In Naruto, the more harems you have, the stronger you are.

She ate the food in the bowl gracefully, and occasionally agreed with Li Fan's topics.

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Author's note: Two chapters today, 6000 words in total. After I finish typing in the morning, I will update the second chapter at noon.

Chapter 116: The Prophet of Akatsuki (Additional chapters for reaching 90 monthly votes)

"Master Prophet, a message from Konoha!"

A young man with several facial tattoos rushed into the office excitedly and said to the masked man who was processing documents.

"Oh, so fast?"

"Let them in."

On the first day of officially taking over as the prophet of the Hidden Rain Village, she quickly wrote neat comments on the document in her hand and said casually.

Seeing the young man walk out, Xiaonan, who was sitting next to him, smiled beautifully on her cold face:

"The prophet was right again. Konoha really took the initiative to contact us first."

The prophet shook his head and gently tapped the iron mask on his face, and the mask immediately made a crisp knocking sound.

"It's nothing. As long as the people of Konoha are not too stupid, they will definitely do this."

After a few minutes.

Several Konoha Anbu filed in.

A Konoha Anbu stepped forward, bowed slightly, and spoke calmly but respectfully from behind the mask on his face:

"Are you the leader of Akatsuki?"

"Hokage-sama and Kazekage-sama both have a letter for you."

The prophet just nodded slightly and glanced at Xiaonan.

Seeing this, Konan quickly stood up, trotted over in a very girlish manner, and took the letter from the Konoha Anbu.

The prophet elegantly took the letter from Xiaonan's white and slender hands and opened it slowly.

Xiaonan's light orange pupils reflected the prophet's unhurried demeanor.

She looked at the prophet with some admiration.

The prophet exuded grace in every move he made, which was so charming.

The prophet took out the two folded letters from the envelope and read the Hokage's letter first.

After a few minutes.

She picked up another letter and began to read.

As soon as the letter was opened, the crooked handwriting appeared in the prophet's inky black pupils.

Seeing the ugly handwriting that was familiar yet unfamiliar, a trace of nostalgia flashed across the prophet's eyes.

She unconsciously stroked the words in the letter with her black-gloved hand.

The leading Konoha Anbu bowed his head respectfully.

But he carefully observed the Akatsuki leader's every move with the corner of his eyes.

The leader of Akatsuki is obviously a woman, and although her eyes are haggard, you can tell at a glance that she is very old.

But it strangely gives people a very young feeling.

Just like the feeling of Lady Tsunade?

"I understand what Lord Hokage and Lord Kazekage mean."

"Please tell the Hokage and Kazekage that from now on, the Hidden Rain Village will be the two villages' unwavering allies!"

The leading Anbu breathed a sigh of relief. After a few polite words, he said cautiously:

"I wonder if you, Lord Chief, would allow us to visit Chief Hanzo?"

The prophet nodded calmly and said:

"Of course, Konan, take them to see Hanzo-sama."

"Yes, Prophet."

The Konoha Anbu followed behind the woman named Konan.

He silently took note of Konan's way of addressing the leader of Akatsuki, and began to ponder the meaning of the name Prophet.

Akatsuki is a new organization that was established not long ago and was not very famous before.

The spy ninjas that Konoha arranged in the Rain Country were unable to collect much useful information.

After everyone has gone out.

The prophet unfolded Li Fan's letter again, and she slowly stroked the words in the letter with trembling hands.

After a few seconds, the prophet looked around, then carefully pulled open his robe.

In an instant, beautiful long lavender hair appeared in the office.

The fresh fragrance of hair spreads in the cool air.

The prophet shook her long, smooth hair charmingly and took off the iron mask on her face.

Under the iron mask was a beautiful face of a woman who looked to be in her twenties, quiet and lovely.

But the strange thing is that she looks like a woman in her twenties.

Her eyes were full of vicissitudes, and she looked like a centenarian.

The prophet placed Li Fan's letter on his tall, snow-white nose and took a deep breath in ecstasy.

At this moment, there was only perverted obsession on her face.

What about his mysterious calmness in front of everyone in Akatsuki?

"Master Konan, I wonder who the Kumo Ninja is that attacked Master Hanzo?"

The leading ANBU followed Konan through building after building and suddenly asked.

