"My whole life......

I was a monk, a robber, and a guard.

I also want to taste what it is like to control the destiny of a country! ”

After Meng Zong said this, the sword in his hand had already stabbed towards the great name of the Bird Country, Zhu He, whom he had once been loyal to.

At this time, Zhu He's faithful servant Ah Ba bravely blocked his master behind him, and his face, which had been a little stunned just now, showed the hideousness before death.

"Don't hurt Lord Suzuru......"

"Flutter!"

The sharp sword pierced directly through Ah Ba's body.

The belt soil in the treetops not far away was just about to get up at the moment when Meng Zong made a move, but he frowned slightly, as if he sensed something.

His eyes peeking out from his white mask stared at the lake behind them......

Meng Zong looked at the servant who had always been not very bright-minded, trying to block his knife with his body.

"Hehe, my sword technique was forged with blood in more than ten years of fighting.

How can you ...... with a waste like you?! ”

He was halfway through his triumphant words when he was stunned.

Because after a breeze blew from the lake just now, the knife in his hand was clutched by one hand.

The men behind him had even more horror in their eyes, because they could see more clearly.

At the moment when the leader swung a knife, a figure suddenly appeared on the reeds by the lake not far away.

The man ran on the water as if he were walking on the ground, and in a few steps he rushed in front of the Daimyo Suzuru, raised his hand, and grabbed the sword that pierced Ahachi's body.

This series of movements only happened in an instant, and at this time, the water not far away was still slightly rippling with the waves of water that came from the step.

"Zhu He...... Adult ......"

The young life of the servant Hachi seems to be coming to an end.

Meng Zong clutched the handle of the Taidao in his hand, wrestling with the man who had stopped him from acting.

The body of the sword that pierced the body of the servant Ah Ba was trembling slightly, and the severe pain made Ah Ba unable to speak.

And the tip of the knife is still clutched in the hands of the comer.

It was a tall, burly man dressed in a light-colored ninja uniform with a long knife behind his back.

His skin was slightly pale, and he wore a misty shinobi forehead guard on top of his head.

He looked sideways at Meng Zong and his subordinates, and under the illumination of the moonlight, this face that was already different from ordinary people looked extremely hideous.

The slightly smiling mouth showed two rows of sharp fangs, but the small eyes were very calm, and there was no smile at all.

His smile was like that of a great white shark that saw its prey.

With a hint of banter in his gaze on the tree, he leaned his body against the trunk of the tree and continued to watch the play with his arms folded.

It's getting more and more interesting, is it the ghost shark of the fog ninja?

Meng Zong seemed to finally realize that he was not the opponent of the man in front of him.

He decisively let go of the hilt, and his body quickly stepped back.

The elite dark persimmon ghost shark from Wuyin Village also let go of his hand, he looked down at the two blood marks that had just been printed on his palm, and smiled disapprovingly, ignoring Ah Ba, who was gradually weakening and falling in front of him.

"Eight!"

Zhu He seemed to be a more humane name, and he hurriedly supported Ah Ba's body.

Meng Zong stared at the forehead guard on the top of the ghost shark's head, and said:

"Why didn't I know that Wuyin Village had also come to this muddy water?"

The expression on the ghost shark's face remained unchanged, and he opened his mouth slightly and said:

"What mission do we Mist Shinobi accept, and when do we need to notify you of this miscellaneous?"

"You!"

A cold light swept across Meng Zong's body, cutting off his angry words alive.

Meng Zong's body trembled, and his right hand pressed his right ear to death.

Blood ran down his fingers.

He trembled and put his right hand in front of his eyes, and his ears lay in the palm of his hand......

In the blink of an eye, it had been completely cut off from its head.

"Don't you want to roll yet?

If you want to die, Uncle Ben can also fulfill you. ”

Seeing that this misty ninja with a shark face had already brandished the sword in his hand again, Meng Zong's subordinates were quite loyal, and they helped their leader Sang Huang to flee.

"Ahba! Eight! ”

Zhu He has already called out to his loyal servant who will die when he sees it.

"Lord Zhu He......

Young Master Lu...... And Miss ......

Meng Zong...... In the name of protecting them......"

Aha's staccato voice eventually disappeared.

