As Long as I Have No Morals, Konoha Can't Touch Me!
Chapter 221

Ange of a Village, Yet Not an Ounce of Composure?

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After a while, the Council Chamber side door opened again, and the four guards who had just reported the news retrieved the secret message and returned behind their respective shadows.

In their hands, they all had a secret black gold letter sealed with dark fire paint, and the seal was neatly stamped with the coat of arms of Daimyō's Office of the Land of Fire.

Ōnoki scanned the coat of arms on the black gold secret letter, and became vigilant.

Daimyō of the Land of Fire's emissary chased them all the way to the ice and snow of Land of Iron. Obviously, he was not here to ask whether they had eaten breakfast.

"Why is this fat man here to join in the fun again!"

Raikage A was the most impatient and pulled the thick letter over.

Brushing his thumb roughly along the seal, the paint cracked.

Ai first scanned the end of the letter paper to confirm the iconic gap at the edge of the Daimyō private seal, and then turned back to the beginning.

The letter was unfolded, and at the beginning it was full of official talk about being united and adhering to the common cause.

Ai only read three lines before a cold snort escaped his nose.

These well-fed aristocrats always write in circles, and even an important sentence has to be wrapped in three layers of red tape.

After reading two more paragraphs, Ai's eyes stopped on a line of words, and the impatience on his face disappeared.

The letter clearly states in black and white that Daimyō of the Land of Fire is willing to form an alliance with Land of Lightning to jointly defeat Konoha.

If Raikage sends troops, Konoha's minerals and some border interests can be divided after the war.

Ai turned to the last page and read it again. There was no Daimyo of the Land of Lightning duplicate seal, only the notched private seal of Daimyō of the Land of Fire.

This is not a letter of alliance between the two countries at all. Daimyō of the Land of Fire clearly wants to bypass the courts of various countries and directly use Konoha's interests to buy Hidden Cloud to send troops.

"Fuck!"

The sound in Council Chamber made the tea shake, and even the guard standing behind Ai shrank his shoulders.

No matter how much trouble Konoha makes, it is still Land of Fire's own village of ninja.

Now Daimyō wants to open the country's gates and invite other villages in, but they still have to tear down their own courtyard walls.

Ai slapped the secret letter on the iron-wood table, pressed the corner of the letter with his palm, and folded it to make a deep mark.

"Did Daimyō take the wrong medicine this morning?"

Ōnoki was so shocked that his ears buzzed, and he picked up the secret letter belonging to Iwagakure with suspicion.

Daimyō of the Land of Fire has always had his eyes set high above his head, and would not even look at these ninjas in the eyes. Ōnoki originally thought that the letter was full of reprimands.

When he slowly opened the envelope and saw clearly what was on the paper, the wrinkles on his face quickly squeezed into one place.

The letter first praised Iwagakure as a northern barrier, then promised Mining District benefits and post-war compensation, but the next paragraph directly targeted Konoha.

Ōnoki brought the letter closer to the light and read it again.

Land of Fire used his own Mining District to hire other villages to attack his own Ninja Village. This was a deal that even Ōnoki, who had lived for most of his life, had never seen before.

"Is this old guy afraid that Land of Fire won't die fast enough?"

He stroked his beard and looked at Ai, his eyelids twitching twice in succession.

Yagura next to him just picked up the tea cup and took a sip of hot tea, then he read the letter praising Kirigakure for his bravery at sea and his blood connection.

Then he promised to pay extra reward if he got the armor sample.

A mouthful of hot tea squirted all over the map. Yagura held the edge of the table and coughed for a long time, his cheeks turning red from the choking.

"Is this old guy really crazy?"

Yagura pulled a cloth to wipe off the tea on the map, and read the lines of words back and forth twice.

Let him lead the troops of Mizukage to work for Land of Fire, and also face the monster village where all members are wearing physics cheats.

"Does Minato Namikaze know that Daimyō of the Land of Fire is acting as a traitor behind his back?"

Yagura threw his weapon on the table, causing the tea cup next to him to jump.

This fat man tried to buy Kirigakure Ninja's life with a few empty words and an IOU. He really thought they were just fools.

When the three letters made noise one after another, Kazekage Rasa, who had been silent until now, was still sitting in the large chair, without even changing his posture.

Gold Dust Cube stood quietly at his feet, with a few grains of fine sand brought from Land of Wind on the surface of his clothes.

Rasa twitched the corner of his mouth, even opening his mouth felt redundant.

A broken letter can make them lose their temper like this. These three guys have never seen any big scenes.

"I mean, the three of you are like the shadow of a village. Can you have some basic concentration?"

Rasa picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip, his posture was so calm that there was no fault in it.

"The more I live, the more I return. Even if the letter says that Fourth Great Ninja War will be opened tomorrow, it should be the same as before the mountain collapsed."

Ōnoki and Ai's eyes met on the table, and then moved to Rasa.

"Okay, you have good concentration, I want to see if you can hold on to this style later."

Ai crossed his arms and leaned on the back of the chair, with no intention of hiding the sneer on his face.

Rasa is too lazy to talk to these two guys who are waiting to see a joke.

He picked up the paint with his fingernails, folded the envelope along the crease, and held it squarely at hand.

The first page of the letter was filled with gorgeous words such as neighborly friendship and mutual dependence.

A nobleman would have to fill a letter with so much boring nonsense. If he had the time, he might as well just send some cash.

Rasa snorted, skipped the previous paragraph, and casually turned to the middle of the next page.

When his eyes fell on those lines of words, the tea cup shook a little.

The hot tea poured on the back of the hand and flowed down the wrist into the cuff, but Rasa didn't bother to wipe it.

Damn it?

All the curses in his mind came to mind, and Rasa turned back to the previous page to make sure that he had not missed any key content.

The previous page was still talking about benevolence, justice and morality, but the next page turned out to be four villages joining forces to attack Konoha.

Rasa quickly turned to the last page, stared at the notched Daimyō of the Land of Fire seal, and then checked the previous content again.

The seal is genuine and the words have not changed. He did not hit Genjutsu.

Daimyō of the Land of Fire really plans to use a few bags of old grain to send Sunagakure to die on the Western Front.

Yagura couldn't hold it back at first, laughter leaked out from behind the palms covering his mouth.

"Who just said that we don't have concentration? Lord Kazekage's concentration is so powerful that we can't even put hot tea into our sleeves without even bothering to wipe it."

Ai patted the iron wooden table and laughed loudly, causing several teacups to jingle.

"Pretend, keep pretending, I thought you could really remain calm, why can't you even hold the cup steady now?"

Ōnoki stroked his beard and slowly made the final cut.

"I thought Lord Kazekage's cultivation was much higher than the three of us, but it turns out it's nothing more than that."

Rasa's face darkened, and the hand holding the letter tightened tighter and tighter.

These three shameless bastards.

He swallowed the breath slowly, and suppressed the curses surging in his mind.

I talked too much just now, and now I can't even hold the tea cup. I have to make amends for this situation no matter what.

He closed the letter paper along the crease and threw it back on the table. Only his back molars were still clenching tightly.

"Is this Daimyō of the Land of Fire completely crazy?"

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