On top of that, the Ninja Blades Raito had personally modified received no small boost in power. Even an ordinary Jonin could pick one up and exchange a few blows with an expert.
The only potential problem was having someone snatch the blade barehanded in the middle of a fight. Losing it that way would be utterly humiliating.
After assigning Kisame Hoshigaki his task, Raito walked side by side with Mei Terumi through the streets of Kirigakure, surrounded by damp mist.
"How's the battle with Kumogakure over the islands going?"
Raito suddenly remembered the matter and asked casually.
At the mention of it, a rare smile appeared on Mei Terumi's face, delight showing in her eyes and brows.
"The results have been excellent!"
"As soon as Chōjūrō and Haku reached the front, they wiped out an elite Kumogakure squad of thirty as easily as slicing vegetables and drove them straight back into the sea!"
"And that's... it?"
Mei Terumi shook her head and sighed. "It's nowhere near that easy. That was only the appetizer. Next, Kumogakure will keep sending elite troops like rabid dogs to demand territory from us."
"Now it's a battle of attrition. Whoever can't hold out and backs down first, or whoever loses patience first and sends a Kage-level fighter to break the balance, loses!"
"When that happens, the losing side will have to give up the islands and pull its defensive lines back!"
What was this?
An unspoken rule of the Shinobi World?
Probably!
Raito shrugged indifferently. "Haku and Chōjūrō will be fine. As long as the other side doesn't cheat and send out some Kage-level old monster, they'll have a hard time losing against anyone at their level."
Watching Raito's brimming confidence, Mei Terumi couldn't help reflecting.
Before Raito arrived, thorny conflicts like this often