The Talent of Konoha

The battle here lasted only a few minutes, there was not much movement, and it was far away from the camp. Qiyu was not worried about waking up those people.

Too lazy to clean up the corpses, Qiyu knew that there were many wild beasts in this deep forest, and they would be divided and eaten by hungry beasts tomorrow morning.

Wiping the sweat from the battle on his forehead, and touching the wound in his mouth with his tongue a few times, Saitama walked back slowly.

The fight came and went even faster, and it was Saitama who won the final victory at the cost of a few mouthfuls of blood.

……

"Crack!" The fire creaked, and the flames shot up vigorously.

As soon as he returned to the camp, Saitama saw a person beside the fire. The fire was specially made to drive away wild animals. Saitama was also very familiar with that figure, and it was the client of this mission.

"Okay?" Xiahu threw a branch into the fire in early spring, his tone was like an old friend talking.

"It's okay, it's settled." Saitama responded casually.

"Are you awake?" asked Zaochunxiahu, Qiyu sat by the fire.

"No, I got up to go to the bathroom and found you were gone, and then I heard some noises." Early Spring Xiahu yelled, with one hand next to his mouth, showing that he was not awake.

"You used to be a ninja too, right?" Saitama asked curiously, he had noticed the chakra in his body when he first met Zaochun Xiahu.

"Huh?" He smiled wryly, and then showed an expression of reminiscence.

"I don't have ninja talent. Although I used to yearn for the ninja life where thousands of people would go for it, I failed later. Now I am just an ordinary warrior general." Early spring Xiahu opened the chat box.

"Although I don't have the talent to be a ninja, my talent as a warrior is not bad." Zaochun Xiahu was a little bit embarrassed, and seemed to want to continue.

"Go and rest, I'm here to watch." Saitama has no intention of continuing the chat, he is just a task entruster, and after the task is over, he will probably never see the second side in this life. The world of ninjas is different from that of ordinary people. Even the rich and powerful cannot close the distance with ninjas.

"Okay, I'm sleepy too, go back to sleep." Getting up, Zaochun Xiahu originally wanted to pat Qiyu on the shoulder, but under Qiyu's gaze, he smiled and withdrew his hand, and there was a trace of embarrassment on his face expression.

"Huh!" Seeing the client getting into the car, Saitama turned his head to stare at the fire, and heaved a sigh of relief. He found that since he became a ninja, the change in his mentality made it more difficult for him to communicate with ordinary people.

His eyes stayed on the flame for a moment, and Saitama also stood up and walked towards the car.

Jumping on the roof of the car, and wrapping the blanket that was given to him before the tiger in early spring, Qiyu felt that winter is also worthy of respect!

……

Nothing happened in the second half of the night, but some blind beasts appeared around the camp, as if they wanted to declare their sovereignty, and then they were knocked down by Saitama several times, and they stayed there waiting to be made into food.

...

"Pa-ta!" The curtain of the car was pulled open, Zaochun Xiahu came out with a refreshed face, and said to Saitama on the roof of the car.

"Morning! Saitama."

"Well, morning!"

"What is this, so fragrant?" Jumping out of the car, Zaochun Xiahu followed the smell to the fire.

Mustache and a group of servants got up early, and Saitama gave them the beast he had killed last night, and they roasted it on their own.

The aroma is naturally coming from the meat.

"This is the prey that Mr. Ninja hunted. We roasted these and prepared to take them on the road." The mustache said respectfully to Zaochun Xiahu.

"That's right, bring me a leg and taste it first! I'm hungry just smelling it!" With a wave of his hand, General Xia Hu issued an order.

"Okay, my lord!"

The character mustache absolutely carried out the order of the tiger in early spring, and ran to the side to get what the adults needed.

Chewing one leg happily, Zaochun Xiahu patted his stomach contentedly, then asked Bazihu ​​to bring a bottle of wine, and drank there.

Qiyu was wearing a knife, turning a blind eye to all this, his eyes half-closed, he didn't have much rest all night, although he was still full of energy, it didn't prevent him from letting himself take a rest.

"Let's go when you're ready! Time waits for no one!" Climbed into the carriage, Zaochun Xiahu ordered.

"Yes! Your Excellency. They are already packing up, and we shall be up in a short time!"

It took another half an hour, the servants packed what they needed, and Saitama and his party were on their way again.

Today's weather is very good, the sun is shining brightly, the sun is warm on the body, the temperature is starting to turn, and the breath of spring is beginning to approach.

Sitting cross-legged on the roof of the car, Saitama put the knife in his hand and fell asleep.

Due to his sensitivity to Chakra, he was born with a scouting attribute, and he could perceive Chakra fluctuations within a radius of several hundred meters even if he deliberately sensed them.

With this small method, Saitama does not need to observe slowly with his eyes, but this method also has disadvantages. Those who actively suppress their own chakra and lower their aura are not within his perception range.

Maybe when his strength continues to increase in the future, this small skill can also be strengthened, allowing him to perceive enemies who hide himself, but the current Saitama Saitama can't do this.

"Hoohoo!" The horses pulling the cart were venting their anger. The convoy had come to a river, and the carriage also stopped. Some servants went to the river to fill the water to supplement the convoy's consumption.

"Saitama?" Zaochun Xiahu's voice came from the car.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Saitama took the knife in his hand and jumped in front of the carriage, where the mustache was sitting there controlling the horse.

"It's okay, I just want to ask where this is? I'm not very familiar with this area." Early Spring Xiahu said again.

Qiyu frowned, he didn't know himself, he was following the convoy all the time.

"My lord, I have a map here!" Mustache said at the right time, and pulled out a stack of animal leather maps from under his buttocks.

"Show me!":