One after another, pleading requests filled with regret and remorse rang out.

For four years, they had become accustomed to accepting their fate and living under an unseen shadow, almost driving away the sun that had just begun to shine.

If it weren't for Inaba-senpai, they might still not have seen this level clearly, forever living only in the present and forgetting to envision the future.

"Please, big brother."

A crisp sound rang out.

"Please, Lord Ara."

Fushima Sei, who went to help, also knelt down on the ground.

After all, this is his hometown.

I don't know how much time has passed.

It felt like a blink of an eye, yet also like several autumns and winters had passed.

"Hiring me would be very costly; are you really willing to accept that?"

The cold words, like a divine decree, sent a shiver down the spines of everyone kneeling and listening.

This must be a pact with the devil.

However, it seems that this is the only path left to a life of ease and peace.

Tetsuji Inaba looked up and scanned the room.

cost?

Is there any price more arduous or hopeless than the life we ​​have now?

"Yes, we understand."

Seeing that no one objected, he looked into the boy's cold eyes and responded in a deep voice.

"interesting."

"Then, I can accept your commission, but there is no turning back."

A trace of warmth finally appeared in Huang's voice.

At the same time, the chilling warning sent a shiver down the spines of everyone present.

But in the end, no one spoke up, no one objected.

Just as the old man said,

The young man in front of her could have refused Xiaoling's request, could have avoided provoking the evil cult, and could have simply taken the money and left.

But he didn't.

This alone is enough to demonstrate his uniqueness.

"Fushima Sei, distribute the money."

Seeing this, Huang spoke up to add.

"Yes!"

The information broker kneeling on the ground immediately responded.

However, at the moment he raised his head, he suddenly realized that the boy in front of him was gradually merging with a strange figure.

And that figure seemed to be the king he had been longing for.

The king who will end this chaotic land!

"Master Huang."

Looking at the perfectly overlapping figures, a hint of piety quietly crept into his voice.

Chapter 323 You are about to be free.

The night falls,

The moon shines brightly, and the Milky Way is dazzling.

A brilliant starry sky is perhaps the most beautiful scenery in the desert.

However, as the gaze descends and focuses on the ground, everything appears grotesque and desolate.

The endless, dim yellow light greedily swallowed everything that existed there, while the noisy sandstorm relentlessly swept through every corner.

The Land of Wind, the Land of Hidden Sands, truly lives up to its name.

"Thank you."

"Thank you so much. You led me in, and now you're personally seeing me out."

A beautiful woman with long, flowing hair spoke in a strange voice, but the dark purple tongue that inadvertently brushed past the corner of her lips left not any allure, but a strange sense of unease!

"Then, I'll leave without seeing you off."

Gazing at the dangerous figure before him, the man seeing off the guest showed no emotional fluctuation, merely bowing slightly, adhering to the most basic courtesy.

"Well, anyway, we'll be seeing each other again soon."

"Right there."

Despite the distance displayed by the burly man, the beautiful woman showed no displeasure and continued to respond to his words with a smile.

Upon hearing this, a hint of unease crept onto Maki's face.

However, due to the shadow of the city gate tower and the strip of cloth hanging over his eyes, his expression was not very clear.

He was genuinely reluctant to respond to this topic.

Because when we meet again, countless elite Sand Village warriors will be resting in eternal rest in this foreign land.

However, when his gaze swept over the woman's shoulder and landed on the endless yellow sand and the dust storms of the heavens, all such compassion, hesitation, and sorrow were completely erased.

Everything is for the future of the village.

"At that time, we hope that you will provide your full assistance."

As an elite Jonin of Sunagakure, Maki bowed again, his words now carrying a touch more warmth and a pleading tone.

Upon seeing this, the woman slowly narrowed her long, narrow eyes, a peculiar smile playing at the corners of her eyes.

"Yes, of course."

"After all, we are allies who each have their own needs."

'Slurp.'

A dark purple tongue swept across the woman's lips again, and the windproof hat she held in her hand was quickly put on her head, the white veil hanging down to cover her face.

"take care."

Upon hearing these words, Machi bowed even more humbly.

He knew perfectly well how terrifying and dangerous the person in front of him was, and he also knew that he was like a small snake whose vital point was being held, and could only be manipulated by him.

but,

All of this is for the future of Sunagakure.

So that future generations can grow up in green spaces and breathe clean air!

Instead of being forever lost and buried in this desolate desert.

"Hey."

The woman did not reply, but simply chuckled and turned away, walking calmly toward the sandstorm.

Only when the presence of that person was completely gone, and when that person's figure had completely disappeared into the darkness, did Maki slowly straighten his body.

After gazing once more at the distant east, he slowly walked toward the entrance of the village.

[It's just Lord Kazekage,]

Can cooperating with that person truly lead to a future for Sunagakure?

After passing through the gates of Sunagakure, even this battle-hardened elite Jonin couldn't help but look worriedly at the brightly lit tallest building.

That place is the 'heart' of the entire Sunagakure village.

That's where the Fourth Kazekage works.

"This is a high-stakes gamble fraught with uncertainty, Rasa!"

"Orochimaru is an extremely dangerous person. He can betray Konoha and old man Sarutobi. Wouldn't he betray us too?"

Are you really sure you want to work with him?

"It's not too late to turn back now."

"The letters we sent can be considered normal diplomatic exchanges between the two countries. In fact, we could say that we still have the initiative in our hands!"

"To gain the gratitude of Konoha and take the initiative to eliminate the dangerous Orochimaru."

The oppressive silence in the reception room was broken by an elderly man sitting in the seat of honor. As he spoke, the excitement in his voice became increasingly clear, and his aged face flushed slightly with emotion.

These words immediately earned a slight nod from half of the attendees, as their biggest concern was that the other party was Orochimaru.

After all, that guy has such a long criminal record that it's really hard to trust him.

"Luo Sha, think about it again!"

"One wrong step leads to another, and this decision could very well push the entire Sand Village into an abyss!"

Gazing at the man standing in front of the French windows, the old man suddenly stood up and raised his voice again to warn him.

There is no doubt that he loves this village.

That's why it happened at this time.

When a consensus had already been reached, it was brought up again in an attempt to overturn the previous decision.

Amidst the surging emotions behind him, the Fourth Kazekage, gazing towards the distant east, finally composed himself and slowly descended in response:

"To receive Konoha's gratitude?"

"Would this gratitude be enough to persuade Konoha to allocate even an inch of land to the barren Land of Wind?"

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