Chapter 499: Surprise Troops
The Hidden Sand Village delegation successfully touched down at dusk.
Gaara hadn't escorted a monumental, massive guard battalion as Yahiko had speculated, yet the scale of his escort was decidedly not minor either. Setting aside Kankuro and Temari, alongside Chiyo and Sasori, he was additionally flanked by three elite Jonin native to the Hidden Sand's specialized Puppet Brigade; an ordinary ambush format wouldn't even mandate a trace of active panic.
The Six Kage Summit was strictly scheduled to commence at high noon the following day. Currently, among the Six Kage, strictly Nagato's presence remained unaccounted for; Ryo estimated he intended to execute his flight across borders first thing tomorrow morning. The alternative Five Kage temporarily abstained from initiating cross-diplomatic greetings, independently remaining confined within their designated residential villas to rest. Strictly Ryo systematically bounced from one villa block to the next...
Inside the Hidden Sand Village Villa.
"Gaara, the volume of guards you escorted is structurally far too massive; could it possibly be that you completely forgot the specialized gourd the Great Ancestor painted right onto the back of your hand? The absolute fraction of a second you chant 'Gourd, gourd, swiftly manifest your spirit', the Kotodama Seal will immediately unravel, and the Great Ancestor's clone will decisively step out to safeguard your vessel!"
"Gourd... gourd..."
"Refrain from chanting the sequence right now!" Ryo violently cut him off: "It explicitly appears you genuinely forgot."
"My apologies, Senior," Gaara responded with a slight shake of his head. "I genuinely failed to retain the active memory of it."
Ryo shook his head with a sigh, casting his gaze toward Kankuro and Temari: "Did you two fail to retain the memory parameters as well?"
Temari and Kankuro exchanged a prolonged look, their expressions flashing with an awkward, sheepish trace: "Senior, back then we genuinely assumed you were strictly cracking a joke!"
Ryo's face went completely black. Operating as a man of my monumental seriousness, would I genuinely squander duration to playfully tease three children? Executing a maneuver out of pure goodwill to safeguard Gaara's vessel...
"Ensure you retain the parameters this time around! Commanding your current strength tier, you possess the capacity to maintain a defensive hold against the Dark Akatsuki's Patriarch for a non-negligible stretch of time—ample duration for you to successfully summon the gourd's spirit!" Ryo fell into brief calculation: "Wait, where is Chiyo?"
He had parsed the three elite Jonin occupying the ground floor of the villa, and the upper floor strictly housed Temari and her brothers; neither Chiyo nor Sasori was physically present on location.
"The residential rooms native to this villa were a fraction insufficient; Granny Chiyo relocated to the specialized miniature villa block where Sasori of the Red Sand maintains his permanent residence."
Ryo gave a firm nod. Currently, Chiyo was actively grasping every single scrap of duration to force Sasori to execute a profound 'repentance', desperately desiring him to revert to a biological human vessel. When all was said and done, Chiyo was vertically two years older than Hiruzen; it was highly probable she lacked more than a handful of years of natural life left...
"You guys must be exhausted from navigating the logistical route. Memorize the verbal password; the Great Ancestor shall refrain from disrupting your rest block any further."
"We've locked the memory securely, Senior."
Stepping out of the Hidden Sand Village Villa, Ryo hesitated for a brief moment before shifting his physical orientation straight toward the Hidden Cloud Village's designated blocks. The active logistics surrounding Killer Bee definitively demanded a preemptive communication block alongside the Fourth Raikage.
"Ryo Uzumaki, exactly what business do you have invading our assigned territory?" A's vocal cadence was packed to the brim with absolute dissatisfaction.
A commanded an exceptionally direct, explosive baseline temperament; he desperately desired to launch a straight physical assault against Ryo, yet simultaneously parsed out that he lacked the requisite capability. Consequently, he found Ryo's visual presence monumentally detestable.
Ryo smiled gently, completely disregarding his hostile cadence as his gaze swept across the alternative trio occupying the villa block: "Yugito Nii, Mabui, Samui. Tsk, the Hidden Cloud Village's absolute three blossoms are collectively present on location. A, is operating like this truly proper of you?"
