Konoha: The Birth of the Ninja Clan - Chapter 185

c183 A seemingly unfair fight

After finally registering, the housekeeper noticed the three Suzukis standing beside them.

After seeing the forehead protectors on their heads, he sent the warriors who came to apply for a martial arts competition in the Lord’s Mansion, and walked up to the three of them with small steps.

The butler bowed slightly: “A few distinguished guests from Konoha! What’s the purpose of your visit?”

In front of outsiders, Suzuki appeared polite. He gave the mayor’s butler a hand, pointed at Ganta and Jiro, and said gently to him: “I took two students out to do a mission, and happened to meet your mansion recruiting samurai. My students are very curious about samurai battles, and I don’t know if we are allowed to observe them.”

“Oh?” The housekeeper looked up and glanced at Wanta and Jiro. Seeing that they were young and each carrying a big gourd behind their backs, he seemed to have thought of something.

His expression changed and he became more polite. When he saw that Suzuki was hiding the identities of Ganta and the others, he did not expose them. He followed Suzuki’s words and praised them: “Konoha is really a place of outstanding people. Judging from the extraordinary temperament of these two young brothers, they must be the best among them. follow me!”

As he said that, he led the three of them towards the largest building in the town.

When a few people arrived at the mayor’s mansion, the housekeeper said politely to the three of them: “Wait a moment, you three. I’ll go in and let you know!”

“That’s right! The butler can help himself!” After Suzuki finished speaking, he watched the butler hurried into the mansion alone. He took Ganta and Jiro to wait outside.

There were shouts from time to time in the mansion, and it was obvious that the warriors had already started competing.

Listening to the shouts inside, Jiro felt anxious.

Seeing him like this, Suzuki joked: “What? I’m curious? In fact, samurai fighting is just like that, otherwise they wouldn’t be eliminated by ninjas.”

“Your Excellency, your tone of voice is too loud, isn’t it?” Just as Suzuki finished speaking, several people walked out of the door. The previous butler was walking aside with his arms hunched over, looking at Suzuki and the others anxiously.

One of the rich middle-aged men was the mayor at first glance. He was also following humbly behind a burly middle-aged man wearing a black kimono and wearing wooden clogs with an Odachi on his waist.

The person who spoke just now was this middle-aged man. It seemed that his status in the Iron Country was not low.

“Who is he?” Suzuki looked at the more familiar butler among the group and asked in confusion.

“Ouch! My Six Paths Immortal! Why did these two start fighting each other when we first met?” The housekeeper was also very anxious at this time. If he couldn’t handle this matter well, then his master, the rich town man next to him, would suffer. It will be bad luck if you grow up. His master couldn’t afford to offend any of these.

When he saw Suzuki’s gaze, he saw Ganta looking curiously at his master’s distinguished guest, and his heart brightened.

He hurriedly followed Suzuki’s words and introduced: “Several distinguished guests from Konoha. This is the deputy of Admiral Mifune of the Grand Shogun’s Palace, and he is also the famous swordsman of the Iron Country, Mr. Tamaheda.”

“Tamabe Sword Master!” But the butler’s next operation made everyone present stunned. He bypassed Suzuki, who seemed to be the leader of the three-person team, and pointed directly at the two and a half-year-old Maruta behind him and said,

“These two gentlemen are the gods of ninja! Your Excellency Yuda’s two young gentlemen! They are also distinguished guests invited by our mayor!”

He obviously planned to use Yuda’s name to make the de facto second-in-command of the Iron Kingdom give up pursuing Suzuki’s rashness just now.

But he obviously underestimated the pride of a traditional warrior.

Sword Master Tamaben hadn’t paid much attention to the three of them at first. He just saw Suzuki looking down on the samurai, so he questioned them.

But when he heard that those two humble boys were actually the sons of Yuda, the so-called ninja god, his competitive spirit was completely aroused.

Because his idol, Mifune, who was also known as the strongest samurai in the Iron Kingdom, was defeated by a guy who was also known as the demigod of the ninja world when he was young.

This is a shame for him who has never been out of the Iron Kingdom since he was a child and has always been regarded as a genius.

“Since they are the sons of His Excellency Yuda, they must be quite strong. Since this ninja looks down on samurai, let me teach you the clever tricks of the Ninja God!”

Although Yubian said it politely, his tone did not allow him to refuse.

Seeing that the second-in-command of the Iron Kingdom was so shameless, he actually challenged two children to a fight.

The housekeeper was anxious: “Sir…”

But as soon as his words came out, Yubei stopped him: “Don’t he look down on samurai? If he thinks it’s unfair, then he can challenge him!”

It turned out that Tamanabe had no intention of taking action against the two children in the first place. What he just said was to block Suzuki’s escape route.

“Haha! I haven’t been out for a few years, so I seem to be underestimated!” Suzuki laughed to himself after understanding Tamanabe’s plan.

“What? Your Excellency is afraid!” Yubei put his right hand on the handle of the sword and stared coldly at Suzuki, who had become cynical at this moment.

“It’s over! Grandpa Suzuki is angry!” Anyone who is familiar with Suzuki knows that in front of outsiders, as long as he shows the same cynical attitude when getting along with acquaintances, it means that he has no intention of holding back.

So when Ganta saw Suzuki’s appearance, he worriedly said to his brother.

But he turned around and saw that his brother seemed to be getting excited too.

I saw Jiro’s face flushed, holding the short blade on his waist and eager to try.

No wonder Jiro was so excited. His swordsmanship master inherited the expertise of the Hatake Yuda family, and he had always heard his master, Hatake Sakumo, say that the Land of Iron was the home of swordsmanship.

Seeing a top samurai at this time, how could he not be excited by Jiro, who has always regarded sword skills as his life.

Just when Suzuki and Tamanabe couldn’t help but take action, Jiro jumped out and stood between them.

He looked back at Suzuki, who had already taken out a kunai, and begged: “Grandpa Suzuki! Can you leave this game to me?”

“Haha!” Seeing Jiro standing up, Suzuki chuckled.

He put away the kunai and casually told Jiro: “Then you have to hurry up, otherwise you won’t be able to see the samurai inside after all the competition.” Obviously he was full of confidence in Jiro’s strength.

“Damn it!” Yubian dared to provoke him when he saw a kid. At this time, he didn’t care about the identity of the kid in front of him.

“Mayor Ichiro! Find us a secluded place. I want to teach Yuda a lesson for this ungrateful boy.”

“This…” Mayor Ichiro was paralyzed when he saw that a majestic sword master from Tamanabe was really going to compete with Yuda’s underage son.

“Ah… yes! Yes! Please come with me!” After regaining consciousness, Mayor Ichiro could only lead a few people to an open space on the edge of the town.

“Master! How will this end today?” The housekeeper looked at the two figures, one large and one small, facing each other in the middle of the open space, then looked at the two Suzukis on the other side who were staring at the middle of the field, and approached the mayor and asked quietly.