Konoha Ninja Samurai

Chapter 1 Awakening
The young man seemed to be having a dream, no, it should be said that he was having an extremely real dream. In the dream, he was wrapped in darkness as thick as asphalt, and he felt only depression and despair.

He struggled desperately, trying to break free from this nightmare.

After a long time, it seemed like a moment later, he suddenly woke up from the nightmare, gasping for breath, the cold air poured into his lungs, making his whole body feel more comfortable.

But what poured into his body was not only air, but also floods of memories.

"Tokugawa Yukimura, this kind of thing will really happen to me." The young man, no, should be called Tokugawa Yukimura with a wry smile.

After digesting this memory, Tokugawa Yukimura also understood his situation. Believe it or not, he did travel to the world of Naruto, this dangerous world full of reincarnation and hatred.

But whether it was the wound on his chest or the cold and dark cave, they all told him the truth of these memories.

Moreover, his situation is not generally bad.

Tokugawa Yukimura felt unprecedented pain, not only physically, but also spiritually.

Suddenly losing everything I had in the past 20 years, no one can simply accept it.

"No, I still have hope, and there is hope in life."

Ninjas are people who create miracles, let alone space-time ninjutsu in this world.

"And as far as I know, there is a way to travel through time in the movie version."

Tokugawa Yukimura is also a resolute person, he cheered up after being secretly sad for a while.

Only then did Tokugawa Yukimura remember to carefully consider the causes and consequences of his falling into such a situation.

It turns out that 12-year-old Tokugawa Yukimura is the son of Mifune, the leader of the famous Iron Country. In the iron country without a name, the general is the supreme leader. If there is no accident, he will also become the leader of this country in the future.

According to the tradition of the Iron Country, warriors of this age have to perform tasks alone, as a test of their own adulthood, and the predecessor was like this, to perform a task of exterminating bandits, but obviously failed.

The fatigue and serious injuries brought about by the failure, as well as the strong sense of shame as a warrior, made me, a time traveler, take advantage of it.

"Ninjas, there are actually ninjas in a cottage far away from the bustling commercial roads." Tokugawa Yukimura looked at the huge wound on his chest, and recalled the Kunai entwined with lightning, "And it's not an ordinary ninja."

Tokugawa Yukimura is the only son of the general of the Iron Kingdom. He has enjoyed the most elite samurai education since he was a child. Coupled with the hard work of his predecessor, even the experienced ninja of the five major countries may not be his opponent.

But even such a warrior genius, was thrown into the sand in a bandit den, if not for his strong swordsmanship, he might be left there forever.

I am not the dead-headed predecessor who can only focus on practicing swordsmanship. After thinking about it, I understand that elite ninjas will appear in a small bandit village in the permanent neutral country of iron, and our intelligence department has not even noticed it. How inappropriate is this? Reasonable things.

"Not only that, but as the only son of the general of the Iron Kingdom, it is no accident that no one secretly protects him during the trial alone." Tokugawa Yukimura narrowed his eyes.

I have always been secretly protected. As a samurai, I can feel a faint sense of gaze several times. As the lord of a country, Mifune still has this awareness.

It's a pity that the predecessor of the Yumu head didn't figure out this problem, or he thought it was normal for the trial mission to be unprotected?
Tokugawa Yukimura drew out his samurai sword, feeling the sense of security brought by the cold iron.

"No matter what, we must overcome the current difficulties first. The reputation of a failed warrior is not what I want, nor is it what an heir should have."

Tokugawa Yukimura took out his medical bandage and treated his wound. The severe pain made him, a young man in the peaceful age, almost cry out, but he held back anyway. After all, swords and wounds will accompany his future life .

Thanks to my predecessor who didn't know how to adapt, at least I left myself with a strong body and solid swordsmanship. Although I still lack experience, at least I have something to rely on to survive.

"However, it is the 47th year of Konoha, is it the late stage of the Third Ninja World War? At least in the current situation, there is room for manipulation."

Tokugawa Yukimura muttered to himself, and took off his heavy armor. It was fine at ordinary times, but he was seriously injured and couldn't bear the weight.

After eating a few mouthfuls of dry food with the snow water, feeling that he had regained some physical strength, Tokugawa Yukimura stood up, dealt with his traces briefly, and left the cave.

With a sound of swiping, he jumped onto the branch of a tall tree, then found the right direction, and rushed towards the Iron Country Sanlang Mountain.

The Land of Iron is located in the northern part of the Ninja Continent, close to the Land of Earth and the Land of Thunder, and bordered by the Land of Fire in the south. Even so, winter accounts for half of the year. It is only October now, and the mountains and rivers are covered with heavy snowflakes.

Fortunately, the ninjas agreed a long time ago not to take action against this country, and avoided several ninja wars, but even so, the people of this country are still struggling with food and clothing.

Although the samurai is not a ninja, he still has the magical energy of chakra, and it is not difficult for him, a wounded man, to travel quickly.

In the process of rushing, Tokugawa Yukimura is constantly familiarizing himself with his body, and at the same time, he is also carefully deploying the chakra inside his body. Every effort adds hope to himself in the future.

"I hope it's still too late to go back now."

Under the bright moonlight, a young figure quickly crossed the thick snow, and in the silent night, only slight footsteps echoed.

Tokugawa Yukimura knew that his failure would not be the end, on the contrary, it was the beginning of a turbulent wave.

The people behind will definitely use the reason of their own failure to launch the next round of offensive, but they don't know who is hiding behind the scenes.

I filter the people I know one by one in my mind, but they are all plausible.

After all, it is still unrealistic to expect the predecessor who devoted himself to martial arts to detect these ghosts.

Withdrawing his divergent thoughts, he looked at the troubles around him while moving fast. After all, if his deduction is correct, the danger does not only come from the outside.

I just hope that the other party will not be too mad, but Tokugawa Yukimura also knows that he can't pin his hopes on the other party's kindness.

Holding his samurai sword tightly, Tokugawa Yukimura has never been so firm and courageous as he is now.

"I, Tokugawa Yukimura, finally got a second life, how could I fall here!"

And far away in the unknowable land of Miaomu Mountain, the holy land of psychics, the eyelids of the sleeping Immortal Toad twitched. In the dream, it seemed to see something, but it seemed to see nothing.

(End of this chapter)