Chapter 118 I gave up getting along well with each other on the first day I came to this world.
After noon, in the forest near the mist.
A group of ninjas shuttled quickly among the trees. Except for the sound of their toes stepping on branches or the ground from time to time, there was no other sound.
Their faces were tense, as if they were suppressing exhaustion, and they were obviously performing a very urgent task——
Capture four young fugitives from the Taketori clan.
Three of them have black hair, and like all the Taketori clan members, they have rough skin and thick flesh, making them difficult to subdue; the other has white hair, and although he is young, he can easily kill chuunin and is very dangerous.
Although these four people did not hesitate to kill the Kirigakure ninja who tried to intercept them when they escaped, the elder Yuanshi, who was responsible for the Mizukage, believed that these teenagers who "performed well" last night were enough to win the battle.
In the next few years, he will become the backbone of Kirigakure Village, and it will be an important bargaining chip to completely recruit the Taketori clan, so it is best to capture him alive. Unless it is absolutely necessary, he cannot kill the opponent.
One can imagine how the ninjas responsible for this mission felt.
His comrades were killed, his home was destroyed, and Tachibana Yagura, who he didn't really like but was Mizukage, died inexplicably.
After experiencing all this and a whole night of thrilling battles, they were actually responsible for "inviting" the most ferocious enemies back as guests? It is unacceptable to think about it.
The reason why this group of people did not make a big fuss, but instead remained silent like evil soldiers, was simply because the Jonin who led the mission was a member of Elder Genshi's tribe.
"There's someone over there."
The reconnaissance ninja in the team pointed in one direction, "The chakra reaction is very weak. He is an ordinary person and should not be a target."
The leading ninja raised his hand. Everyone stopped immediately and waited silently for instructions.
"You two, staying in the team will only slow down the others."
The team leader turned his head and looked at the rear of the team, "Go over there and ask if they have seen any traces of the target, and then catch up with us at full speed. The rest of the people, continue moving forward with me."
After saying that, he took the remaining people and flew out.
Only the two young ninjas who were named remained where they were with ugly expressions.
"These bastards from big families suddenly became arrogant today."
The older boy among them carried a two-handed sword on his back and looked at the retreating team and said in a disdainful tone: "Yesterday, I only dared to hide at home and pretend to be sick, but when I heard that Lord Yagura was dead, I immediately came out to point fingers.
Huh, what about the 'genius boy' and the 'backbone'? It's not like the big families have negotiated and colluded, and Kirigakure Village has become what it used to be like before..."
"But... this is also a good thing for us."
Another young ninja carries an ordinary ninja sword. He seems to be more submissive and is probably in his early thirteen years.
As he spoke, he carefully looked at the expressions of his companions, "At least in the future we no longer have to attack villagers who are unable to resist, and we no longer have to kill each other..."
When he noticed that his companion suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him strangely, the boy with a sword quickly stopped.
"Is there something wrong with your brain?"
The boy with the two-handed sword said angrily: "If we don't kill those monsters with blood inheritance limits, how can ordinary ninjas like us ensure our status in the village? Besides, targeting those villages, the profits are very high, okay? No matter what the end
Is it true? We can threaten the villagers. If they don't give us money regularly, we will report that there is a blood heir hidden in their village. If they don't give us money, we will kill them all and take away all their savings.
Isn't this much safer than doing those dangerous tasks? They can't resist anyway...
"On the contrary, now that the policy has been cancelled, if we do missions in the future, we will most likely have to face ninjas from other countries. We will die without knowing how to die, okay?"
"That's right."
The boy with the Ninja Sword blinked his eyes. He had just become a ninja, and he didn't expect that there were so many ways in it.
No wonder the village is getting weaker day by day, but there are still so many people willing to support the Fourth Mizukage. It turns out this is the reason.
"But if you only fight against people who are weaker than yourself, it will be difficult for you as a ninja to grow..."
"Why, you look down on us seniors? Growth? Doesn't the growth of ninjas require risks? Isn't it amazing that we don't deal with opponents who can definitely be killed, but insist on finding those we can't defeat? Humph, you
After all, you are still too young..."
