"Yo, come out so soon, it looks like it's over."

Uzumaki Mito chuckled.

The daimyo was not in a good mood, so he snorted coldly and did not answer.

The three generations pondered for a moment and asked, "Your Excellency, what have you encountered?" ”

Except for Akabane and the people who have experienced it, it is difficult for the rest to understand what has happened.

"Yes, grandpa, what's the fifth wave?"

Erika is also curious.

The daimyo opened his mouth, feeling a little difficult to speak.

Could it be that he became the Hokage guardian Konoha and was stopped by a single move?

Also, the last sentence is a mockery!

The fifth wave?

The three generations awkwardly took their pipes.

I don't know the details, but it looks like the daimyo lost badly.

Why can't this kid release water if he doesn't know any sense of proportion......

After thinking about it for a long time, he still didn't know how to comfort him.

"Suncut, can you use Unreal Games again?"

The more the daimyo thought about it, the more unwilling he became.

"With such a large-scale illusion, do you think you can use it a few times?"

Uzumaki Mito said angrily.

"Your Excellency, an illusion like this is the limit of using it once."

Three generations explained.

"I see."

The Daimyo sighed, then thought for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, I don't know much about ninjas. ”

Ha?

Uzumaki Mito's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it - this stubborn old guy would even apologize!

"His Excellency Daimyo's talent is not in ninjutsu and fighting, but in ruling and managing the entire country."

Miyo sighed and said, "Compared to this, ninjas are just tools of war. ”

"War is an esoteric science, and the rest of my life should not be enough to study and understand."

The daimyo lay down tiredly.

With a blow to him, his interest in the game plummeted.

"It's good that you have this realization."

Uzumaki Mito was unceremonious, and opened his mouth to mock.

At this time, Akabane, Jiraiya, Shuomao, and Zixiao came to the stands, and the four of them were about to salute the daimyo......

"Excuse me!"

Daimyo's face was very ugly, his eyes were staring at Jiraiya, and he was very angry.

This white-haired guy is very similar to the nasty guy in the fantasy world!

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's time for the Comic Con to end here, isn't it announced?"

Akabane asked after bowing.

"Akabane, if you consume a lot, go and rest, I'll just tell you the news of the end."

Miyo smiled.

"Yes!"

Although the chakra consumption is not so large, if you can be lazy, of course Akabane is happy.

The daimyo wanted to stay a little longer, but when he saw Jiraiya's face, he thought of words like "rookie", "wow", and "good fight".

"That's it, Erika, we should go back."

He beckoned to help him.

Erika is a little reluctant, but the comic con is over, and they must return to the Daimyo's mansion.

The guards pulled the carriage over, while Erika and another of her men walked to the side of the carriage with the daimyo in their arms.

At this point, he suddenly stopped.

"Mito, after this time, maybe we won't meet again."

Life is short, and it is earned to come this far, and to live one more day.

The daimyo raised his head and whispered, "The matter of the Vortex Country...... I'm sorry. ”

"."

Uzumaki Mito waved his hand, and his tone was not good.

Tsunade didn't speak.

It seems that the negotiations are not going well......

Akabane thought to himself.

When the daimyo got into the carriage and gradually disappeared from the mountain road, Uzumaki Mito sighed a little sadly.

Their generation will eventually come to an end.

"The Comic Con is over, and everyone goes back to the village to rest."

Three generations use chakras to amplify sounds.

The rest of the spectators in the stands heard the voice, and then looked and found that the daimyo was ready to leave, and one by one knew that the comic con was really coming to an end.

"That's the end of it?"

"It feels so short, I haven't been playing for long!"

"Wait for next time, I'm afraid it's been a long time......"

Many people are in love, including ninjas.

It's just a short, rough comic show, but it's already a nostalgic event for those of us who have very little entertainment life.

"The comic exhibition does not have to be held in the village, as long as everyone has the heart, they can also hold the comic exhibition."

Akabane stood up and said.

"Running your own comic con?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and their minds didn't turn a corner - they can hold a performance for the daimyo themselves?

"Ahem...... Comic Con can be big or small, and it's not a serious event in itself. ”

The third generation coughed lightly and said.

If it weren't for his advocacy of inviting the daimyos, the comic con would have been a small, spontaneous show.

"I see."

Everyone's eyes lit up after hearing this.

They just thought that this kind of event, like the Chunin exam, would become a large-scale official event.

It turns out that I can hold it myself......

"Great, grandma, I'm going to play Mito-sama."

There were little girls shouting happily.

"Stupid, Mito-sama is not a manga character!"

“……”

The noise is not changing, but the cheerful laughter of everyone.

Their voices were already faint in the center stands, but for ninjas, it wasn't a problem.

The three generations twitched, proud and satisfied.

However......

"Hey, teacher, don't think you can not give money in this way!"

Tsunade pouted.

"Three generations of adults, you can't forget what you promised."

Akabane followed closely to collect the debt.

Isn't he fighting so hard to lead the caravan to the Land of Wind?

It would be uncomfortable to cross the river and tear down the bridge for three generations.

When he heard this, his mind exploded: "You all have benefits, what about me?" I worked so hard to paint, and I was torn by the princess! ”

"Stupid self, you're embarrassed to talk about your own paintings, painting such rude things in public, it's a shame to lose our Konoha face."

Tsunade sneered.

"Well, the benefits will not be less."

The three generations sighed, what an unlovely group of children.

But......

What a pity!

"Alright, you guys go back and rest."

Uzumaki Mito smiled faintly.

"Yes!"

Tsunade was very happy, Uzumaki Mito meant, she wouldn't interfere with the money.

Akabane was curious about the outcome of the negotiations, but he wasn't in a hurry.

Anyway, in the end, you can know that you don't have to rush for a while, staying here is easy to get caught.

The group turned around and prepared to evacuate.

"So, take your leave."

Zixiao walked at the end, bowed slightly and said goodbye, before following everyone's footsteps.

Uzumaki Mito watched them leave and sighed softly.

At this time, Tuan Zang slowly walked out of the shadows.

"Monkey, Danzang, don't think of Konoha as an old antique in the ninja world, I'll leave it to you over there in the country of vortex."

Uzumaki Mito sighed.

"Mito-sama, don't worry, I'll do my best."

Danzou is unusually serious.

Whether it is for profit or emotionally, he will do his best to help the Uzumaki family.

"Even if most of them can't be ninjas, at least ......"

Three generations smoked a cigarette in the middle of speaking.

In this negotiation, the daimyo finally gave in - he allowed some of the Uzumaki people to escape into the Fire Country, but except for the Uzumaki clan in Konoha, the rest had to remain incognito and could no longer be ninjas.