Shimura Danzō immediately nodded. "Naturally, Lord Torikaze. But with such a novel thing appearing, won't the Daimyo grow suspicious or try to seize it?"
Torikaze looked at Shimura Danzō as though he were an idiot. "You've been the leader of Root for so many years. How can you still ask something this stupid?"
"The gap between Ordinary People and ninja is as vast as heaven and earth. Even a Genin can occupy a mountain, proclaim himself king, and command thousands of bandits."
"A Daimyo is nothing more than a king of Ordinary People. If one doesn't obey, replace him with one who does."
Since childhood, Torikaze had never regarded the so-called Daimyo as anything important.
The Twelve Guardian Ninja were even more worthless than trash. A powerful force that commanded so many powerful ninja was actually ordered around by a group of Ordinary People.
What a joke.
Shimura Danzō was greatly shocked. "Th-this... how is that any different from the actions of rebels?"
Torikaze was speechless. In the end, he had underestimated just how deeply ingrained the Shinobi World's way of thinking was.
No wonder the Mizukage had to call even the Daimyo of a small country "Lord Daimyo."
They seemed to believe from the bottom of their hearts that they were subordinates of the Daimyo.
Even after their strength increased, they still treated the Daimyo with the utmost respect.
"How were your previous thoughts any different from those of rebels?"
"Th-this..."
Only after a long while did Shimura Danzō slowly nod. "This subordinate understands. No one will stand in the way of promoting mobile phones."
The deeper meaning was that no one could stand in the way of his becoming Hokage—not even the Daimyo!
"Alright. Go back and think about how to open up the Royal Capital. While you're