A let out a cold, sharp snort, strictly withholding any verbal counter-prose.
Mabui offered a polite smile: "Thank you for the premier compliment, Senior. Operating as the official secretary to the Lord Raikage, it is structurally mandated that I remain stationed at his immediate flanks."
Yugito swiftly supplemented an explanation: "I maintain a permanent residential post right here within the Land of Rain; I shall shortly return to my independent domicile... Thank you for the premier compliment, Senior, but setting our presence aside, our Hidden Cloud Village houses a vast repository of exceptionally beautiful female shinobi; we fundamentally lack the qualifications to shoulder the title of the 'three blossoms'."
Ryo chuckled smoothly. Sifting strictly through his active memory banks, these three were definitively the only exceptionally beautiful female ninja native to the Hidden Cloud; as for the alternative pool... Karui, the 'dark-skinned girl' who historically married Choji, was merely passable?
The absolute final individual, Samui, withheld any active verbal explanation. Originally, the subordinate A intended to escort was structurally not her; she had proactively requested the assignment strictly due to her intense, visceral anxiety regarding her Master, Killer Bee...
"Ryo Uzumaki, exactly what is your primary objective in invading our coordinates?! If you command a specific logistical query, hurry up and spit it out; once you conclude your prose, beat it!" A finally lost the capacity to suppress his explosive parameters.
Mabui knit her brows together, manifesting a trace of distinct worry.
Ryo smiled gently, genuinely feeling that the Great Ancestor's self-cultivation and temperament mastery were continuously escalating to an exceptional tier; he didn't feel a single shred of internal fury: "You genuinely inherited your biological father's exact archetype, child; an explosive, frantic temperament operates as a severe structural detriment. Back in the day, if his vessel had commanded a fraction more stability, he fundamentally wouldn't have... Tsk, refrain from glaring with such hostility!"
Violent arcs of electric light began faintly sparking across A's physique. Mabui frantically raised her voice: "Lord Raikage, please pacify your chaotic emotions for a brief moment!"
Ryo shook his head smoothly. With a sudden wave of his arm, a translucent, light-blue barrier seamlessly enveloped the five individuals inside.
A's brow twisted into a fierce knot as the lightning chakra blanketing his vessel violently erupted into a blinding flare.
"The Great Ancestor isn't initiating a physical assault against your cluster. Suppress your chaotic excitement; observe precisely who this individual is." Ryo flicked his wrist, and a greasy, oily Killer Bee flashed directly into existence out of thin air.
"Bee!"
"Master!" Samui's chest parameters heaved with dynamic intensity.
"Lord Killer Bee!" Mabui and Yugito chorused in absolute, joyful surprise.
"Oh, yo~!"
Smack!
The Fourth Raikage flawlessly delivered a heavy 'iron fist of love' straight onto Killer Bee's skull: "Hold your rapping! You absolute bastard, exactly where did you run off to, and why on earth are you...?"
Killer Bee rubbed his physical chest parameters: "Brother, lower your kinetic output slightly; my current parameters... have degraded significantly."
A let out a low, menacing growl: "Exactly what happened?!"
Ryo delivered a light, tactical cough. Killer Bee's eyes darted left and right in rapid calculation: "Phrasing the unvarnished details out loud, you might lack the capacity to believe it, Brother, but it was precisely the Senior who executed my rescue..."
Adhering strictly to the comprehensive script he had meticulously coordinated alongside Ryo, Killer Bee systematically narrated the 'Rescue Chronicle' to the four Hidden Cloud shinobi. Subsequent to the performance, Ryo smoothly harvested two pairs of intensely scorching, grateful gazes—courtesy of Samui and Yugito.
Ryo appraised Samui's chest parameters—which loosely appeared to vertically eclipse even Tsunade's metrics—suddenly harboring a trace of visceral anxiety that she might charge forward to deliver a physical embrace... Going through puberty is a structurally grueling process; launching a localized physical anomaly in front of an audience would be a catastrophic loss of face!
Fortunately, an incident of that nature fundamentally failed to manifest...
Mabui's countenance remained intensely solemn. She actively parsed out that a highly specific detail regarding this chronicle felt structurally incongruous, yet she lacked the technical data to pinpoint the exact failure node: "Senior, my deepest, most absolute gratitude for your intervention."