Hearing his last words, Zhu He's eyes turned red.

He raised his head, looked at the powerful mist shinobi in front of him, and said loudly:

"I ...... I'll give you money!

Additional Missions! Take my children back from that rebellious hand! ”

The ghost shark also heard Ah Ba's words before he died, the corners of his mouth widened, and he said to Zhu He:

"The Daimyo of the Bird Country, the previous secret protection mission for you is already A-rank.

If we add a mission, it is likely that we will face the forces of the Fire Country, that is, the ninjas of Konoha or the Guardian Twelve of the Fire Country Daimyo, so if we face such a danger, the mission will be upgraded to S rank, and the price may not be paid by money......"

"What do you want? Just say!

As long as I have it, I can ......"

The ghost shark shook his head and reached out to pull the excited Zhu He up.

"Sorry, I'm just the performer of the task.

And the specific task reward ......"

Speaking of this, the ghost shark turned its head to look at the lake.

In the moonlight, in the middle of the lake shrouded in mist, a figure is walking on the water step by step.

Like the oni shark, the visitor is wearing a light-colored ninja suit.

It's just that he wears a pale green scarf around his neck and waist and a kilt-like outfit.

A short stature, silver hair and purple eyes, and a baby face that never seems to grow.

The one who came was the fourth generation of Mizukage who wanted to green our male protagonist - Goji Yakura.

Yakura has walked step by step on the water to the lakeside, and after becoming the fourth generation of Mizukage, he no longer seems to be carrying his cute weapon, but with his hands behind his back, looking at the daimyo of the small country in front of him with the old look of a little adult.

Zhu He looked at Yakura with a confused expression, then pointed at him angrily and shouted to the oni shark:

"What do you mean?! Is this how sincere you are with your employers?

Let a kid come and talk to me?! ”

A helpless smile appeared on the ugly face of the ghost shark.

Hey, the fourth generation is going to get angry again......

"Bastard! Standing in front of you!

It's the fourth generation of Mizukage in Fog Hidden Village!

I'm not a child! ”

Well, the old Cheng and solemn characters who had just pretended to be hard to pretend were instantly collapsed by Yakura himself......

Zhu He finally believed that the person in front of him, who didn't look even fifteen years old, turned out to be the leader of the ninja village known as the Land of Blood Mist.

He sighed, and his intuition told him that he had already boarded the thief ship, but he could only grasp the last straw in front of him and said:

"Well, it was my rudeness just now, Mizukage.

Say, what does it take me to save my children? ”

When Yakura heard Suzuru's words, a pair of purple eyes revealed a shrewdness that did not match his appearance at all.

He pondered for a moment, weighing the pros and cons based on the information he and the oni shark had just heard in the shadows.

Here's a word to say, why would we, Lord Moe Yakura, personally carry out this mission to protect the crested crane with the oni shark?

In fact, it's just beating rabbits with grass, by the way.

The daimyo of various countries have already arrived in the country of birds, and as Yakura, who has just ascended to the throne, this time in order to ease the relationship with the daimyo of the land of water, this time he personally came to the country of birds in the name of protecting the daimyo.

After all, in the last war, well, Yakura's master, the third generation of Mizukage, lost his wife and broke his army, which really made any boss with a normal IQ dissatisfied.

When Yakura received the task of the Daimyo of the Bird Country, he saw the strangeness of this mission at a glance.

This small country between the land of wind and the country of earth did not hand over this task of guarding to either of the sand ninja or the rock ninja.

It wasn't even handed over to the Konoha ninja, who is currently recognized as the strongest ninja in the ninja world, but ......

Submitted an application to his own Fog Hidden Village, which had been isolated from the world since the last defeat.

Sure enough, according to the information that he and the ghost shark just heard, it was not so simple behind all this.

Yakura looked at the man in front of him who didn't have the slightest appearance of a country's great name, and Suzuru's face was completely dejected.

He finally made up his mind.

In the midst of the fire, God puts such an opportunity in front of its eyes, if it stops just because of the fear of risk......

So how can I, Goji Yakura, really sit in the position of Mizukage?

Yakura seemed to have made up his mind, and he smiled and said to Suzuru:

"What we want from the fog ninja is definitely not too much.

