Chapter 254 It's over, Kakashi!
"But this King Piccolo is indeed powerful, this oppressive feeling…"
Shikamaru suddenly thought of Ōtsutsuki Kaguyafrom last time.
At that time, the oppressive feeling was also very strong; a different kind of power, yet similarly enveloped in an astonishing sense of oppression.
"I'm definitely no match for him, not even Kakashiand Might Guy would be able to defeat him."
If they were to fight, King Piccolo would be able to defeat them in no time.
Only Naruto can handle it.
"As for the King, he can abdicate after this matter is resolved."
Shikamaru flicked his sleeve and left gracefully.
He had preparations to make.
The act had to be convincing, so he now had to invite Kakashi and Might Guy right under the King's nose.
"Hello, is this Hatake Kakashi?"
Kakashi looked at the phone in his hand, a little puzzled.
Since when was Shikamaru so polite?
He understood!
Kakashi instantly understood; this guy must be up to something mischievous again.
Never mind, as long as it's not directed at him.
If he wants to play dumb, I'll play along.
Kakashi replied politely and distantly, "It's me, and you are?"
"My name is Nara Shikamaru, and I am the King's assistant."
"The King's assistant, is there something you need?"
Kakashi's voice turned cold.
Shikamaru was silent for a moment: "Mr. Kakashi, the King would like to invite you to the capital."
"For what?"
"To discuss how to deal with King Piccolo. I imagine you wouldn't want to encounter that Great Demon King, would you?"
Kakashi's mouth twitched.
This snarky tone, how could it be so similar to a certain someone?
"I understand."
Feigning anger, Kakashi roared and coldly hung up the phone.
On the other side,
Shikamaru smiled as he put down the phone, then dialed Might Guy's number.
Might Guy was meticulous, had the heart of a tiger, yet sniffed a rose delicately.
He quickly understood what Shikamaru wanted to convey and, with a hearty laugh, accepted Shikamaru's invitation.
"It's done. Now it's up to Naruto to execute."
After Shikamaru finished all this, his eyes flickered, and he vaguely looked towards the shadows not far away.
He was a Ninja, and the King's little tricks were mere child's play to him.
"This King is far worse than Naruto."
Intelligent people like them loved working with Naruto the most.
Why?
Because there were many benefits, and he was willing to delegate authority, never suspecting them.
Because Naruto himself possessed absolute strength to suppress all dissent.
"I miss the good things Naruto used to provide. After this matter is over, I must make Narutocompensate me for all the resources from these time periods."
Stretching, Shikamaru sighed in relief, lay on his bed, pulled out his phone, and started playing games.
He had been tense all day; only this free time in the evening, playing games and crushing noobs online, was the most comfortable period… "This Shikamaru."
Only when Kakashi and Might Guy reported the situation did Naruto realize what this guy had done.
All he could say was… well done.
"I, your old man, want to show off in front of everyone."
What the future Satan did is what he wants to do now.
No,
He had an even greater ambition than Satan.
Satan's fame was high, but to Naruto, such fame was useless.
"Since the stage is already set, how can I ignore it?"
Naruto stood silently on Mount Paozu with his hands behind his back, enjoying the scenery.
The waterfall roared, water splashing everywhere… "This Shikamaru is as honest as ever."
The King was very satisfied with Shikamaru's performance and no longer paid attention.
When those two Martial Artists arrived, he could extend an olive branch.
Since they could defeat demons, they would certainly be able to defeat the destructive King Piccolo.
The King was mysteriously confident.
In the blink of an eye, a week passed.
Seven days, gone in a flash.
The Royal Capital,
Kakashi and Might Guy converged, exchanged glances, and walked towards the hotel Shikamaruhad booked.
"Hahaha, two brave warriors, you've arrived."
Such fawning.
The moment he saw the King, Kakashi's eyes lit up, and his heart felt a little ticklish.
He wanted to adopt him.
Clearing his throat, Kakashi smiled broadly and extended his hand to shake the King's.
Might Guy stood to the side, his expression peculiar.
As a friend, as a rival, he knew Kakashi too well; Kakashi's current expression was like seeing a pet.
This King… why was he a dog?
Might Guy sighed inwardly, calmly watching Kakashi and the King chat animatedly.
Shikamaru sat to the side, also calmly observing the scene before him, not uttering a word.
"By the way, Warrior Kakashi, can you defeat that King Piccolo?"
"I don't know."
Kakashi shook his head: "I haven't fought him. You only know after you've fought him."
"Is that so?"
The King's heart sank. He turned to Might Guy: "And you, brave warrior?"
"Don't count on me. I'll tell you clearly, I can't defeat him."
Might Guy shook his head.
His current task was to highlight Kakashi, so he decisively shook his head.
The King's face stiffened, a little perplexed: 'Is this King Piccolo really that formidable?'
Shikamaru: "…"
Kakashi: "…"
Might Guy: "…"
The three of them were collectively speechless.
Wasn't King Piccolo's power obvious to all?
Your planes and tanks couldn't do anything; wasn't that clear enough?
No wonder Naruto often said the people of this world were very confused. Now that he saw it, it was true.
They couldn't even recognize reality.
How did this guy even become King?
It was truly incomprehensible.
They were greatly astonished.
"Warrior Kakashi, it's up to you. I can provide anything you need, even air and artillery support."
The King slammed the table and said coldly, "I have only one request: kill this King Piccolo."
"I will do my best."
Kakashi stood tall and declared loudly, "For justice!"
Might Guy rubbed his temples.
Shikamaru unnaturally turned his head away.
It was too much.
Senior Kakashi, you're really overacting.
"Good, truly a brave warrior."
The King praised him greatly, then smiled and said, "Look, can I see your true face?"
"Of course."
Kakashi grinned, removed his mask, revealing a face full of scars beneath.
The King: "…"
He leaned back slightly, almost scared to death.
Looking at Kakashi with lingering fear, the King praised him inwardly.
This guy, the scars on his face are all medals of honor.
"No time to lose, I'll depart immediately."
Kakashi sneered, 'This King Piccolo is in my hands.'
Then he turned to Might Guy: "You play support, I'll be the damage dealer. Let's go kill that King Piccolo."
"What do you think?"
The King also looked over meaningfully.
Might Guy grinned: "Alright then, you're strong, you're right."
…Buzz!
Buzz!
Buzz!
A helicopter soared into the sky, carrying a reporter, a cameraman, and two grim-faced experts.
The decisive battle,
It seemed about to begin…