On the cliff, the evening breeze carried a hint of heat.
The parchment scroll that Kato Yosuke over was entirely wrapped in a layer of dazzling bright yellow silk.
At the very center was a supreme vermilion seal, about the size of a palm, engraved with a flame emblem.
Top Secret Edict from the Daimyo's Mansion of the Land of Fire!
Senju Kenya held a white jade pipe in one hand, while casually tearing open a piece of silk with the other.
He casually glanced at it.
"Boss, Daming Prefecture is truly enraged this time."
Kato Yosuke adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, his tone carrying a hint of the coldness and shrewdness characteristic of a businessman:
"Those old nobles who fled Pakura in a panic a few days ago have all gone to the capital to wail and plead their case to the emperor."
"They slandered you to the Daimyo, saying that you held absolute power in Konoha, usurped the Hokage's Hokage, abolished the elders, and arbitrarily killed important officials, making you a traitorous minister plotting rebellion."
"The Daimyo believes... that your achievements have become too great and seriously threaten the Daimyo's rule over Konoha."
Kenya shook the long scroll in his hand.
The above content, spanning thousands of words, is filled with incisive and scathing remarks crafted using the highest-level classical language.
It not only listed "ten major crimes of deceiving the emperor," such as Kenya's unauthorized execution of Danzo and violent disbandment of the elders.
Furthermore, he severely condemned Kenya's presumptuous act of establishing " Iron Fist Heavy Industries " without authorization and monopolizing the Shinobi World's building materials market.
And on the last line of the document.
The daimyo, in an extremely arrogant tone, issued three death orders:
First, order that Iron Fist Heavy Industries be immediately and unconditionally taken over by the Daimyo of the Land of Fire, with all profits to be turned over to the national treasury!
Second, all of Konoha's regular fiscal reserves and strategic military spending for the second half of the year will be frozen indefinitely, and not a single penny will be allocated!
Third, he ordered Senju Kenya to personally travel to the capital, Daming Prefecture, within three days, in a small entourage, to kneel and plead guilty, and await his fate!
"Clatter!"
A piece of gravel was crushed into powder by a violent, monstrous force.
"That fat, bloated idiot! Does he even deserve to be called a monarch?!"
A fiery red thunderbolt suddenly exploded from behind the forest path!
Tsunade, draped in the Hokage cloak and exuding an overwhelming killing intent, strode over.
She snatched the edict from Kenya's hand, and after only glancing at it twice, the veins on her forehead bulged out completely!
"Snap!"
The entire precious parchment manuscript was crushed into a pile of dust in Tsunade's palm by the violent Chakra!
"When Orochimaru stormed the village, the Daimyo's imperial guards ran faster than rabbits!"
"When the Chunin Ninja Exams were ruined and the whole village was in imminent danger, that fat pig hid in the air-raid shelter and wet his pants in fear!"
Tsunade trembled with rage, her beautiful eyes practically spitting fire.
"If Kenya hadn't shattered Shukaku with one Kenya and smashed Eight-Headed Serpent with one slap, he would have been a pile of rotten flesh inside Orochimaru's belly by now!"
"Now that the situation has largely stabilized, he's suddenly remembered his lofty and powerful name?!"
"How dare they freeze the military funds for the entire village of ninjas? And even order the Senju to kneel down and beg for forgiveness?!"
Shikaku Nara had rushed over, stood to the side, gently closing his folding fan, his face showing reluctance:
" Lady Tsunade, please calm down."
"Although the Daimyo lacks Ninjutsu and martial prowess, in the traditional legal system of the Shinobi World, he is the undisputed secular supreme ruler of the Land of Fire."
Shikaku sighed and analyzed rationally:
"For decades since the founding of Konoha, no matter how strong the Hokage was, they were nominally subordinate to the Daimyo and their military expenses depended entirely on the Daimyo's allocation."
"If we openly defy the imperial decree, the Daimyo Prefecture will morally declare Konoha a rebellion, and may even join forces with the Daimyo of the other four great nations to impose an economic and reputational blockade on us..."
Shikaku looked at Kenya and suggested in a deep voice:
"Should Lady Tsunade personally write a letter, or should the merchant guild allocate 20% of the heavy industry shares to the Daimyo Prefecture, taking the step of political negotiation to smooth things over?"
In the mindset of traditional strategists like Shikaku.
The official name represents legitimacy and is a symbol of integrity that cannot be easily overturned.
However.
Listening to Tsunade's fury, and Shikaku's mature and prudent advice to compromise.
Senju Kenya burst out laughing.
He pulled a big, bright red apple from his pocket, took a bite out of it, and chewed it with a crisp sound.
"Political consultation? Profit sharing?"
Kenya swallowed the apple flesh, picked at his ear with his little finger, his face full of undisguised absurdity and mockery:
" Shikaku, Shikaku, I think you've been brainwashed and made stupid by those old-fashioned intellectuals too."
"Let me ask you a question."
Kenya raised his eyelids, his gaze like two drawn blades, sending a shiver down Shikaku's spine.
"Who shed their blood and sweat to protect this vast land of the Land of Fire?!"
"Who risked their lives to defend against the formidable enemy on the border?!"
"That bunch of pampered good-for-nothings in Daming Prefecture can eat delicacies every day, is it because of Daming's big mouth and his empty promises, or because of the fists of these tough guys under my command?!"
A barrage of three extremely blunt questions plunged the entire room into a deathly silence.
To put it bluntly!
Kenya sneered and casually tossed the remaining half of the apple core into the nearby mountain breeze.
"Those parasites who only know how to eat, drink, be merry, and plunder the people's wealth can't even unleash the most basic Great Fireball."
"How dare you defecate and urinate on the heads of ninjas who bled and died?!"
"His achievements overshadowed the emperor?"
Kenya took a sudden half-step forward, and the hard granite slab beneath his feet shattered with a deafening roar, cracking open in countless spiderweb-like fissures!
Dark gold Armament Haki surged violently around him, his eyes as arrogant as an ancient tyrant who regarded all things as mere straw dogs.
"I'll show him what's going on today, those eyes that're blinded by lard!"
"On this land forged by power, who the hell is the true 'master'?!"
"You dare to withhold my military funds, and you even dare to convict me of ten major crimes?"
Kenya, with a white jade pipe between his teeth, grinned with a cruel smile that sent chills down one's spine.
"Walk!"
"Go to Daming Prefecture and have a proper talk with that fat bastard!"
Kenya: Let's go to Daming Prefecture and reason with them.