Chapter 96: The Konoha Jonin and the Suna Captive!
"The original plan was to go to the Kirigakure war front?"
Nara Keisuke rubbed his chin, temporarily halting his experimental testing of the [Flying Thunder God Technique]. "Let me think, what big moves did Kirigakure make during the Third War? Hmm..."
They planned to have the Three-Tails self-destruct in Konoha, only to have a "furious child" turn around and blow up half of their Anbu with wood. The self-destruct plan was a complete failure, not to mention it got the Three-Tails killed along with them...
They planned to have the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist go to Konoha for revenge, only to have the renowned Jonin-level group almost kicked into oblivion by a "green-skinned Genin," with only three unlucky ones managing to escape...
During the Third War, besides providing some comic relief, Kirigakure seemed to have no other positive battle records. As for after the war, the Blood Mist was restarted, the Ninja Swordsmen defected, and even the esteemed Mizukage became a plaything for "Uchiha Kenji," being controlled for over a decade without anyone knowing...
Let's just go back to the Third War. It had to be admitted that, at least in the early and middle stages of the war, the Kirigakure front could be considered relatively peaceful. Aside from the occasional rogue ninja coming from across the sea, Keisuke had never heard any news of large-scale conflicts between Kirigakure and Konoha.
"It would be best if the plan to go to Kirigakure hasn't changed. And if it has... then I can only hope my teammates—no, my subordinates—are somewhat capable."
Keisuke gave up on the pointless thinking and continued to immerse himself in the research of the [Flying Thunder God Technique].
After a round of testing, he had roughly summarized its pros and cons. The advantage was just one word: fast! Incomparably fast! However, there were a lot of disadvantages.
First, the chakra consumption was far greater than imagined;
Second, the range of use was far smaller than imagined;
And the most serious problem was that after using the [Flying Thunder God Technique], there would be a not-so-obvious "post-casting lag"...
"My [Speed] stat, or to be precise, my own reflex nerves aren't fast enough." A panting Nara Keisuke ended the experiment, replaying the testing process in his mind. "After approaching the target with the [Flying Thunder God Technique], I can't attack in the first instance. Instead, I fall into a brief period of sluggishness. Although this period is fleeting, it's enough for a Jonin-level enemy to barely react and then use the Body Flicker to dodge."
Keisuke looked at the [Shadow Clone] in front of him. It was with its assistance that he had just completed the test. "It seems that for now, I still have no way to skillfully apply the [Flying Thunder God Technique] in actual combat."
Even though the technique had many shortcomings, Keisuke had no thought of giving up. When all was said and done, this was the Flying Thunder God! Whether it was strong could be attributed to a version issue. But whether it was cool, that was a matter for a lifetime!
What's more, it wasn't as if he had no way to improve it. For example, he could create special ninja tools like the "Flying Thunder God Kunai" and reduce the consumption on himself by infusing chakra into the formula in advance; or, based on Senju Tobirama's version, he could research and improve it to create a formula that consumed less, just like the Yondaime's "Love of the Shinobi" sword.
"Speaking of which, the Yondaime is really strong." Keisuke came back to his senses. "His strength is indeed based on the [Flying Thunder God Technique]. But Namikaze Minato never had just that. Incomparable nerve reflexes, extremely efficient and precise combat intelligence, research talent far beyond ordinary people... All these qualities combined are what made the Yellow Flash who turned the tide of the Third War!"
Keisuke silently added the plan to research and improve the [Flying Thunder God Technique] to his schedule. Even if it had multiple shortcomings and basically couldn't be used in an even or disadvantageous situation, if it was just used as an emergency escape method, it could still score full marks. Its effect was at least better than the [Reverse Summoning Technique].
The space-time travel effect of the [Reverse Summoning Technique] was only temporary. When the chakra maintaining it was exhausted, the ninja would be directly returned to their original position. Who knew if the enemy would have left by then, or if they would be standing right there, "camping the corpse"? The [Flying Thunder God Technique] was different. If the [Reverse Summoning Technique] was like "reviving on the spot," then the [Flying Thunder God Technique] was like "instantly teleporting back to base." The tactical value of the two was worlds apart.
While researching the [Flying Thunder God Technique], Keisuke also hadn't forgotten about the [Yin Seal]. However, creating the [Yin Seal] required a continuous infusion of chakra, which was a considerable burden for him. He planned to wait until tomorrow, after confirming the skill level of his subordinates, to consider the issue of using the [Yin Seal].
The formula mark of the [Flying Thunder God Technique] was permanent. At least, before the "Six Paths-level gods" started appearing, its mark was permanent. Keisuke carefully stored the two kunai still marked with the formula, planning to find a secret location to place them, just like setting a "return point."
