The emissary handed over the letter and left.
Rasa gritted his back teeth and swallowed back the curse that rushed to his mouth.
"Oh, Lord Kazekage's concentration is really amazing."
Ai crossed his arms and sneered, causing the snow on the roof to fall.
He raised his hand and pointed at Rasa. The back of the hand that was still dripping tea was already very red.
"Taishan collapsed before it, but its color remains unchanged?"
Ai grinned widely.
"The back of your hand is almost cooked, why don't you just look at it?"
"Would you like me to call a medical ninja for you?"
Ōnoki hung in the air, touched the beard on his chin, and added lightly.
"Sunagakure Although he is poor, he can't even afford ointment to treat burns."
Rasa's face was livid, and the corners of his eyes kept twitching.
He slapped the gorgeous letter on the iron-wood table, and the red mark on the back of his hand immediately felt burning pain.
What the hell is going on?
All the show off just now turned into a slap in the face.
Rasa simply shut up and pretended that he had read the reply. No matter how much the three of them laughed, they pretended not to hear.
Yagura took off the long stick with hook on his back, and the head of the stick fell on the table with a crisp sound.
"Okay, save your saliva."
He curled his lips and his baby face sank.
"Now is not the time to laugh at him."
"Daimyō of the Land of Fire This letter makes it clear that this is a huge problem."
Ai slapped his palm on the table, causing several teacups to jump up.
"This is definitely a trap!"
"That damn fat guy Daimyō usually doesn't even want to look at us."
"Now you suddenly write a letter asking for an alliance?"
Ai's voice shook the ears of everyone in the room.
"Minato Namikaze must have colluded with him!"
"Using some small profits as bait to trick us into dividing our troops."
"When we enter the Land of Fire hinterland, then Chakra Armor Army will close the door and beat the dogs!"
"Do you really think people like Hidden Cloud have no brains?"
Ōnoki sneered and slowly floated back into the chair.
"Raikage, you think Daimyō Mansion those pigs are too smart."
His dry fingers fell on the table and tapped twice.
"Do you really think Daimyō and Konoha are wearing the same pants?"
"Konoha has now developed geothermal energy and occupied mineral resources."
"If they really don't even need military funding from the Daming Palace, what do you think the fat man will think?"
Ōnoki raised his eyelids, and his eyes flashed with light.
"The arrogance and stupidity of nobles never have a bottom line."
"If they feel that the dog in their hands is disobedient, they would rather smash the dog bowl or lure a few wild wolves in from outside to kill it."
"This letter is probably true."
The charcoal in the brazier cracked and made a few soft sounds.
None of the four people spoke again, their eyes touching the table several times.
The risk of a trap is there.
But what if this letter is true?
Daimyō of the Land of Fire personally responded internally and tore apart Konoha's defense line from the inside.
That's Land of Fire.
The most fertile land and the richest resources in Shinobi World.
As long as the tiger Konoha can be suppressed to death, the four villages will be able to have their mouths full of food on the territory of Land of Fire.
No one can easily refuse this temptation.
Even the pie painted by a pig is made of pure gold.
"Even if the letter is true, you can't rush into it when your head is hot."
Ōnoki was the first to break the silence.
"The details of Chakra Armor haven't been found out yet."
"I suggest that each village send its most elite ANBU first."
"Disguise yourself as a caravan and sneak into Land of Fire Capital City separately."
Ōnoki raised his hand and pointed to the map on the table, and drew a circle at the Capital City position with his skinny fingers.
"Go and meet that fat Daimyō, or his confidants."
"First confirm the authenticity of the secret letter, and then find out his trump card. We can discuss sending troops later."
Ai curled his lips and did not refute.
"That's it."
Yagura put the long staff on his back again.
"Before this, no one is allowed to act rashly."
Three old Fox gathered in the middle of the iron-wood table and discussed the route in low voices. Everyone wanted to find a safer sneaking passage for their own ANBU.
Rasa leaned back on the wide chair and did not join the discussion.
He stared at the secret letter in his hand that was filled with exaggerated rhetoric, and the more he looked at it, the more absurd it became.
