Thinking of this, Jiraiya could not help but feel a measure of respect.
The two arrived at the Windcloud Clan. Its location was not particularly remote, but this street was relatively quiet.
Major clans generally preferred to build in places like this to avoid being disturbed.
Ordinary residents lived together in other areas, an old tradition of Konoha.
Nagato knocked on the door and led Jiraiya inside.
The moment he entered the courtyard, Jiraiya noticed that its style was vastly different from that of other clans—or rather, it had no resemblance to them at all.
It was not as though Jiraiya had never visited the grounds of major clans before, but their architectural styles were generally quite similar.
Yet why had he never seen buildings like those in these clan grounds before?
"What style of architecture is this? Have you seen it before?"
Nagato shook his head. "This is the architectural style unique to the Windcloud Clan. No other clan has it. It is said that the Windcloud Clan's ancestors were visitors from beyond the heavens, which is why their style is so distinctive."
Jiraiya merely nodded after hearing that. The origins of the Windcloud Clan no longer stirred much emotion in him.
He had already witnessed too many shocking things.
If they could travel from one world to another, why could someone else's ancestors not have come from another world?
"Come on. Let's go find Lord Torikaze."
Led by Nagato, Jiraiya entered the courtyard. From far away, he saw a white-haired man dressed in white reclining in a chair, holding some unfamiliar object in his hand.
"Lord Torikaze is playing a game. I wonder whether approaching him so suddenly would disturb him."
The moment Nagato finished speaking, Torikaze spoke up. "Don't worry, Nagato. You won't disturb me. I knew