《Record of Naruto Verse》Chapter-7: Smell of a conspiracy.
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Chapter-7: Smell of a conspiracy.
After taking care the matter of my sect I have returned to my home. I left there my wood clone which is capable to solo even a mid-rank dragon.
I am pretty surprised to see that 2nd tier of the powerhouse (who were present at the sect ruin) isn’t that very strong. I wonder how powerful is 1st tier is. I heard the tale that some of the old fogies in our nation can fight a low-rank dragon one on one. By the way, the purple and black dragons were the mid-rank dragons, so if I calculate that way I am stronger than those (1st tier) old men and women. But 1st tier isn’t boundary line of mortals there are some people of countries on the west called saint tier that has the power to slay a mid-rank dragon, there is even a tale that 6 saint tier magician slay a high-rank dragon, and they know as the strongest hero in history books. Well there is also the myth that our world is just a lower realm in mid and higher realm there is Angel tier and God tier exists.
Well, whatever my throat somewhat feeling uneasy because I speak in the different voice at the sect ruin, because I have met many of them before so there is a possibility to the revelation of my real identity. So I have use voice alteration technique like Yamato, by the way, I have used the voice of Madara Uchiha. In his voice has an ominous omen.
[AN: English version of Madara’s voice]
Umm… now I think about it I can use his name, can’t I? That will be interesting.
Hmm… a new present? I am sensing a new present of a person, what didn’t I felt yesterday.
[Byakugan!]
I look at the place of that present. My father and a fat man. He is looking somewhat familiar.
I remember that man. A troublemaker… I have to go there.
By the way, I left here a wood clone that was still sleeping. I have undone it and went outside of my room. My target is the guest room.
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Before entering that room I stood in front of the door to catch up their current conversation.
“It’s really surprising and sad news that number one sect annihilated.”
Hmm so it’s already spread everywhere, well it has been one day that sect destroyed so it’s not that surprising fact to spread around the nation about destruction. Moreover, every major city has Telepathy Magic Stone so it is not really hard to sent a news. My father maybe already receive the news and as a duty of a noble, he might have conveyed this to that man.
“But it is also saddest news for you guys because not only you lose strong backer but also your family heir.”
Even though this guy’s tone is full of sorrow and disappointing I can swear 99% of his words are lies. That guy cannot be happy anymore to hear my death news.
“Well, a correction. My son is alive and well.”
This was the voice of my father.
“I couldn’t understand the meaning of your words…”
I entered the room and said,
“It’s like this Lord Viscount Lister. It’s been a long time. I hope your health is great.”
Seeing me that guy got surprised like seeing a ghost. My father also smiling bitterly, because he knew that Viscount Lister’s words weren’t from his heart. But he(Lister) regains his sense soon and said with a smile,
“Oiya, Oiya. Isn’t that young master Jin Tiger. I am surprised to see you here.”
“Yea, by your good will, seems like I somehow escape a disaster.”
I strongly tone my voice at goodwill. Hearing this word his face become somewhat distorted which showed up less than a second but it couldn’t escape my eyes.
“Hahaha… It’s really reassuring that young talent like you didn’t fade away in the Typhoon.”
I didn’t voice anything and sit beside my father.
In this world, same ranks and only one higher and lower can sit face to face in the official deal, but even in outside of official deal people tend to follow same rule to showing honor. But my attitude was that I didn’t give any a damn face to Viscount Lister, and his visible displeasure is proving that. After all, my noble rank much lower than him. He said,
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“But it is still worrisome matter to you that your sect has destroyed. The place what was your strong point.”
Any wise person will understand that in his sentence, it was a naked provocation. If you put it in the vulgar word, it will be like that, ‘Boy, you have lost your backer what are you proud of? Without that, you and your family is trash now.’
“That also saddens me to the core. But that was the fate of mine and my sect. I am only looking forward in my life and want to start anew.” (MC)
“Hoho, you are strong mentally like your father. I like them who always think positively.”
But you hate my father, don’t you?
“Well, it really surprised me when I receive the news of destruction from my bodyguard. I think I will see nightmares of dragons from now on.”
Nightmare ha… Wait… Did he receive the news of the destruction from his bodyguard? It’s impossible to hear the information about the destruction of the sect in middle of the journey by his bodyguard. Because the distance between Viscount Lister’s territory to our territory is so far that if someone travel with normal carriage it will require one week, but Viscount Lister has fast mount as a high ranking noble, which can reduce the travel time by 10 times. But he only has three or four of them and he doesn’t take all of them only for one travel. Viscount ranks like him to visit here, he must be accompanied by more than ten bodyguards, so that means even if he uses high-level mount he has to slow down for his bodyguard which require him at least one day travel time. What does that apply? It means there is no way his bodyguard will know the news about destruction in the middle of the journey because in the middle of Viscount Lister territory and our territory no city exists except only a few villages which are not worth to mention. So knowing the news few hours after distruction…. The only option is now Telepathy Magic Stone.
I hide my left eye with hand and activate Sharingan. Sharingan isn’t as strong as byakugan in term of see-through objects. But still, in close range, it can scan any object at the minimum level.
I examine Viscount Lister. Hmm… there is no telepathy magic stone. In fact telepathy magic stone so rare that it implements on the core of a territory of the ruling noble (especially their own house like us).
There is the only possibility exists, that is he knows the news in advance. This Viscount Lister is really suspicious.
This smell of a conspiracy.
At first, I thought he is taking pleasure from another person’s misfortune as that guy oppose us over and over, as well as consider my father as his number one rival… no enemy. He wanted to consume this territory from my father many times, that’s why he was opposing my father’s ranked up in the last conference. Well, it was merely the political issue, who has no involvement with the military power struggle. But I am suspecting that this guy knows something that I or ordinary people don’t know.
I must dig out the matter. But currently, I cannot do that because this guy is now in our house. if something happened now, my father must bear the responsibility.
Huh, I’ll let him go outside of our territory safe and soundly but in the no man’s land…
After exchanging some talk I stood up and excuse myself from both of them.
[AN: Next update 02/05/18]
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