Red sand dust

"what happened?"

Gaara was a little surprised. The samurai of the Iron Kingdom were so rigorous in their conduct, so they should not make mistakes.

"I gonna go see!"

Daimaru stood up;

"Be careful, we are not in a village after all..."

"good!"

Daimaru pushed open the door and walked out, heading towards the direction of the noise.

After a while, Terumi Mei's guard Qing's old-fashioned and stern scolding came.

"I have already told you that I don't need your service and you are not allowed to come near me. Why do you bother me without saying hello? Are you a spy sent by another village to get information?"

The follower Mizukage, with his arms folded across his chest and a look of dissatisfaction and disgust on his face, scolded a tall figure in full armor with his face hidden in a helmet. The messy tea sets and signs of being soaked on the ground, Let people roughly understand what is going on.

As Daimaru approached, Nara Shikaku and Huangtu, who were attracted by the sound, appeared in Daimaru's sight. Only Kirabi didn't know where he was, and the burly Raikage Fourth Generation Ai looked over curiously.

"what happened?"

Mifune, who arrived belatedly, approached with two guards and asked his compatriots,

"Are you... Funahashi?"

Even if they are familiar compatriots, it is probably impossible to accurately identify them with this appearance.

"Who let you get close?"

"It's me! Sorry, I accidentally angered the distinguished guest..."

Mifune frowned and waved his hand, gesturing for his subordinates to leave quickly. Hearing bursts of crisp applause, Daimaru, who was walking closer, said with a playful expression:

"I thought something happened and the person who disturbed everyone's rest was just a rude idiot..."

Mifune looked at the young man who seemed to have malicious intentions with a headache:

"I'm sorry, we didn't entertain you well, I will apologize later..."

"Mifune-dono, we can still appreciate your kindness, and your willingness to protect your subordinates is also worthy of appreciation, but..."

Daimaru approached slowly and glared at the armored man named Funabashi from close range.

"You have more malice than old Tsuchikage. I'm very curious to know which samurai is so dissatisfied with me..."

"Did you make a mistake?"

Mifune asked the frivolous Daimaru displeasedly,

"It's just an oversight, that's not it..."

"Ah……"

Daimaru, who was smiling, suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the helmet in front of him, and crushed it with a little force. An ordinary-looking warrior with thick eyebrows was grabbed by his head and lifted up by Daimaru.

"If I make a mistake, I will compensate the Iron Country one tael of silver. If...hey, it seems that I can't be wrong..."

Daimaru, who chuckled lightly, rounded the figure in his hand and slammed it to the ground. The force was so strong that the thick armor was broken. The figure on the ground screamed and spit out a mouthful of blood, and then in the surprised eyes of everyone , transformed into a white humanoid monster.

"Who...what are you?"

Mifune, who was at a close range, held the hilt of the sword at his waist. The two guards took out their long knives and pointed them at the white monster on the ground.

"This thing is mine..."

Daimaru released the Star Puppet Thread, subdued the severely injured White Zetsu clone, and lifted it up with a happy face.

"I don't know who the samurai Funabashi of your Iron Country is, and I don't want to know. In short, this thing is a trophy I captured, and no one is allowed to touch it..."

"you……"

Mifune stopped his men from making any further moves, stepped forward and said seriously,

"This is the Kingdom of Iron. We are responsible for maintaining the order outside the Five Shadows Conference..."

"Hmm...Okay! Let's just treat it like this..."

Without stopping, Daimaru put away the newly acquired White Zetsu clone and clapped his hands.

"I think you should go find the senior named 'Funabashi'? Maybe he is still alive! In addition, there may be more than one of them. You are under great pressure to maintain order. Make sure you talk to me Do you care?"

After all, he was the leader of a village. The decisive Mifune immediately called his subordinates to examine the defense loopholes of the Five Shadows Conference.

"Hey, do you think that if you sit with a shadow, you will become a shadow?"

Qing, who was watching the development of the matter, spat lightly and mocked disdainfully at the backs of the warriors.

"Mifune is quite capable..."

Daimaru responded casually.

The country of nondescript samurai can be passed down to this day, and Mifune, as the leader, is indispensable. Generally speaking, this person can still understand the embarrassing situation of samurai in the ninja world.

In addition to the five major countries in the ninja world, there are so many countries struggling to survive. Even the country of Taki, which has tailed beasts, cannot survive alone. Why can the country of iron remain neutral?

In the great ninja wars again and again, he can lead the samurai to defend themselves and live a good life. Such a leader is still very competent.

"A small country with few people, no matter what, has its limits..."

Qing shook his head and stopped paying attention to those warriors.

"What is that thing?"

"It's not convenient to say too much here. Soon everyone will know..."

"That weirdo..."

Terumi Mei, who followed the sound, asked with enlightenment,

"Is it related to that organization?"

Terumi Mei, who has experienced the changes of the Fourth Mizukage, still knows a little about the "Akatsuki" organization.

"Absolutely! I thought they wouldn't come, but I didn't expect that they would actually show their flaws..."

After waving his hand, Daimaru turned and walked back.

"They...appeared again?"

Gaara asked with a somewhat serious expression.

Daimaru nodded:

"They're just spies. The presence of the Five Shadows is enough to bulldoze a great ninja village. There shouldn't be any serious problems..."

In the future, friendly forces are still arguing, and the enemy is not ready yet. This is not the time to start a fight.

However, due to sudden changes, the meeting's resumption time may have to be postponed again.

"Daimaru, your communication with Mizukage seems to be very casual. You can talk and laugh. You have a good relationship!"

"Abandon some utilitarianism, it is actually easier to make good friends, especially those who have confessed their secrets! No matter how curious you are, I will not tell you her irrelevant privacy unless..."

Daimaru rubbed his hands and said with a smile,

"Give me another good place. Our hot spring hotel is almost ready to be planned..."

"no!"

What he wants is not enough. Gaara doesn't want to build some kind of hot spring hotel for Daimaru. It would be too wasteful to build such a thing in the desert.

…

Hundreds of meters away, the yin-yang-faced weirdo who sensed that his clone had lost control and was wrapped in reeds said to his companion wearing a whirlpool mask:

"As expected, it doesn't work. The opponent has a way to see through the art of bartering. No wonder several of my clones were eliminated for no reason..."

"How can a transformation technique that can even simulate chakra be seen through?"

"I don't know. There are so many secret techniques in the ninja world. Who knows which one can just restrain me?"