Lord Zhuhe, it seems that your guards have betrayed you......"

Yakura walked up to Suzaru, looked at him and continued:

"Look, what about this subordinate of mine?"

Zhu He looked at the dried persimmon ghost shark with a tall figure and a hideous appearance along the direction of Yakura's finger.

“…… Very, very good. ”

"Then, if you want, after this Divine Bird Festival, he will no longer be a misty ninja.

He would change his identity and name, such as a wandering ninja, or whatever.

How about forming your new guard with a group of his equally powerful men? ”

Looking at Zhu He's frightened expression, Yakura continued to sigh with relief:

"Rest assured, they will not interfere with how you govern your country.

It's just that in the future, half of the taxes in the country of birds will be used as a commission for this guard. ”

The expression on Zhu He's face seemed to be relieved, but he said with some shame:

"But...... Annual taxes in the land of birds......

In many villages, the common people live in poverty and can pay very few taxes.

There are also some villages, which are nominally under the jurisdiction of the Bird Country.

In fact, it is occupied by some bandit groups......"

Hearing these words, the dried persimmon ghost shark, who had been silent, suddenly smiled, he glanced at each other with his own four generations, and then spoke:

"You don't have to worry about it.

Those who are unwilling to pay taxes for the daimyo are not worthy of being your subjects.

Rest assured, as your guard, we will collect the hard-to-keep taxes ourselves. ”

……

Several mist ninjas guarded Zhu He and left in the direction of the national capital with Ah Ba's corpse.

Only two people are left on the lakeside, Yakura and his henchman, Oni.

Yakura looked up at the starry sky, pondered for a moment, and asked the oni:

"How's Terumi's mission done?"

The ghost shark shook his head and replied:

"There's no news from the village yet."

Yakura frowned slightly.

Before Terumi became a water shadow, she had always been a junior who had a good relationship with her.

But the harmonious relationship between the two has gradually become estranged since he ascended to the position left by the teacher......

He knew very well that that strong girl, under the impetus of her family and well-intentioned people, had already developed undeserved ambitions.

"Humph! It's just a waste of ambition and talent. ”

When the ghost shark heard the words of his own four generations, he felt a little like talking.

Needless to say, both of them know who it is......

"But, Shidai, your marriage request ......

Will it really work? ”

The ghost shark changed the topic very wittily and began to secretly pat the ass of his own boss.

As a tsundere person, Yakura also seems to have the characteristics of being a good teacher.

He smiled confidently and spoke:

"Of course not.

Bo Feng Shuimen and I both knew that the so-called marriage request was nothing more than a joke.

The reason why I passed it to Bo Feng Shuimen in the form of a diplomatic letter was just to tell him! ”

Speaking of this, Yakura's pair of purple eyes showed persistent hatred.

"I know very well who the three-tailed human pillar force of Konoha is now.

I have not forgotten the shame of our misogee defeat in the last war.

And also...... I haven't forgotten the hatred of that Madara Uchiha who killed the teacher!

Sooner or later, I will lead the mist to take back the three tails! ”

In the woods not far away, a pair of scarlet eyes stared at Yakura in the darkness.

However, at this time, the ghost shark was even more big and joked:

"And what if the fourth Hokage agrees to your marriage request?"

Yakura never seemed to have thought of this possibility, he hesitated slightly, smiled and said:

"That's fine, so that we can recover the three tails without bloodshed, and we can also get the legendary perfect human pillar power.

Oni shark, I am different from the teacher. I don't think our village needs the title of Land of Blood Mist.

We also need to build up strength in peace, and there is no need for people in the village to live in precarious times. ”

"But, four generations of adults, do you really want to marry that person Zhu Li as his wife?"

“…… Less wordy! It's impossible to think about it! ”

"Well, well! Lord Shiyome, you're shy. ”

"Shut up!"

……

Yakura and his big henchmen walked step by step on the surface of the lake, disappearing into the mist in the middle of the lake.

On the treetops, Obito slowly took off his white three-hooked jade mask.

His eyes had already turned crimson, and a pair of kaleidoscopic patterns swirled rapidly in his eyes.

"Goji Yakura......

Very good. Very good!

I promise, your career of four generations of Mizukage will be full of surprises! ”