So that was it, Lord Chiba. No wonder, no wonder Lord Chiba had suggested examining the wound.
So examining the wound had not been to determine who the murderer was, but to bring out this stolen Forbidden Jutsu!
Everything had been within Lord Chiba's plan.
There had never been any disadvantage. It had all merely been something Lord Chiba used to confuse Iwa's ambassador.
That really was Lord Chiba's style—always liking to give us subordinates a scare.
Carefully rolling up the scroll and tucking it into his clothes, the Anbu Ninja wore a smile beneath his mask that was hard to tell whether it was one of joy or a sigh.
At this moment, he finally let out a complete sigh of relief, and his stiff body relaxed.
At the same time, he could not help silently grumbling about his commander.
There was no longer any need to worry about the situation. Konoha's stolen Forbidden Jutsu had appeared on the dead Iwa envoy, so who had killed that envoy no longer mattered. Whether Konoha had killed him or Kumogakure had killed him, it made no difference.
After all, the Iwa envoy had undeniably stolen Konoha's Forbidden Jutsu. He had been the one to act against Konoha first, committing an act that endangered Konoha by stealing its Forbidden Jutsu. Under that major premise, if Konoha's ninja had killed him, it would merely have been to recover the Forbidden Jutsu. Not only would they be innocent, they would have rendered merit.
Under that premise, no ninja village or great nation could question whether Konoha had acted rightly or wrongly in this matter.
After all, no ninja village would possibly allow an enemy ninja who had stolen its Forbidden Jutsu to return safely. No one could condemn Konoha, and international opinion would naturally