I Wrote the Warrant, I Stamped It-The Intelligence Department Is a Violent Agency Too

After saying that, the two joined hands to catch up with the group from the Intelligence Department, led by Yamato. Everyone was surprised to see Naruto and came forward to greet him.

"Naruto, it's been a long time." This was a fairly familiar old friend, a long-time member who had been there since Ino joined the Intelligence Department, and had also had a brief encounter with Naruto.

"Naruto, I am Matsuri, a new recruit in the Intelligence Department."

The newcomer seemed a little reserved. Apart from the fact that the unkempt young man in front of her was her boss Ino's boyfriend, she also knew some other information about a certain blond villain.

This includes, but is not limited to, dangerous former Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, separating Tailed Beast with bare hands, confronting Konoha High Command, Jiraiya's disciple, the Sixth Hokage's disciple, and the Fifth Hokage's... well, you know.

This person has many labels, each more outrageous than the last. He is the Konoha Crown Prince, capable of replacing Kakashi as the face of Konoha and carrying out missions, a true and upright prince of Konoha.

The only downside is that I've heard they have a terrible personality, a 100% task completion rate, a complaint rate of nearly 70%, but a very low success rate in getting complaints accepted.

Ultimately, it all comes down to having strong connections.

What struck them as odd was that while they had mostly felt fear when they encountered Naruto in Konohagakure, they felt a sense of familiarity upon seeing Naruto in this foreign land.

"Long time no see. I just arrived in the Capital City. I didn't know what everyone liked, so I prepared some gifts. Everyone here will receive one."

After saying that, Naruto indeed took out a large pile of gifts and handed them out one by one to the dumbfounded members of the Intelligence Department, who were all speechless.

Ino was also a bit confused, and then she couldn't help but laugh and cry at Naruto's actions. If you said he was sincere, he was giving gifts like he was buying them in bulk. But if you said he was perfunctory, every single gift was different.

"Naruto."

"Thanks."

"Hey, where's mine?" Ino walked over, smiling and holding out her hand. "Don't say you forgot about mine. If you didn't prepare it... hmph."

"Here's yours." Naruto reached into the Sealing Space and pulled out an exquisite gift box from another pile of even more expensive gifts.

"How could I forget? I already picked one out for you."

This person is too complex, both cheap and deeply affectionate. The gifts are expensive, carefully chosen, but intended for multiple people. The emotions are genuine, but the words cannot be trusted.

"Okay." Ino accepted the gift.

Along the way, everyone chattered about the nobles of the Land of Fire in the Capital City. Naruto, without asking any questions, learned almost everything about the trouble Ino had encountered.

The group marched in a grand procession toward the dinner location, their presence quite impressive.

Naruto and Ino walked hand in hand. As he listened to the bustling sounds of the procession, his expression grew increasingly strange. He turned to her and asked her a question.

"Did those nobles in the Capital City make things difficult for you?"

"No, their goal is to embezzle the project's profits," Ino sighed. "The Land of Fire isn't a monolithic entity; those nobles only care about their own interests."

"What kind of conditions?" Naruto asked. "If they're willing to invest, we can offer a higher price and recoup some of the losses from them."

"They're unwilling to invest, but they want profits," she replied, pausing before adding, "They have huge appetites, practically pushing us to the point of losing money."

"How many lives do those nobles have?" Naruto's eyelids twitched, and he turned to look at her. "Did they take some strange drugs before the conversation?"

Having a good time eating, are you getting carried away and starting to have wild ideas?

"No." Ino shook her head slowly as she walked. "They didn't want to talk to me. They deliberately asked for an exorbitant price, hoping my father would intervene."

"The project can't avoid the Capital City, right?" Naruto asked.

"Um."

"This isn't that difficult to handle, there will be a way." Naruto reached out and patted Ino on the head. "Since things have come to this, let's eat first."

"Okay." Ino smiled, but her face still betrayed her worry.

Naruto didn't really care about it; he just wrote it down in his notebook and planned to figure out how to deal with the nobles after he had eaten, drunk his fill, washed up, and had a good night's sleep.

Compared to what he was doing, the nobles of the Land of Fire were nothing more than minor figures. The nobles were rich and powerful, and had always been arrogant and domineering.

In their minds, Konoha Village was probably like a servant village. Taking advantage of the rule that ninjas were not allowed to attack civilians at will, they became even more unscrupulous.

