MTL - Guardians of Tirisfal of Konoha-Chapter 39 client

  Chapter 39 The Client

   Mr. Ito, a wealthy businessman who initiated this commission, is a middle-aged man who looks very shrewd.

   He was carrying a suitcase, which looked like a precious place, and at a glance, he knew that there should be some important things in it.

   His housekeeper was a thin old man with white hair, his expression was very dull, as long as he was by the master's side, he didn't care what kind of dangerous place he was going to.

   The guard next to him was a tall and strong warrior with two daggers hanging around his waist, looking very powerful.

   That is, when he looked at the three Satoru, there was a deep disdain on his face.

   "This combination dares to go to the frontier battlefield, how big is the business..."

  Satoru silently complained, frowning slightly as he looked at Mr. Ito.

   "Satoru, Roshu, Mikoto, the mission starts now, so first of all, let's customize this plan."

  Orochimaru seems to want to be the shopkeeper completely, and has no arrangements. Looking at the client's confused look, Orochimaru smiled:

   "Mr. Ito, please rest assured, these three are my outstanding students, and as a teacher I have absolute confidence in them."

   "Besides, there is also the elite Junin like me, and I will point out what is wrong with them."

   "This...then I'll leave it to you, Lord Shangin, I'm willing to pay such a high price, but it's for your name!"

   Mr. Ito took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and tightened the box in his hand.

  Orochimaru is a disciple of Naruto, an elite Shangnin, with the name of genius and excellent mission records in the past, he is a supermodel among this batch of left-behind teachers.

   Therefore, Mr. Ito gritted his teeth and made up his mind, and won the **** of the Orochimaru class at a high price.

   "Now is the time of war. If I can, I don't want to go to the Land of Winds at this time, but if I don't go, my property there will be confiscated! This is absolutely not allowed!"

   Mr. Ito gritted his teeth and said:

   "The guys from the Land of Winds are simply unreasonable! Taking advantage of the war, they actually want to deprive me of my property to pay for the military!"

  The three of Satoru looked at each other in dismay, well, so that's what happened.

  Then the pressure from Sandyin should not be less.

   If Sandyin is calculating such foreign businessmen to ensure war consumption, then they should use "appropriate" methods to avoid the appearance of the victim.

   It depends on Mr. Ito's assets.

   "However, I remember going from the country of fire to the country of wind, and it's okay to pass through the country of rivers. Why do you have to pass through the country of rain in a state of war?"

  Wu pointed out a key point, the country of Sichuan is sandwiched between the two countries of wind and fire, and there is no hidden village of its own, isn't it better to go?

   "Because...because the country of rain still has an estate of mine, I need to get a document there before I can go to the country of wind..."

  Ito smiled wryly: "If it's not necessary, I don't want to take risks..."

   Everyone knows it, no wonder it is so troublesome.

   Roshu and Mikoto gave Jiu Shou a tacit look, the latter scratched his head, showing a helpless expression.

   "Cough... Then Mr. Orochimaru, I'll make a plan."

  Orochimaru nodded lightly, Wu looked back and forth at the client and his party, and touched his chin:

   "Mr. Ito, right... Your suitcase is very important?"

   "Uh... yes, this is another important document, without them I can't prove my ownership of the property in the Land of the Wind, and I can't keep them even if I go!"

   "In a country at war, would such a document be useful?"

  Rope tree expressed doubts, as for the industries of the merchants of the hostile countries, the wind will care about the documents? It's normal to pull and confiscate it.

   "The war always ends," Mr. Ito forced a smile. "If they look too ugly, who would dare to do business there?"

   "So if the border is blocked and I can't rush back, they can do whatever they want, but if I rush back to preside over, the Land of Winds won't lose the face for my industry."

"I see……"

  Rope tree nodded and glanced at Satoru, indicating that he had no doubts.

  Satoru raised his eyebrows and continued: "That is to say, the enemy can also achieve the purpose of destroying the documents. Our goal is to **** you and your documents, Mr. Ito, and obtain the documents in the Land of Rain."

   "...That's right."

   Mr. Ito was stunned for a while, then nodded, but couldn't help but get more nervous:

   "Uh... I won't ask for extra money!"

   "Hehe... No, don't worry."

  Orochimaru's words made Mr. Ito relax. Konoha was still very particular. If he added money at this time, he would not dare not agree.

   "Then I continue."

  Satoru nodded, glanced at the old butler and the guard warrior, and laughed:

   "Mr. Samurai seems to have an opinion?"

"Humph!"

   The middle-aged samurai, who had been holding back for a while, heard Satoru point himself, and slapped his hand on the scabbard, disdainfully:

   "The little brats who haven't grown their hair yet, the boss is willing to hire you and always oppose it. If it wasn't for the elite Junin-sama to lead the team, do you think you are qualified to appear here?"

   "I won't say anything. The boss is the boss after all. I can't change his decision, but you are questioning it. Are you arrogant!"

   Samurai's remarks made Naoshu blushed, Mikoto frowned, but Orochimaru and Satoru were always smiling.

   The old housekeeper still looked like the old **** was there, but Mr. Ito raised his brows and cursed angrily:

   "Bastard! Sanada! Is this the time for infighting! Apologize to the ninjas!"

   Samurai Sanada was born in the country of iron and was a samurai he hired at a high price not long ago.

  Because the war between the Kingdom of Iron and the Kingdom of Rain is rather tragic, Sanada has seen the horror of the ninja in the Kingdom of Rain.

   "It doesn't matter, knowing the strength of your companions is also necessary before the mission starts."

  Orochimaru waved his hand and nodded to Samurai Sanada:

   "Then, Mr. Samurai, my disciple Mito Gate Satoru, as a ninja, will challenge you."

   "If Satoru wins, please follow Satoru's orders throughout."

   Samurai Sanada's complexion changed, and he felt the pressure when an elite like Orochimaru said:

   "Junin-sama, are you serious?!"

   "Of course, that's how I originally arranged it," Orochimaru glanced at Ito, who had a tangled face, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly:

   "If you win, we will refund all your commission fees and **** you to the Land of Winds for free."

"it is good!"

   glanced at his boss, Sanada found that Ito was only wiping sweat, and did not object, and immediately understood that the boss was tempted.

   "It's a word!"

  Sanada held the scabbard in his hand and looked at Satoru with a wicked smile:

   "Little devil, this is what Lord Shangin said. Now I regret admitting defeat, it's still too late!"

   "Otherwise, I can't guarantee that you won't be injured in a real fight!"

   "Uh... it's okay, come on."

  Satoru sighed, so the client with his own bodyguard is trouble.

   Honestly pay the money and listen to the arrangement? If you have to dance by yourself, then why don't you go to the border by yourself if you can dance?

   This samurai is also a third-rate in the country of iron, otherwise he can come out as a mercenary when the war between the country of iron and the country of rain is unfavorable?

  The warriors of the Iron Country, because of their strong swordsmanship and chakra's fighting skills with attached weapons, they are not very fond of ordinary ninjas.

   One-on-one duel, the same level of ninjas and samurai will be unpredictable.

but……

   "Heh, dual-wielding fury battles against the Master... or the kind that won't charge and intercept."

   "Since you insist, don't cry if you're hurt, kid!"

   Samurai Sanada said in a cold voice, being despised by a kid who looked no more than ten years old, making him out of anger.

   "I don't know how high the sky is!"

   (end of this chapter)