Where did this fat man get the confidence to call him dignified Kazekage with a letter?
Rasa's fingers rubbed back and forth along the edge of the letter paper.
The paper has a hard texture and is the unique gold foil paper of Land of Fire.
His fingertips slid to the last page of the letter, pressed on the back of the seal, and then stopped.
Something is wrong.
This page is half a layer thicker than the previous pages.
There was a hard touch from where I pressed it, and there was something hidden inside the paper.
There is a mezzanine.
Rasa's heartbeat skipped half a beat.
A secret letter of this level, Daimyō actually has a mezzanine hidden inside?
Is this really top secret information?
Konoha Chakra Armor's fatal weakness?
Or is it the secret deployment map of the Land of Fire defense line?
Rasa pulled the letter paper closer, his face did not show any change, and his nails were inserted along the gap at the edge of the seal.
The fire paint cracked and made a tiny crackling sound.
A piece of thin paper that was hidden deeply was peeled out bit by bit by him.
This action cannot be hidden from the other three shadows in Council Chamber.
Ai's voice stopped.
Ōnoki's finger leaves the map.
Yagura also turned his attention.
The attention of everyone in the room fell on the note in Rasa's hand.
The note is only two fingers wide.
The four people's breathing became a little lighter.
Top secret information.
This is definitely the core secret that Daimyō of the Land of Fire really wants to convey.
Ōnoki opened his eyes wide.
Ai also leaned forward.
Rasa felt the gazes of the three people, and a burst of ecstasy surged in his chest.
Did you see it?
This is called destiny, do you, the son of destiny, understand?
You three were laughing at me just now.
Now this top-secret information has fallen into my hands, Kazekage.
He almost suppressed the smile on his lips, then narrowed his eyes and brought the note to his eyes with the light dancing in the brazier.
The ink on the note has not yet dried, the handwriting is wild and twisted, and the strokes have an uncomfortable energy.
Rasa Hold your breath and read the words above line by line.
At the end of reading, the expression on his face stopped midway.
There are no armor weaknesses on the note.
There is no defense layout plan.
There are only three sentences in the message written by Daimyō of the Land of Fire himself.
"After everything is done, Land of Fire needs a loyal dog to guard the door."
"This position is reserved for you Sunagakure."
"Remember to bring people to collect rewards on time."
Rasa The light under the eyes tightened.
Loyal dog?
Gatekeeper?
Asking for reward?
Are you talking to him?
This damn fat man actually treats Sunagakure, one of the dignified Five Great Ninja Villagess, as a wild dog that can be barked and drank at any time.
Rasa The blood on his face has completely faded.
The fire rushed up to the Tianling Cap along his neck.
The Gold Dust Cube at his feet, which had been quiet all night, heard a muffled sound, and the surface of the cube cracked, scattering into Gold Dust all over the ground in an instant.
The gold powder rolled up with Chakra and covered the ground of Council Chamber.
Rasa stood up and slapped his palm on the iron wooden table.
A crack as wide as an arm broke out on the hard tabletop, and sawdust flew around.
"Daimyō of the Land of Fire!"
Rasa's eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse with anger.
"You really deserve to die!"
The roar rushed out of Council Chamber, and even the snow on the Shogun's Mansion's outer porch was shaken off.
The violent Chakra swept across the room, and the katana hanging on the wall hit the knife holder one after another, making a loud noise.
Ai, Ōnoki and Yagura both stopped in place.
The three of them looked at the crazy Rasa, and an idea came to their minds at the same time.
What the hell is going on?
Weren't you still looking for information just now?
Why did you become so angry after just one glance at the note?
So what is written on it that can force a shadow to lose control on the spot?
Ai frowned and stood up.
"What are you crazy about?"
Ōnoki was hanging in the air, even forgetting to stroke the beard on his hands.
"Kazekage, where is the concentration you just mentioned?"
"Shut the hell up!"
Rasa growled with red eyes.
He couldn't listen to anyone's words now, and there was only one thought left in his mind.
Peel off that fat guy's skin and stuff it into the sand to make a specimen.