Hearing this, the Daimyo's eyes lit up.
Since they were a mercenary organization, it seemed they really could make certain deals.
Though when their identities and purposes were put together, it looked somewhat...
Bizarre.
Obito paid no attention to the Daimyo's thoughts. His scarlet eyes stared straight at him as he continued, "We can share the intelligence each of us possesses. You tell me about the movements of Konoha's upper ranks, about the Fifth Hokage."
"And I can provide you with detailed intelligence on Dawn Shipping, including their bases, troop deployments, and even... the service of wiping them out for you."
Hearing this, the Daimyo hurriedly asked, "How much would it cost to destroy Dawn Shipping? I have plenty of money."
"I don't want money. What I want is Konoha's intelligence. How much service I provide you depends on how much intelligence you provide me. That is a perfectly fair trade, isn't it?" Obito said coldly.
"This..."
The Daimyo fell silent.
He swiftly weighed the benefits involved.
Making a deal with a member of an unknown organization claiming to be mercenaries was undoubtedly dangerous and uncertain. If word reached Konoha or others, it would also have negative consequences.
But now, Konoha was out of control, Dawn Shipping's threat was growing by the day, and he truly needed outside strength and intelligence.
Since this Akatsuki was active in other countries as well, perhaps they really could provide valuable information.
"How do I know whether your intelligence is real or fake?" the Daimyo finally asked, his tone regaining the bearing of a patron and superior.
"You can verify it," Obito said calmly. "I can first provide part of the intelligence on Dawn Shipping's defenses at the ports of the Land of Waves. Send someone to investigate, and you'll know."
The room fell