Under normal circumstances, the Konoha Ninja and the Celestial Dragons of the Land of Fire would not have any interaction. After all, their existence is more like a mascot, maintaining the stability of the Land of Fire's regime.

Konohagakure is Konohagakure, Land of Fire is the Land of Fire. As for why these nobles weren't eliminated, it's mainly because the implications were too great, and Konohagakure didn't have the guts to do so.

After all, this is how the world operates, with Five Great Nations standing in a tripartite balance. If the Land of Fire were to experience internal strife, the other four nations would inevitably take action, which is something Konohagakure does not want to see.

Moreover, both the Land of Fire and Konohagakure have been declining for the past few decades, and unless they hit rock bottom, this rule will continue.

The nobility exerted a great deal of pressure on ninjas, after all, even the Third Hokage's son, who rebelled and wandered, chose to become Twelve Guardian Ninja.

This is a common mindset; Asuma didn't want to live a comfortable life as the Third Hokage's child. He had a conflict, went on a journey, and ended up becoming a nobleman's servant.

They were called bodyguards, but in the end, many died or were injured; they were nothing more than servants.

This shows that noble status still holds immense power in the Land of Fire and even Konohagakure. Even though times have changed, nobles remain nobles.

Barbecue restaurant, nearly thirty people from the Intelligence Department were having a meal. The tables alone occupied half of the hall, practically taking up the entire space.

"Yamato, come over and grill some meat."

"Damn it, why me?!"

"The senior has spoken, and you dare to disobey? I'll beat you up if you don't."

"They're here, they're here."

Upon hearing this, laughter and chatter filled the hall. With a snap, a fire was lit, and some people stood up to grill meat while others chatted. The aroma filled the air, and a sip of wine instantly banished all worries.

"The beer is served. Please enjoy, esteemed ninjas." The waiter served them carefully.

The owner of the Barbecue restaurant dared not be negligent upon seeing that the visitors were a group of ninjas. In the Land of Fire, the two most troublesome groups were undoubtedly nobles and ninjas.

On one side are the ruthless nobles who wield power and money, and on the other side are the violent institutions.

Although the written rules stipulated that ninjas could not harm or oppress civilians, there was always a sense of impending doom in this world, and many ninjas retired from active service.

If you really offend a ninja and get retaliated against, there's no time to regret it.

Even if the ninja village doesn't stand idly by, that's a matter for aftermath. By then, the ashes will be cold, and issuing arrest warrants for the ninjas involved won't do much good.

These rules are mutually restrictive; they work, but they are not absolutely safe.

"How long has it been since you last ate?" Ino asked with concern as she placed some grilled meat into Naruto's bowl. "You don't have to push yourself like this while traveling. It's not good for your health."

"One meal a day, to save time." Naruto buried his head in his rice. "I was mainly worried about you, so I came back as soon as I had some free time."

"What's the point of saving this little bit of time?" she asked. "Have you been very busy lately? If you're too busy, there's no need to rush back. I can actually handle things here myself."

"Can you really handle it yourself?" He stopped eating and drinking, looked up and stared at Ino.

Ino pursed her lips, then shook her head.

"Cannot."

"Yes, that's why I rushed back," he said. "I didn't know what happened to you, so all I could do was rush back as soon as I could."

"You've already said this can't be resolved, so are you planning to shoulder this all by yourself?"

Ino lowered her head upon hearing this; she had indeed considered such a thought. Since those nobles wouldn't agree, she would fight to the bitter end until a solution was found.

As for asking her father for help, she would only do so as a last resort.

"I don't mean to lecture you, I'm just reminding you. If there's something you can't solve, you can consult with Lord Yamanaka or ask Kakashi, even if I'm not around."

"They are all senior ninjas, and their experience in dealing with people and situations is naturally more than yours. Their advice will definitely be the most appropriate and reliable."

Hearing Naruto's gentle words, Ino's face turned even redder, and she didn't dare to look up at him.

"I understand. I was too hasty in this matter."

"That's right. Don't be too impatient or impulsive." Naruto took a tissue and wiped his mouth. "Impulsiveness is the devil. There must be a more reliable solution."

"Nobles have no regard for rules; they only care about their own interests. But they are also commoners, and the methods of ninjas are ineffective against them."

"So."

A sudden commotion broke out, interrupting Naruto's teaching session.

He frowned slightly and turned his head to look at them with displeasure.

A fat man dressed as a nobleman stood at the door, covering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, looking at everyone in the Barbecue restaurant with a look of disgust.