After placing the Flying Thunder God kunai and taking a short rest, Nara Keisuke, following the coordinates given by the old clan head, arrived at a secluded building within Kikyo Castle.
"Why didn't the Clan Head lock Pakura in a cell?" Looking at the building in front of him, Keisuke felt as if the old clan head had misunderstood something. "Is there a method of handling enemies by placing them in a small villa?" A strange feeling of "keeping a beauty in a golden house" suddenly arose in his heart.
Shaking his head to get rid of this unreliable thought, Keisuke entered the building and, at the first instance, noticed Pakura's presence. When elements such as "ropes," "blindfold," "bandages," and "leg shackles" were simultaneously present on a single kunoichi, it was very difficult for any ninja with normal sexual orientation to ignore her.
In the silent atmosphere, Keisuke's footsteps caught Pakura's attention. She stopped wriggling like a worm, trying to use the "Rope Escape Technique" to free herself. Instead, she posed like a harmless doll, completely motionless.
"Stop pretending," a familiar voice sounded in her ear, bringing back her memories. "Although this is the first time I've seen this kind of binding, you have no chakra right now. You can't even use the most basic Rope Escape Technique. There's no way you can break free."
"It's you!" Pakura said coldly, identifying the other's identity by his voice. But before she could spout a single harsh word, the deep black blindfold covering her eyes was directly removed, and bright light instantly flooded her vision.
Pakura subconsciously closed her eyes, but then she reacted and quickly forced her eyelids open, glaring at the newcomer.
"Don't look at me with that kind of expression." Keisuke casually tossed the blindfold aside, pulled up a stool, and sat in front of her. "This is war, and you were the ones who initiated the attack. The only reason you're alive right now is because I need you."
"Dream on! You little brat from Konoha!" Pakura still glared angrily at him, putting on a look of someone who would rather die than submit. "I will never betray my village!"
"It's not your loyalty or your soul that I need." Keisuke leaned forward, his eyes looking directly into Pakura's cat-like, amber pupils, his tone incomparably cold. "You still have your body, don't you?"
Pakura's pupils instantly shrank to a pinprick. The fiery Suna captive, after a brief moment of gathering strength, slammed her head forward, intending to kill this shameless bastard from Konoha.
But the lack of chakra also meant she had lost her agile speed. In Keisuke's eyes, her attack was like slow motion. With just a simple tactical lean-back, he dodged her sneak attack. And her head, due to inertia, continued forward. The smooth, mirror-like floor got closer and closer, growing larger and larger in her pupils.
Just before she was about to collide with the floor, feeling the approach of death, Pakura couldn't help but close her eyes. In that split second.
Thump!
A tangible shadow hand shot out from beneath Keisuke, catching her forehead and lifting her from her prostrate posture back up.
"Hah—hah—" Pakura's cracked, bloodless, pale lips suddenly opened, and she gasped for air, continuously relieving the fear in her heart. A layer of fine, cold sweat seeped from her smooth back, trickling down her fair skin.
"See, at least at this moment, I still chose to save your life," Keisuke said, watching her. "So, Miss Pakura, considering this life-saving grace, is there a little bit more of a basis for cooperation between us?"
"You..." Pakura felt as if she were on a suspension bridge, her heart involuntarily accelerating, her blood pressure rising. "Bastard!"
"Well then, Miss Pakura, are you willing to cooperate with me voluntarily," Keisuke gave his ultimatum, "or do you want to be forced to accept my research? Or... should I hand you over to the village? I think you should have heard of the reputation of the 'Darkness of the Shinobi', right?"
The Darkness of the Shinobi, Shimura Danzō's moniker. Even Pakura, who was far away in Sunagakure, had heard of this nickname. Konoha's most despicable, shameless, sinister, and cunning villainous ninja!
Using the "King of Scapegoats" to threaten an enemy, Keisuke had no psychological burden whatsoever.
"Miss Pakura." A coercive smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "You wouldn't want to fall into Shimura Danzō's hands and then be brainwashed into becoming Konoha's ninja weapon, would you?"
"I..." Pakura discovered with some sadness that she seemed to have no choice at all. If she could still mold chakra, she could at least commit suicide. But in the current situation... it seemed she couldn't even choose her own way of death.
Pakura raised her head, her gaze looking straight at Keisuke. A pretty boy like this is at least better than the notorious "Darkness of the Shinobi"...
"I..." Pakura closed her eyes and muttered in a dead-hearted voice, "I will not betray the village..."
"I've said it before, I don't need your loyalty," Keisuke's words drilled into her ears, into the bottom of her heart. "I only need your body."
"Then... come on..."
"Great!" Keisuke clapped his hands and chuckled lightly. "Explain in detail, how do you fuse the chakra nature of 'Scorch'!"
"Huh?" Pakura's eyes flew open. "That's it?"
(End of Chapter)
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