Daimyo /Chapter 55: Summoning the Sea to Build a Wall (Patreon)

Mitsuki Kōmei took the military tally, looked at it several times, and then placed it on the table beside him.

“I almost forgot, Shabada Baba is preparing to seize the throne. I wonder how King Getsu Izuru plans to handle this matter.”

“Impossible, absolutely impossible.”

Getsu Izuru stood frozen, the teacup in his hand falling to the ground with a “smash.”

Startled by the sound, he suddenly stood up and shouted in disbelief.

“The Land of the Moon is getting richer and richer, and Shabada Baba holds high power and prestige. Why would he rebel?”

Mitsuki Kōmei spread his hands, “How would I know? You can ask Shabada Baba directly.”

“Guards, go bring the Prime Minister back.” Getsu Izuru sat back in his chair, disheartened.

“Wait, I’ll go. My son is guarding Shabada Baba! I’m afraid that brat will act recklessly.”

Hōzuki Yuzuki stopped the guards. Shabada Baba had been beaten so badly that most people probably wouldn’t recognize him.

Hozuki Shingetsu had lost face in front of Mitsuki Kōmei, so he had been a *little* heavy-handed.

After Mitsuki Kōmei finished a cup of tea, the three returned to the royal palace. He gently tapped the table twice.

“King Getsu Izuru, they’re back.”

Mitsuki Kōmei gestured for the Hozuki father and son to sit down. He turned his head and quietly reminded Getsu Izuru.

Getsu Izuru, who had been lowering his head and covering his face with his hands, removed his hands and looked up.

“Shabada Baba? Are you alright? How did you end up like this?”

Saying this, Getsu Izuru stood up, wanting to pull Shabada Baba closer.

Shabada Baba’s eyes darted away, and he pushed Getsu Izuru away.

“No need for your feigned concern. Do with me as you please, kill or flay.”

“Why? Isn’t the country doing well now? Don’t you have great power?”

“So what? I don’t want to be a minister forever; I want to be king!”

Mitsuki Kōmei watched them argue back and forth, finding it very boring.

“King Getsu Izuru, the matters of the country are not Tsukigakure (Village Hidden in the Moon)’s concern. You yourselves decide how to handle it.”

“Farewell.”

Mitsuki Kōmei picked up the military tally and stood up, speaking to Getsu Izuru.

“Alright, alright, alright. Elder Hozuki, please proceed with your matters. The Land of the Moon relies on you all.”

Hidden Mist Village.

In the Mizukage’s office, Mizukage Yagura was kneeling on one knee.

A masked man sat in the Mizukage’s seat.

The man rested his left hand on his chin, casually flipping through the documents on the table with his right hand.

The speed of flipping gradually slowed, the man’s brow began to furrow, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his head leaned closer to the documents on the table.

“Bang.”

“What a headache. I get sleepy when I read books and documents. Forget it, I won’t read anymore.”

“Lord Shimotsuki, are you alright?”

The man was none other than Mitsuki Kōmei! After leaving the capital of the Land of the Moon, he separated from the Hozuki father and son and came to the Hidden Mist Village to find Yagura.

“I’m fine. You’ve done well; the Hidden Mist Village is developing impressively. The Second Great Ninja War is about to begin. What are your thoughts?”

“I don’t know if the Hidden Mist Village should participate in the war. What are your instructions, Lord Shimotsuki?”

“It’s not time yet.”

Mitsuki Kōmei stood up, walked to the window, clasped his hands behind his back, and quietly watched the rain continuously falling outside the window.

“Crackle, sizzle, crash.”

Lightning illuminated Mitsuki Kōmei’s face. He murmured in an almost inaudible voice.

“Rain is a part of water; it will eventually return to water’s embrace.”

Mitsuki Kōmei turned back, took out a mask from his pocket, and handed it to Yagura.

“Let’s go. It’s time to set up defenses in the Land of the Moon.”

