The Uchiha's Style of Doing Things

Swish!!

The samurai drew his blade and said coldly, "State your names. Which nation's ninja are you?"

"Uchiha Clan, Sora. The one beside me is Uchiha Shisui."

"Uchiha..."

The samurai pondered for a moment before saying, "We have no trade agreements with Konoha this year, and those who came before were always from the Nara Clan. We have never had anyone from the Uchiha come here."

"Please come with me. I will report this to the captain and handle it after he decides."

"Kid, it's best not to resist. I don't want to hurt you."

Uchiha Sora smiled slightly, turned to look at Shisui, and whispered.

"Following protocol, it would take a few days for word to reach Mifune, and then another few days for him to find time to consider seeing us."

"I've taught you before: you must be flexible when doing things."

"To save time, we can just beat them up now; that way, the news will reach Mifune immediately."

"This... isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

"Just don't kill them. When the time comes, we'll just say they were rude and we were teaching them a lesson on Mifune's behalf."

As he spoke, Uchiha Sora turned toward the samurai and the others, his smile fading as his voice rose.

"I have politely stated my name and expressed my request."

"Not only did you refuse, but you called me a kid and claimed you didn't want to hurt me..."

"It's time you learned the Uchiha style of doing things."

Two minutes later, the five samurai lay sprawled on the ground in various positions, groaning in pain.

"I... I was just following procedure... You... you Uchiha are completely unreasonable!"

Uchiha Sora crouched down to look at the samurai captain and smiled faintly: "If you had ever dealt with other Uchiha, you would know that I am actually being quite reasonable."

"It was just a greeting. Now, can you go report to Mifune?"

"You... you just wait..."

The samurai captain stumbled to his feet, looking at his teammates with concern.

"Rest assured, I don't do things like harming those who can no longer resist."

The credibility of that statement was low.

But the samurai captain knew that the top priority now was to report to the captain and have him contact General Mifune.

These two Uchiha brats...

Even the captain couldn't have defeated us so easily. Their strength is terrifying!

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"Mifune of the Land of Iron. Greetings, sirs. How should I address you?"

Just as Uchiha Sora had expected, within half an hour, the samurai captain had brought Mifune along.

He wore a long beard, bandages wrapped around his head, and traditional samurai attire; he looked to be about fifty years old.

This getup, combined with his stern face, gave the impression of a stubborn man.

"Besides being rude, your subordinates also have terrible memories."

"Let me introduce myself again. I am Uchiha Sora..."

"I am Uchiha Shisui!" Shisui quickly added.

He didn't want to be deprived of the right to introduce himself; that would make him feel far too insignificant!

Upon hearing Shisui's name, Mifune's pupils constricted, and his expression tightened slightly.

"Is that so... Body Flicker Shisui... What is your business with me?"

See? My fame is still higher, isn't it?

Shisui raised an eyebrow.

Tch.

Uchiha Sora curled his lip in disdain.

Once the situation from that night in Konoha spreads, you'll know exactly who has the bigger reputation!

I am the man who commands Rayquaza, after all!

Forget it, it's borrowed power anyway; I shouldn't take it too seriously.

Uchiha Sora stepped forward, signaling to Mifune through his positioning who the primary diplomat was.

"General Mifune, we would like to discuss a partnership with you, though this doesn't seem like the most appropriate place."

"Please."

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In the council chamber.

"Acquiring mineral resources..."

"Lord Sora, the Nara clan just purchased a large batch of weapons not even half a month ago."

"Besides, Konoha doesn't have a weapons forge and has always requested finished products. Why would you need raw minerals now?"

Tapping his fingers on the table, Uchiha Sora smiled. "I forgot to mention, I am not here representing Konoha, but the Uchiha clan."

"As for the reason, I advise you not to ask, Lord Mifune. A neutral nation should just stick to being neutral."

Mifune's eyes narrowed as he said in a deep voice, "The Uchiha... are you planning to defect?"

Swish!!

Samurai are famous for their swordsmanship, but among the samurai present, no one except Mifune could see when Shisui had drawn his blade!

Swish, swish, swish!

The samurai behind Mifune drew their swords in unison, ready for action.

With his blade pointed directly at Mifune, Shisui's face was uncharacteristically cold. "I call you Lord Mifune out of respect; without it, you're just an old piece of trash."

"Sora already warned you."

"If you run your mouth again, I'll cut your head off! Don't say... I didn't warn you!"

He stumbled slightly on the last half of the sentence, clearly finding the phrasing difficult.

Uchiha Sora feigned anger, standing up to press down on Shisui's arm. "Hey! Shisui, don't be so impulsive, put the sword away!"

Shisui slowly lowered his hand, his scarlet Sharingan sweeping across the room, the oppressive ocular power making everyone feel deeply uncomfortable.

Hmph!

To complete the act, Shisui let out a cold snort and continued, "I didn't want the clan to send Sora here in the first place; he's far too soft!"

"If it were up to me, I would have just..."

"Shisui, enough!"

Uchiha Sora forcibly restrained Shisui, scolding him angrily, "Remember who the team leader is!"

The samurai captain who had been there earlier stood behind Mifune, his heart pounding.

Damn, so that guy was actually the reasonable one?!

Those eyes... are they the legendary Sharingan? What intense pressure!!

Mifune's expression darkened as he raised a hand to signal his men to lower their weapons.

"I have overstepped."

"However... you have come at an inconvenient time. Our mineral resources have long-term clients, and there is no surplus available for sale in the coming years."

"If you are interested, Lord Sora, I can introduce you to several merchant guilds from whom you might be able to acquire such materials."

Uchiha Sora shook his head and smiled. "If it were just ordinary materials, we wouldn't have traveled such a long distance."

"We need refined steel, but more importantly... chakra metal."

Chakra metal, or more formally, high-efficiency chakra-conductive mineral.

Just like White Fang's short blade, Orochimaru's Kusanagi Sword, or even the Seven Ninja Swords of the Mist, all contain a certain proportion of chakra metal.

It is an extremely rare metal, far more expensive than gold on the black market.

A suitable weapon made of chakra metal can significantly increase a ninja's combat strength!

The Land of Iron is the nation that produces the most chakra metal.

Mifune did not hesitate, shaking his head decisively.

"I apologize, but chakra metal is inherently scarce. The annual output is already spoken for, and there is certainly no surplus to sell."

Seeming to feel that his refusal was too abrupt and perhaps impolite, Mifune continued.

"The two of you have traveled a long way, so I am willing to gift you two blades containing over seven percent chakra metal."

"As for the rest... this humble one is afraid I cannot make the call."

Uchiha Sora remained unhurried, resting his chin on his hands as he said indifferently, "Naturally, I would not make things difficult for you, Lord Mifune."

"How about this..."

"Tell me, who ordered the chakra metal?"

"That way, it saves us the trouble of paying for it; we can just slaughter them and seize the goods when the time comes."

Mifune's brows furrowed tightly, and a bead of cold sweat seeped from his temple.

Are the normal people in the Uchiha clan... also this insane?

"Your Excellency... let us discuss this further."