A's expression was monumentally complex, actively grinding his teeth together. Literally any alternative entity executing Bee's rescue would have been perfectly acceptable, yet it just had to be Ryo Uzumaki...
After an immense duration of silence, A finally squeezed out a stilted syllable of gratitude through his clenched jaw. Ryo accepted it without a shred of modesty, seamlessly pivoting to propose his request to escort Naruto straight to Turtle Island.
"Turtle Island?" A knit his brows.
"Oh, yo~! Brother, I must execute a travel block over there as well. Currently filling my matrix is strictly the Senior's chakra; I desperately require clinical rotation to re-familiarize myself with the parameters. Once I secure absolute mastery, my output tier might actually eclipse my historical baseline!" Killer Bee proactively supplied a flanking assist.
A fell into brief calculation: "Workable! The absolute millisecond the Six Kage Summit officially concludes tomorrow, Mabui shall escort you to the coordinates. Turtle Island navigates strictly through the oceanic expanses positioned at the extreme northeast sector of our Hidden Cloud Village; although its geographical coordinates continuously shift, Mabui commands the precise technical methodology to track it down!"
"Understood, Lord Raikage."
Ryo smiled with deep satisfaction. In truth, even if Naruto failed to step foot on Turtle Island, under Ryo's personal guidance, he would inevitably conquer the Nine-Tails Chakra Mode regardless. However, since a structurally optimized, low-effort pathway existed, why on earth wouldn't he utilize it?
"Then let's temporarily lock the logistics down as mapped. Once the summit concludes tomorrow, we shall elaborate on the fine details. Killer Bee, let's depart..."
"Hold on!" A's countenance experienced a sharp, violent shift: "You intend to carry Bee away again? Exactly where are you relocating him?!"
Ryo blinked his dual eyes: "Straight back inside my pocket space, obviously."
"Exactly why is he structurally forced to reside within a designated block of that nature?"
"Exactly why shouldn't he?"
Killer Bee delivered a light, tactical cough: "Brother, the residential metrics native to the Senior's pocket space are exceptionally comfortable; how about you step inside to log a single night's stay to test the parameters?"
"Clamp your jaw shut!" A's dual eyes fiercely glared at him: "Since Bee actively retains his life force, exactly why must he remain securely hidden within that location?"
Ryo fell into focused calculation for a brief moment: "Have you ever caught wind of the tactical concept of Surprise Troops (Kibei)? Executing an unforeseen strike to secure absolute victory. The Dark Akatsuki Patriarch genuinely assumes Killer Bee has completely kicked the bucket, so if we force Killer Bee to remain completely hidden, we can smoothly unleash him at the absolute most critical junction... and scare the Patriarch to absolute death!"
"Precisely, precisely, precisely, Brother, I shall officially operate as the Surprise Troops!"
Mabui operated as a premier, high-tier strategist ninja heavily paralleling Shikaku Nara's archetype. By this exact fraction of a second, she had already razor-sharply verified that the entire 'Killer Bee Rescue Chronicle' was packed with catastrophic, anomalous holes. However, specifically to ensure her explosive Raikage refrained from initiating a physical clash against Ryo, she was structurally forced to supply covering fire for Ryo's narrative: "Lord Raikage, having Lord Killer Bee operate explicitly as a Surprise Troop parameter is exceptionally tactically sound."
A took a deep, sweeping breath. He naturally wasn't intellectually delayed; failing to parse out the structural anomalies would be the true anomaly. However, deep within his heart parameters, he genuinely harbored zero desire to launch an active physical clash against Ryo; the entity slated to suffer catastrophic losses in that specific engagement would undeniably be him... A wise warrior recognizes when the situational parameters are fundamentally disadvantageous!
"Bee! You better execute your role as a Surprise Troop with absolute, flawless precision!"
Killer Bee sucked in a sharp breath of freezing air, continuously parsing out a premonition that the absolute second he successfully concluded his Konoha Concert block, his older brother would beat him to absolute dust... Is the tradeoff genuinely worth it?
It is absolutely worth it! For the sake of pure art, I would comfortably welcome absolute death!
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