In retrospect, such conclusions and rumors are not unfounded.

【you,】

[You bunch of idiots imprisoned in cages, huddled in tiny arenas, have no idea what true strength or the Five Great Ninja Villages are!!]

The wandering ninja's heart was screaming and roaring.

If it weren't for the terrifying restrictions planted within his body, and if that powerful young man with white hair hadn't completely disappeared...

They will definitely flee, they absolutely must flee!

However, in my memory, the energy began to become chaotic, my body began to swell, black blood flowed from my seven orifices, and finally turned into a terrifying escape of bits of flesh scattered everywhere. This cost caused those who craved life to retreat.

Oh, right.

【correct! 】

[And there's Lord Zabuza Momochi, and Lord Raiga Kurosuki!!]

Like drowning people in despair, they saw broken logs floating in the distance, and they immediately turned their hopeful gazes to the two senior ninjas.

No force has a better grasp of Konoha's foundation and terror than Kirigakure, a village constantly vying for power.

No one knew better than the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist how many terrifying beings were hidden in that village!

because,

This Mizukage guard, who was said to be able to conquer a small country in a single night, was once brutally crippled by an unknown genin from Konoha!

【Matt Day.】

This is the name that came to be known later; he was a ninja who specialized in taijutsu (body techniques).

According to the secrets passed down by the three surviving ninja swordsmen, the enemy used an extremely powerful amplification technique to tear apart the careless ninja swordsmen.

Moreover, the amplification technique used by the opponent must have stringent learning conditions and costs.

The martial arts master named Matt Day also died in that fight.

but,

Who can guarantee that in that ninja village teeming with talent, no one else has practiced the same secret technique?

Even if activating such a secret technique leads to death,

but,

In those great ninja villages, there is never a shortage of suicide warriors who abandon their names and give up their future!

[Remembering,]

[Remember me, Kurosuki Raiga-senpai!]

Please remind them of the ridiculous, suicidal, and self-destructive desire that has taken root in their minds!

The wandering ninjas, who were going against the wishes of the other bloodline limit users, roared wildly in their hearts, their burning gazes trying to convey all their inner thoughts through their eyes!

They themselves have no right or status to say anything.

However, these two predecessors from Kirigakure were different.

Not only does he hold a certain position and prestige within this emerging power, but he is also the one who directly commands and trains them.

Right now, we can only rely on these two!

but,

"Are you alright, Ranmaru?"

Raiga Kurosugi, carrying a special ninja sword, walked past these guys without even glancing at them. The concern and care that could be heard were only about the little guy hidden and 'symbiotic' under his wide cloak.

"Hey, don't worry about me, Lord Raiga."

"Lord Huang's oppressive aura bypassed me just now, so I'm perfectly fine."

He responded softly, his words as usual, showing no sign of being moved by the terrifying will brewing and unfolding around him.

Perhaps, in her mind, as long as she can be with Raiga, that's all that matters.

What kind of homelessness is this?

What Konoha?

What kind of death?

It's not scary at all.

As long as they coexist together, they are invincible!

"Moreover, when Lord Ara met me, he also bestowed upon me several fine pills,"

"I feel better than ever before!"

So, there's no need to worry.

Fearing that the other party was still worried, he continued to add to the list.

"Ah."

Upon hearing this, Kurozuki Raiga gave a soft snort and then fell silent.

This attitude, this detachment, made the hopeful wandering ninjas feel a chill in their hearts.

The situation is already very clear.

Aside from Ranmaru, they don't care about anyone else's life.

Even if it means going to Konoha to die, he himself would still be there.

In that case, all that's left to hope for is...

"Never kill Sang again,"

"What do you think I should do?"

After his hazy thoughts swirled in the mind of the slender young man who always wore a white mask, he finally chose to ask the rugged man in front of him for help.

His voice was very subtle.

Unlike his usual calm and composure, he was now filled with confusion and a strange, inexplicable stirring within him.

The question that was about to be heard caused Zabuza Momochi's expression to stiffen.

However, he was still standing with his back to the camera, and no one could see the faint look of panic on his face.

"Since it was the order that was given,"

"Then go ahead and do it."

After a while,

He gave his answer, his voice as cold and concise as ever.

He's just a typical, cold-blooded killer, exactly what he should look like.

"But I am merely a tool for Zaibuzan Sang."

"Absolutely not,"

"He's not suited to be..."

Bai responded hastily, a complex and indescribable emotion welling up in his chest.

He once swore,

From the day they met, from the day he was needed, he swore in his heart: he would always be Zabuza Momochi's tool!

How could it possibly have any other meaning in existence?

However, before Bai could finish speaking, the man in front of her rudely interrupted her hesitation:

"It's over."

he said.

"Everything is over. The Land of Water has returned to normal, and the blood mist of the past is being diluted."

"I no longer want to go back for revenge."

"so,"

"That's enough about the tools."

As he spoke, Zabuza Momochi suddenly turned around, his sharp eyes revealing complex emotions.

"go a head."

Looking at the approaching white mask,

Looking at the trembling pupils beneath the mask.

"This is also my order."

"You no longer need to follow behind me."

He said so.

There was a clear and palpable sense of distance in his words.

【Master Huang,】

There is a matter that requires your decision.

[While intercepting Konoha's hidden agents, I met a little girl.]

She said,

She also wanted to become a ninja, a ninja who could protect her father, brother, grandmother, and home.

I didn't give an answer, and I don't know how I would answer if there were a next time.

The path of a ninja is lonely, cruel, and fraught with uncertainty about the future.

However, in this world, without power, without the existence of those who protect these ordinary people, it seems there is no future at all.

I wonder if it was because I was thinking about my past self.

After reporting Xiao Mo's request, he added this sentence out of the blue.

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