Chapter 50.4- And so the Dragons Danced

He briefly considered putting an arrow in the man’s eye for the threat but abandoned the thought.

XXXXXX- DAIGO

“I want none of your money. I will kill this Natsu Wu, but only because my honour would have it of me” He told the woman that had come to him with this offer. She worked for someone. Someone most definitely wealthy and powerful, but Daigo had no need for wealth or power. He had enough of the two of them from a long and successful career.

No, what he needed now was something baser. Something more concrete and worth far more than gold.

“So how will you do it?” The woman asked rolling easily with his refusal of her moe than generous offer.

“He is taking offers for duels, is he not?”

“You would fight him in an Agni Kai”

“I am not stupid, no. I am an honorable man, but no fool. I will attend these fuels of his and watch him. One day, he will fight someone strong, or stressful, or tiring, and then he will be distracted on his journey back to his palace. That is when I will strike” He said with thin lips. He had never planned an assassination before but he had foiled more than a few in his long lifetime. It was in foiling one that he had met Piandao, his old friend after all.

‘We’ve made enough money. We should retire as wealthy men’ he remembered Piandao telling him. His friend had told him nothing of his desire to start working with traitors and risk his life in combat with the Fire Nation itself. Had he thought Daigo would judge him? He couldn’t have. Daigo had not a shred of nationalist pride in him. To him, the Fire Nation was a place just like any other and he would have worked to tear it all down at Piandao’s word. So why hadn’t he told him? He didn’t trust him. That was the only explanation he could think of, and that meant that he had failed him. Failed his closest friend. His confidant. His brother.

 “Well, if you are going to do it, hen there is nothing for us to speak about then” She said, standing up.

“No. Not so fast. We still have something you can do for me”

“So you want the gold?”

“Are you daft girl? I care not for gold. But since you have offered yourself to help, then you shall procure seven barrels of blasting jelly for me. High Grade Blasting Jelly, not the local one.” He said with a sharp smile.