Chapter 103 End of Comic Exhibition

   "Oh, come out so soon, it seems to be over."

   Whirlpool Mito smiled lightly.

  Da Ming is not in a good mood, so he snorted and didn't answer.

  The three generations pondered for a moment and asked: "Your Excellency, what have you met?"

  Illusory Realm, except for Akabane and the people who have personally experienced it, it is difficult to understand what happened.

   "Yes, grandpa, what is the fifth wave?"

  Erika is also very curious.

  Da Ming opened his mouth, feeling a little hard to speak.

   Could it be said that he became Hokage Guardian Konoha, and was not cut for a second in the end?

  Also, the last sentence is a mockery!

  The fifth wave?

  Three generations raised their pipes in embarrassment.

  Although I don’t know the details, it seems that Da Ming lost miserably.

  Why this kid doesn’t know how to measure, can’t he let the water go...

  After thinking for a long time, he still didn't know how to comfort him.

   "Sun Slash, can the Unreal game be used again?"

  The more I think about it, the more unwilling it is.

  "Such a large-scale illusion, do you think you can use it as many times as you want?"

  Uzumaki Mito said gruffly.

   "Your Lord, like this kind of illusion, one use is the limit."

  Three generations explained.

"I see."

  Daimyo sighed, then after thinking about it, he said, "Sorry, I don't know much about ninjas."

ha?

  Uzumaki Mito's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it-this stubborn old fellow would even apologize!

   "The talent of your daimyo is not in ninjutsu and fighting, but in ruling and managing the entire country."

  Three generations sighed and said, "In comparison, ninjas are just a tool of war."

  "War is a profound knowledge. The remaining life of me should not be enough to study and understand."

  Daimyo lay down tired.

  With a blow, his interest in the game dropped rapidly.

   "It's good for you to have this consciousness."

  Uzumaki Mito is unceremonious and mocks.

  At this time, Akabane, Jilaiya, Shumao, and Zixiao came to the stand, and the four were about to salute the daimyo...

   "Forget it!"

  Da Ming's face was very ugly, his eyes were staring at Zi Lai Ya, and his heart was very angry.

  This white-haired guy is very similar to the nasty guy in the fantasy world!

   "My lord, it's time for the comic show to end here, is it an announcement?"

   Akabane bowed and asked.

   "Akaba, you consume a lot of money, so go to rest. I'll just tell you the news of the end."

  Three generations smiled.

"Yes!"

  Although the chakra consumption is not that big, Akabane is of course happy to be lazy.

  Daimyo wanted to stay a little longer, but when he saw Jiraiya’s face, he thought of words like "rookie", "wow", and "good fight".

   "That's it, Erika, we should go back."

  He beckoned to let people support themselves.

  Erixiang is a little bit reluctant, but the comic exhibition has ended, and they must return to the Daming Mansion.

  'S guards pulled the carriage over, while Erika and another of his men helped the daimyo and walked to the side of the carriage step by step.

  At this time, he suddenly stopped.

   "Mito, maybe we won't meet again after this time."

  Life is short. At this point, one more day will be earned.

  Daimyo raised his head, and whispered, "The Uzumaki country...I'm sorry."

"get out."

  Uzumaki Mito waved his hand, his tone was not good.

  Tsunade did not speak.

  It seems that the negotiation is not going well...

   Akabane thought to himself.

  Wait when the daimyo got on the carriage and gradually disappeared from the mountain road, Uzumaki Mito sighed in a sense of sorrow.

  Their generation will eventually come to an end.

   "The comic show has ended, everyone will go back to the village to rest."

  Three generations use chakras to amplify the sound.

  The audience in the rest of the stands heard the sound, and then looked around and found that the daimyo was ready to leave, and one by one knew that the comic show was really going to end.

"This is the end?"

   "It feels so short, I haven't played for long!"

   "Wait for the next time, I am afraid it will be a long time later..."

  Many people are reluctant to leave, including the ninjas.

   is just a short and rough comic exhibition, but for those who have very little entertainment life, it is already an activity worthy of nostalgia.

   "The comic exhibition does not necessarily have to be held in the village, as long as everyone is interested, you can also host the comic exhibition."

   Akabane stood up and said.

   "Hold a comic show by yourself?"

  Everyone was stunned for a moment, and some of their minds didn’t turn around—can they hold a performance for the daimyo themselves?

   "Ah... the show can be big or small, and it's not a serious activity in itself."

  Three generations said with a light cough.

  If he hadn't advocated inviting big names, this comic show would indeed be a small spontaneous performance.

"I see."

  Everyone's eyes lit up after listening.

  They just thought that this kind of event would become a large-scale official event just like the Chunin test.

  It turns out that it can be held by itself...

   "Great, grandma, I want to play the role of Mito-sama."

  A little girl yelled happily.

   "Idiot, Mito-sama is not a manga character!"

  "……"

  Noisy voices, what does not change is everyone’s cheerful laughter.

  Their voices are already weak in the central stand, but for the ninja, this is not a problem.

  Three generations took a glance, proud and satisfied.

However……

  "Hey, teacher, don't think that you can not give money!"

   Tsunade curled his lips and said.

   "Three generations of adults, you must not forget the things you promised."

   Akabane followed suit.

  Isn't he fighting like this to bring the caravan to the Kingdom of Wind?

  It would be uncomfortable to cross the river and demolish the bridge for three generations.

  Jilai's mentality exploded when he heard it: "You are all good, what about me? I worked so hard to paint, but I was torn by the princess!"

   "You are a fool, you are ashamed to say that your own paintings, painting such rude things in public, it is so embarrassing to us Konoha."

  Tsunade sneered.

   "Okay, the benefits will not be less."

  Three generations sighed, they are really unlovable children.

but……

  What a pity!

   "Well, you guys go back and rest too."

  Uzumaki Mito smiled faintly.

"Yes!"

  Tsunade was very happy, Uzumaki Mito meant that she would not interfere with money.

   Akabane is curious about the outcome of the negotiation, but he is not in a hurry.

  In the end, you will know that you don’t have to rush for a while, but you will be easily caught by staying here.

  A group of people turned around, preparing to evacuate.

   "Then, goodbye."

  Zi Xiao walked at the end, bowed slightly and said goodbye before following everyone's footsteps.

  Uzumaki Mito watched them leave and sighed softly.

  At this time, Danzo walked out from the dark.

   "Monkey, Danzo, I, an old ninja, don’t think of Konoha. I will leave it to you in Uzumaki Country."

  Uzumaki Mito sighed.

   "Mito-sama, please rest assured, I will do my best."

   Danzo is rarely serious.

   Regardless of interests or feelings, he will go all out to help the Maelstrom family.

   "Even if most of them can't be ninjas, but at least..."

  Three generations smoked halfway through.

  In the end, the daimyo gave way to this negotiation-he allowed some of the Uzumaki tribe to escape into the land of fire, but except for the Uzumaki clan in Konoha, the rest must remain anonymous and can no longer be ninjas.

  (End of this chapter)