A conflict broke out between several servants and members of the Intelligence Department. The new recruit from the Intelligence Department, Yamato, was arguing with them, and the others seemed to be ninjas as well.

Just as the Daimyo had Twelve Guardian Ninja under his command, the nobles of the Land of Fire also supported a number of ninja henchmen under various pretexts.

As long as one doesn't use ninja methods openly and honestly, they are considered commoners. Nobles, on the other hand, are unscrupulous, employing increasingly dirty tactics, and afterwards, there's always disputes and blame-shifting.

"What happened?"

With a whoosh, Ino stood up abruptly, but Naruto was faster. The instant Ino stood up, he had already grabbed a pair of chopsticks and rushed over.

"You don't need to go over there, just sit still."

Seeing this, Ino tensed up, instinctively wanting to call out to Naruto as he walked away. She was worried he might do something reckless and get into trouble, but the words caught in her throat.

She figured things couldn't get any worse than they were.

Besides, Naruto wouldn't act impulsively, after all, he was just teaching himself not to be impulsive, he couldn't possibly rush up and beat someone up, could he?

That's probably unlikely.

The nobles are hateful; they are greedy, selfish, and bully others by virtue of their power. But they are ninjas; they can't retaliate in private, or they'll be caught and put on trial.

The best approach when dealing with these shameless individuals is to remain calm. Ignore them; the more blatantly they target us, the more it shows they care about the Capital City Communications Project.

Ino took a deep breath, her mind racing as she analyzed the current situation. She glanced up at Naruto and saw that he had already squeezed into the crowd and was at the forefront of the conflict.

Seeing this, she couldn't take her eyes off Naruto. Her worried gaze remained fixed on him. After thinking for a moment, she went over to help him out.

The opposing side consisted of ravenous nobles, whose bodies, weakened by wine and women, were frail and feeble. Yet, in this worldly realm, they were incredibly powerful.

If she had impulsively attacked a nobleman using ninja techniques, the consequences would have been dire. Fortunately, Naruto remained calm and didn't act rashly, which relieved her.

As she approached, Naruto's voice became clearer.

"Yamato, Matsuri, what are you two doing? The Intelligence Department has no law enforcement authority. What are you doing to us, your esteemed taxpayers?"

"Damn it, come back now!"

"Everyone, stop! I am Naruto Uzumaki of Konoha High Command. If you have any conflicts, just tell me, and I will uphold justice for you."

Hearing this, she was taken aback, blinking before remembering that Naruto actually held a high-ranking position. She'd almost forgotten it if it hadn't been mentioned—a bachelor clan leader with the title of high-ranking official.

"The Konoha High Command? I've never heard of them?" a henchman asked.

"That's not important, let's get to the point." Naruto ignored him, reached out and pulled the stubborn Yamato back, his gaze sweeping over the crowd and focusing on the fat nobleman.

Without hesitation, he pointed at the fat man dressed as a nobleman and waved.

"Hey fat guy, come over here and explain what's going on."

Upon hearing this, everyone's pupils dilated sharply, and they all turned to look at Naruto. Shocked that he would directly point fingers at the nobles, their reactions varied.

"You bastard! What nonsense are you spouting to Haruyama!" The leader of the thugs was furious and charged forward, disregarding everything for his master.

Naruto looked at Yamato, signaling him to make a move.

Yamato hesitated for a moment, remembering the barbecue Ino had treated him to, and then the gift Naruto had just given him. He gritted his teeth and kicked the thug in the face.

With a bang, the leader was kicked flying, his nose broken. Yamato had only recently joined the Intelligence Department, and newcomers are always ruthless in their attacks.

The kick was powerful and heavy. The leader let out a scream of agony, and half of his face seemed to cave in. The pig-like scream echoed in the hall, utterly miserable.

"Sigh, how could you do such a stupid thing as openly assassinating Konoha High Command?" Naruto stood there, and a red seal appeared in his hand without him noticing.

"Your punch was powerful and heavy, clearly a ninja move. That changes the nature of the attack, which is really putting me in a difficult position."

As he spoke, he looked at the fat nobleman at the door, a faint smile on his lips, but a gloomy look in his eyes.

"You fat pig at the gate, you'd better explain the situation clearly. Now, on behalf of all the Konoha High Command, according to Article 32 of Konohagakure's Emergency Clauses..."

"The Intelligence Department is hereby granted temporary law enforcement powers and designated as a violent agency, effective immediately."

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