Mitsuki Kōmei returned to the Land of the Moon, where defensive fortifications were being constructed.

Standing by the sea, Mitsuki Kōmei looked around, searching for Hōzuki Yuzuki.

He soon saw Hōzuki Yuzuki standing on a small hill, discussing something in low voices with several Elders.

Mitsuki Kōmei called out to Hōzuki Yuzuki from afar, watching him lead people over.

“Elders, these two are here to help us,” Hōzuki Yuzuki introduced Mitsuki Kōmei to the Elders.

Mitsuki Kōmei nodded to the Elders, who returned his smile.

“Thank you for coming to help. A moment later, be careful yourselves. Leave the powerful enemies to our Clan Chief; he is quite formidable.”

“Yes, yes, you should still be young. Just protect yourselves. Our Clan Chief even defeated the Mizukage. With him, we are sure to win.”

“If you can’t win, remember to escape. Our Clan Chief will handle everything.”

With each sentence the Elders spoke, Hōzuki Yuzuki’s face grew redder, and his head bowed lower.

Mitsuki Kōmei smiled and nodded, “Alright, Hozuki Clan Leader, have the soldiers constructing the fortifications withdraw.”

Hōzuki Yuzuki quickly ordered the soldiers to retreat.

Mitsuki Kōmei watched the soldiers retreat to the rear, then patted Yagura’s shoulder, “Let’s go. It’s our turn.”

A group of people stared at his back, not knowing what he was going to do.

In a few steps, he reached the seashore, where Mitsuki Kōmei stood still. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and soon wind began to stir around his body, his clothes rustling.

Mitsuki Kōmei spread his arms and let out a loud shout.

“Rise!”

A hundred-meter-high giant wave instantly appeared on the nearby sea, surging with a destructive Aura, rushing towards the Land of the Moon.

Everyone was awed by the giant wave, their legs trembling, and some had already started to flee backward.

The giant wave passed over the shallows, like a pet, obediently stopping a dozen centimeters in front of Mitsuki Kōmei.

They stared blankly at the giant wave by the sea and the person who had tamed it.

That figure, tiny to the point of being negligible in front of the giant wave, magnified infinitely in everyone’s hearts.

“Clan Chief, with such a helper, I think you can rest.”

“Suddenly, I feel like the Clan Chief isn’t that amazing either.”

“I still think the Clan Chief is amazing; he actually knows such an awesome person.”

Hōzuki Yuzuki wished he could beat up the Elders on the spot, thinking, it’s a pity you don’t perform Sichuan opera; your face changes too quickly.

“Freeze.”

A soft shout reached everyone’s ears, and then they saw the giant wave begin to freeze.

Ten minutes later, an ice wall dozens of meters high appeared before everyone’s eyes.

“Oh, oh, oh, so powerful, this is too amazing.”

The soldiers reached out to touch the city wall, exclaiming in awe.

Mitsuki Kōmei had no time for other matters; he was being surrounded by several Hozuki Elders, who were showering him with flattery.

“Are you tired? Please sit down and rest.”

“Are you thirsty? Have a cup of tea to quench your thirst.”

Mitsuki Kōmei used all his tricks to send the few people away.

He found the Hozuki father and son.

“In the battle against Kumogakure, the two of us will not appear on the front lines. You and Shingetsu are the main force.”

“The main purpose of this war is to establish your reputation and attract more Ninja to join the Village. Do you have any questions?” Mitsuki Kōmei asked.

“No questions, we will definitely complete the mission.”

Mitsuki Kōmei nodded, handing Hōzuki Yuzuki three Chakra Pills and Hozuki Shingetsu ten.

“Hurry up and improve your strength, adapt to your strengthened bodies. The war in two days must be a spectacular display.”

“Understood, Lord Shimotsuki.”

Mitsuki Kōmei waved his hand, signaling the two to leave. He began to look forward to the upcoming war.