Traveling through Naruto: I am the strongest rotten person!

The daimyo had recruited the most powerful ninjas and samurai from the daimyo mansion. He fought against more than 100 people by himself, but he didn't believe that the man was really as powerful as when he said harsh words.

Madara sympathized with him who had never seen the world. Since he had no knowledge, he showed it to him so that he could gain knowledge. By the way, he understood that if the two Senju brothers had not sincerely maintained a cooperative relationship with him, they would have called him. After snatching her sister back, how could she still be manipulated by him so honestly?

Madara didn't understand this kind of power, but he knew that in the face of absolutely powerful power, all the twists and turns were unnecessary.

The moment those ninjas rushed towards Madara with weapons in hand, powerful chakra erupted from Madara's body. These chakras instantly materialized and became the physical shape of a skeleton warrior. Then the skeleton was covered with muscles and quickly put on armor. The appearance of a double-faced warrior god is comparable in size to a mountain peak.

Susanoo broke through the roof of the Daming Mansion. For a moment, bricks and tiles flew randomly, causing the entire Daming Mansion to shake. People were running away, and the scene turned into a mess.

Facing such absolutely crushing strength, the ninjas and samurai who obeyed the daimyo were dumbfounded. This was not something their level could fight against.

From beginning to end, Madara easily won the battle without even swinging a single fist.

The daimyo was so frightened that he almost peed on his seat. He had nothing to say. He unconsciously tightened his clothes, and his back was soaked with cold sweat.

He looked at Madara as if he were looking at an evil ghost, and his fearful look was too ugly for an ugly person to bear to look at.

"This is the strength of ninjas. This is the power that you were forced to grow stronger by hiring ninja families to kill each other in order to expand your territory and reduce the number of ninjas."

"..."

The current daimyo has never done this kind of thing, but he knows that his father, grandfather and even people above him have done this kind of thing.

The so-called Warring States Period was when various countries hired ninjas based on family units for their own use, and fought with each other to achieve territorial expansion and plunder resources.

This is a plan to kill two birds with one stone. If you win, you will expand your territory. If you lose, you can also reduce the number of ninjas. People in power are afraid of those who are many times more powerful than themselves. This has been the case since ancient times.

"A person from a small village like me can do this. Do you think her brother can't do it? If he really wants to have a different intention towards you, how can you sit here and drink and have fun?"

Finally, Madara looked at Natsuki again. She stood calmly next to Mrs. Daimyo, who was both frightened and inexplicably excited. She lowered her eyes and remained motionless. If Daimyo didn't say anything, she couldn't leave.

"Nazuki Gozen, you...you should go with him." The daimyo heard the sound of his teeth chattering.

"But……"

"The Land of Fire and Konoha..." The daimyo was unwilling to give in, but he had no choice. Now it was like being roasted on a fire. He could only survive the roasting by agreeing to the other party, "One country The one-village system will never change and is our strongest ally.”

The big stone in my heart finally fell to the ground.

"I sincerely hope that you and your..." The daimyo glanced at Madara with fear and unwillingness, and hurriedly looked away, "The daimyo will remember your efforts over the years, and I hope that you will live your life happily and happily in the future."

This is what Natsuki has dreamed of, and now, because of Madara, it has come true.

"Thank you for your great name." She heard her voice trembling with excitement.

"Quick, quick... let's go." The daimyo was shaking like chaff, wishing that this terrifying man would disappear in front of him immediately.

Without looking back, Nayue was taken away by the hand of the man who was full of murderous intent. There was no hesitation or nostalgia. She didn't even take away her things here, she just couldn't wait to leave.

Looking at her back, Daming discovered that she stood upright like this. In front of that man, she looked like a little girl looking at the hero she admired. Her eyes and eyebrows were full of tenderness and affection. She looked like this. I have never seen it in 20 years.

In front of him, this woman always lowers her eyebrows and eyes with her head half lowered. Except for being tough when she rejects him, she is always docile at other times.

This was the woman he couldn't get even if his status was revered as a great name. She just left this great name, left her side, and followed the man she liked.

He knew that if he left, he would never meet again in his life.

Sitting among the rubble and ruins, the Daimyo felt even more lost.

He wasn't angry, nor was he angry after his authority was challenged. He was just feeling lost.

The human heart is really strange.

From Daming Mansion to outside the city gate, Madara held Natsuki's hand all the way. His big calloused hands held Natsuki's slender and tender hand in his palm. Unlike the last time, there was an umbrella between them. This time it's the real deal.

Madara's palms were warm and slightly sweaty, soaking Natsuki's hand. This hand had been bandaged by her and held in her palm...

They were walking on the street, and the two fairy-like people were holding hands and walking side by side. It was a rare sight in the world and attracted people's attention.

Ban walked expressionlessly, step by step, neither impatient nor vain, as if there was nothing in the world that could make him embarrassed.

They walked out of the city calmly.

