Chapter 20: The Byakugan's Rescuer

“The person has compensated you with 3 million gold coins. I’ll give you 1 million, and the rest is my f*e for negotiating. Also, if you need equipment, you can go to the Weapon Shop to pick it up without needing approval from the elders.”

Franz realized that this card was similar to a credit card on Earth. 1 million—wow, that’s a significant amount. He had become a millionaire in just a few months. Suppressing his excitement, Franz smirked and said,

“200,000 for negotiating is quite a lot, don’t you think? And I don’t need the Weapon Shop right now.”

Duss seemed to understand what Franz was thinking and gave a mysterious smile.

“You’ll understand the usefulness of the Weapon Shop in the future; others would be eager to get in. If you don’t need the 1 million, that’s fine.”

“Oh, no, I didn’t say I didn’t want it. I’ll take the 1 million.”

Franz quickly grabbed the magical card as if afraid Duss would take it back. Seeing his reaction, Duss smiled contentedly. It had been a long time since he had smiled this much since his wife’s passing. This was what family was.

Leaving the mansion with the 1 million, Franz thought about how to use the money wisely. His goal was simple: to build a force strong enough to ensure no one would dare to touch him, get married, have children, and live out the rest of his life. The dream of a recluse was that simple.

“Stop, stop!”

Suddenly, in front of him, Franz saw two tall young men with swords chasing a 9-year-old girl in tattered clothes. Due to the crowded street, the two young men had difficulty keeping up, while the girl skillfully wove through the crowd to escape. However, her frail body seemed on the verge of collapse.

“Please, uncle, save me!”

For some unknown reason, the girl ran to hide behind Franz, gripping his clothes tightly. Franz, feeling annoyed, thought, “I’m only 15; am I really old enough to be called ‘uncle’?”

He turned to look at the girl, intending to offer some words of advice, but he was startled. The girl had shoulder-length indigo hair, delicate features, and a small, cute figure, but what attracted Franz the most was her eyes. Indeed, the girl’s eyes were completely white, as if she had cataracts. But Franz knew this was not an illness—it was... the Byakugan.

Having watched Naruto in his previous life, Franz was familiar with the Byakugan. It was a kekkei genkai of the Hyuga clan. A person with the Byakugan had no visible pupils; their entire iris was white. Byakugan users had a 360-degree field of vision, except for a small blind spot behind the neck at the third thoracic vertebra. They could detect everything around them within a small radius. The higher the skill of the Byakugan user, the larger the radius, making them experts in close combat. The Byakugan also allowed users to see through almost any material from a great distance. It had a bit of telescopic vision, as users could focus on an object from any point at a distance. Additionally, the Byakugan’s renowned ability was seeing the flow of chakra within a ninja’s body. This led to the creation of Gentle Fist, a martial art that damages an opponent’s internal organs directly rather than causing external harm.

“It seems I have no choice but to save her.”

Franz clicked his tongue. He wanted to build a force for himself and train his subordinates using the ninja system. The Byakugan was undoubtedly a windfall from the heavens.

At that moment, the two young men caught up and, seeing the girl behind Franz, said viciously,

“Kid, hand her over to us. We are from the Iron Blood Sect. If you know what’s good for you, get lost.”

The girl’s body trembled slightly, and she clung to Franz’s clothes even tighter. Franz looked surprised.

“You’re from the Iron Blood Sect?”

“Have you heard of us? If so, get out of our way.”

Seeing Franz’s expression, the two young men grew arrogant. However, Franz shook his head and said,

“I’ve never heard of the Iron Blood Sect. What is it?”

“Do you dare mock us? You’re asking for trouble.”

The two young men, enraged, charged at Franz. The bystanders quickly scattered, not daring to intervene. People are like that, always avoiding trouble.

The two young men swung their swords at Franz. He merely smiled lightly. With a flick of his wrist, he threw two shurikens accurately, hitting the swords in their hands and quickly neutralizing their combat abilities. The young men dropped their swords and rolled on the ground, much like a scene from a slapstick comedy. Franz could easily fight a Great Warrior, let alone these two mere Warriors. If they managed to land a hit, it would have been as if Geoffrey was laughing at him.

“Stop right there! You dare to fight in the capital?”

At this moment, a squad of armored soldiers, holding spears, rushed in, making Franz think of the police scenes from his previous life, always arriving after the incident was resolved.

“Seize them all and take them to the dungeon!”

The squad leader shouted, intending to take all four to the dungeon. Franz gave a faint smile and produced a metal card to show the soldiers.

“Let’s see who dares to arrest me.”

“You think you’re... ah... Sorry, Young Master, I was blind. Please forgive me.”

The squad leader, intending to scold Franz, immediately bowed and apologized. It was no joke; the metal card had the emblem of the Golden Lion.