Xiaonan was suddenly asked a question, but she didn't look flustered at all. She responded in a somewhat cold tone:

"When we arrived, the attackers had almost gone far away."

"I only saw the attacker's back. He seemed to be a bronze-skinned, sturdy Kumo ninja."

The leading ANBU's brows furrowed slightly beneath his mask.

A bronze-skinned, sturdy Cloud Ninja.

He was able to beat a demigod of the ninja world, who was assisted by more than a dozen personal rain ninjas, to the brink of death in such a short time.

After much thought, the leading Anbu member could only think of two people who could do this in the Hidden Cloud Village.

The leading ANBU wanted to ask more questions but found that the stunning female ninja named Konan had stopped.

Xiaonan stretched out her slender fingers and gently knocked on the heavy iron door.

After a while, the iron gate was opened.

A young man with long crimson hair poked his head out and said with some doubt:

"Xiao Nan, what's wrong? It's not time to change shifts yet."

"Behind me is Konoha's ANBU-sama. He's coming to visit Hanzo-sama."

"Okay, then come in."

As soon as the leading Anbu entered the room, a strong smell of medicine immediately penetrated the mask and rushed into his nose.

As was their usual habit, the Anbu first looked at the people in the room.

There were ten Rain Ninjas in the room, all scattered around the room.

From where they were standing, as soon as an intruder came in.

No matter from which angle the invasion comes, they can respond immediately.

This is only what is on the surface. There are at least a dozen Chunin-level chakras hidden around in secret.

It seems that Akatsuki attaches great importance to Hanzo's safety.

But maybe this is also a partition in another sense?

Under the vigilant gazes of many Rain Ninjas, the Anbu walked over to Hanzo's bed.

I saw a middle-aged man wrapped in bandages lying on the bed, his eyes closed and his breathing very weakly.

There were more than a dozen IV bottles hanging on the head of the bed, and there were more than a dozen thin tubes on Hanzo's arms connected to those IV bottles.

"There's no hope, and at most he can only survive for another ten days."

He just glanced at Hanzo a few times.

The experienced Anbu came to this conclusion in his heart.

Xiaonan took a few steps forward, and said in a cold and pleasant voice full of reluctance:

"Anbu-sama, although Hanzo-sama is still unconscious, we will definitely do everything we can to treat him. The Hidden Rain Village cannot do without him."

The ANBU rolled his eyes and nodded, becoming polite.

After a few minutes.

Looking at the figure of Konoha Anbu walking away.

Nagato stood next to Konan and said uncertainly:

"Xiao Nan, will he notice anything?"

After Nagato finished saying this, the rain suddenly got heavier and strong winds blew from time to time.

Even though they were standing under the eaves, the two of them could not avoid getting wet by the rain.

The drizzle of rain flowed along the purple hair and over the rain-ninja forehead protector on Xiaonan's forehead.

The raindrops obediently passed over Xiaonan's smooth and beautiful cheeks, dripping silently from her soft white face.

Xiaonan gently brushed her hair that was wet by the rain, and a confident smile appeared on her cold face:

"No, unless someone from the Hyuga clan comes, there is no way they will discover the prophet's illusion."

When Nagato heard this, the worry on his face faded.

"Konan, the Prophet's eyes when he cast the illusion on Hanzo that night were completely different from his usual black pupils. It looked like..."

"Nagato, don't think too much about these things. At this point, do you still not believe in the prophet?"

Nagato smiled and shook his head.

"How is that possible, even if the prophet is really from that tribe."

"Based on what she has done since we met, I trust her completely."

after a while.

Several Konoha Anbu walked on the rain-soaked ground, leaving footprints of varying depths on the long walkway.

"Captain, what's going on?"

A Konoha Anbu suddenly asked softly.

The ANBU captain among the group jumped lightly, avoiding the large pit in front of him, and said calmly:

"no problem."

"Although Hanzo is still unconscious and has less than half a month to live, he doesn't look like he's been affected by an illusion."

Another Konoha Anbu replied:

"So, Hanzo was really attacked by the Kumo Ninja?"

The ANBU captain turned his head and looked at the ANBU, and said cautiously:

"That should be correct. Since there is no sign that he was affected by the illusion, it means that what he said in front of the Rain Ninja before he passed out last night really came from his heart."

"Captain, but this doesn't make sense. Why would the Kumo Ninja attack him for no reason?"