"That's enough, there won't be any more changes." They didn't stop until they reached the outside of the city. Madara looked back and saw that there were no pursuers and no ninjas could be sensed.

As he said that, he let go of Natsuki's hand, and there was a trace of embarrassment in his expression that could not be noticed without looking carefully.

Natsuki looked at her hands, which were soaked in sweat and felt a chill when the evening breeze blew.

Madara turned away and said, "We're going to spend the night in the woods tonight, let's go quickly."

They walked out of the city and passed through the jungle. When night fell, they had passed through the jungle and arrived at the junction of the jungle and the vast wilderness.

"Just rest here tonight." Madara said while looking at the surrounding environment.

Natsuki has lived in Daming Mansion all year round and does not have much knowledge about survival in the wild. She will listen to whatever Madara says. When he tells her to sit under the tree and wait for him to stop wandering around, she nods readily.

Madara picked up some dry firewood from the woods and used fire escape ninjutsu to light a bonfire. The jumping bonfire emits light and heat, which not only drives away the cold, but also scares away wild beasts.

After doing this, he went into the depths of the jungle again. When he came back, he already had two pheasants and a hare on his hands. When he first arrived at the hut in Caoyin Village, he also relied on these small huts. They survive by feeding themselves with things.

They simply processed it, put it on a wooden stick and roasted it, which was their dinner.

Madara was very efficient at doing this. This was an essential skill he had learned from going on missions all year round. At that time, there was no such thing as military food pills. After taking the dry food and eating it, the ninja needed to find a way.

After filling their stomachs, the two of them sat around the campfire in silence. Madara was very silent. He had always said little to people he was not very familiar with. He had been like this since he was a child. When he was a child, he could be a little more lively because of his child's nature, but now Halfway through life, when the liveliness is gone, the person becomes more and more slow-tempered and dull.

The orange-red light of the bonfire reflected Madara's face, making him look slightly softer. After thinking for a long time, Natsuki finally asked her doubts.

"Has something happened in the village?"

Madara was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I personally need you..."

There is no artistry in Madara's words, and combined with what he said in the Daming Mansion, it is easy for people to misunderstand him.

Natsuki did indeed misunderstand. She opened her charming and innocent eyes and looked at Madara in surprise, and then was overwhelmed by shyness. The light of the bonfire concealed her flushed face very well, and she turned her face sideways. No longer look at the spots, the shadow of the long ponytail covers most of the face.

Madara looked at her and later realized that his words were very ambiguous, and his face turned red involuntarily.

"No," he said awkwardly, "I want to ask you for help with some medical matters. I don't trust others."

In the darkness, Natsuki's eyes dimmed, and the joy that had just surfaced was instantly knocked down by another wave. She laughed at herself and thought, what on earth was she expecting just now?

"terribly sorry."

Natsuki was startled, "Why did you say sorry?"

"In Daming Mansion... other than that, I really have no reason to take you away permanently."

I mean that.

Sure enough, I was not wrong, it was just a lie forced by the situation. He was probably too upright, even if it was a lie, because the problem with his aura was so realistic that he misunderstood him.

I thought he couldn't let go of the past like me, and missed the people in the cave just like me...

Natsuki smiled awkwardly and waved her hand at Madara.

"I understand everything, I understand everything."

Madara looked at her intently. She was obviously smiling, but the smile was very forced. Although the light was dim, he could still read disappointment and hurt from the eyes that smiled like crescent moons.

Madara was thinking, if time goes back to the year when he just became an adult, and if they meet again after leaving the cave, will another story develop?

But there are no ifs in this world. At that time, his father died, he had just opened the Mangekyo Sharingan, and had just become the new leader of the Uchiha clan. In this way, he had no time to consider the personal relationship between his children. Thinking about it this way, whether he and Natsuki were together In the past and now, it was just fate.

Just as I said to Izuna, the pain experienced by a person who has activated the Mangekyō Sharingan is destined to prevent him from becoming a qualified and good husband.

And he is the ultimate inside, so that he is destined not to live a life of marrying a wife and having children like Hashirama.

Since there is no result, then don't give people any illusions, don't give her any hope of fantasizing about the future, don't give her any hope at all.

Natsuki smiled and said that she had not seen the starry sky in the wilderness and wanted to go there to see it. Madara did not refuse and did not accompany her.He sat there, looking at the blurry and thin figure of the woman in the distance. The wind was blowing her moon-white clothes. From such a distance, he couldn't see whether any tears would fall from those charming and innocent eyes.

He thought, probably not. She was Hashirama's compatriot sister, a woman who could stay alone in the Daming Mansion for nearly 20 years, a strong woman who could deal with two generations of daimyo and still protect herself. Such a person should not Will cry because of some vague feelings.

At least, he thought so.

"Bringing you out should be considered as repaying your life-saving grace. Uchiha Madara is a person with clear grudges..."

Looking at that figure, Madara muttered to himself.