The boy with the two-handed sword snorted coldly, "Let's go and carry out the tasks assigned by the rich masters. I guess it's another waste of time..."
The two of them ran in the direction pointed by the scouting ninja before, and soon they saw a figure walking on the forest path - to be precise, there were two figures.
One person was walking, while the other was tied to a stretcher made of wooden sticks and vines and dragged forward, but the speed was not slow.
"It should be them."
Looking at each other, the two people immediately rushed to stop each other, but they were both a little surprised.
The person responsible for dragging his companion was actually a slender and petite girl, no more than ten years old at most.
"You two, what can I do?"
The girl's long hair was tied up, her skin was as warm white as a pear blossom, and her two violet-like eyes were as clear as a shallow stream, revealing a gentleness and kindness far beyond those of her peers.
The only thing that was a bit incongruous was the butterfly-patterned haori she wore on the outside, which was obviously a few sizes too big, and the bloodstains on the knees of the white yukata underneath.
Of course, the strangest thing was probably that she was dragging a boy of the same age who was about the same height as herself but obviously much stronger, yet she couldn't even breathe.
But because the butterfly ninja's smile was so rare in the iron-blooded place of Kirigakure Village, the two young ninjas who had never had similar experiences temporarily ignored this important doubt.
Seeing that the two of them didn't answer, but just looked at her in surprise, Butterfly Ninja repeated his question again: "Both of you, are you stopping me for something important?"
With a smile on her face, her bright eyes swept past the waists of the two men, the weapons on their backs, and the ninja bag hanging on her thighs, and finally returned to the forehead protector engraved with Kirigakure's mark.
Although from the outside, Butterfly Ninja was not wary at all.
In fact, she had already untied the rattan connecting the volunteer stretcher around her waist, turned her back with her left hand, picked up a sharp branch under the stretcher with her fingertips, and was ready to take action.
Whenever Giyu's spirit is more active - such as using the breath of the moon to breathe, opening the Sharingan or thinking about important things, the butterfly ninja can understand what is happening outside through Giyu's senses. Therefore, for the ninjas in this world
How ruthless, cruel and domineering he is, she already has a basic understanding and will never be defenseless.
"cough."
The older man coughed and woke up the boy with the ninja sword. The latter immediately said: "We are looking for someone."
He asked: "Have you seen four little guys around your age who are about the same age but move very quickly? Three of them have black hair and one has white hair..."
As he said that, he nodded at the center of his eyebrows.
"Their eyebrows were shaved off and two small dots were painted with cinnabar instead."
"Sorry, I don't know who you are talking about, and I haven't seen any children..."
Butterfly Ninja shook his head with a smile, "Actually, you are the first and second people I met today (in this world)."
As we all know, first impressions are very important, because humans are animals with preconceptions.
The performance of these two ninjas will most likely seriously affect Butterfly Ninja's views on this new world. She doesn't care to talk to these two people more.
"Like this." The sword-ninja boy had already expected this.
After all, with the way of the Bamboo Clan, if someone really witnessed their escape route, how could they let them go so easily?
Although that clan is stupid, they are not stupid to this extent.
He nodded and looked at his companion, "Senior, let's go."
"Wait a minute..." Butterfly Ninja stopped him, "These children you are looking for, will they not encounter any danger?"
Butterfly Ninja, who had adopted several orphans, was inevitably a little sensitive to such words.
In addition, Kirigakure ninjas have a reputation in Giyuu's subconscious as "weak and bad", and she worries that this is another attempt by Kirigakure to hunt down children with so-called "blood inheritance limits".
If this is the case, it proves that the dead Mizukage itself may not be the source of Kirigakure's "badness".
Hearing Butterfly Ninja ask this, the expression of the two-handed sword boy suddenly became cold.
When he mentioned the purpose of searching for these "children", he became furious.
In the early hours of this morning, the Taketori clan, which had been suppressed by Goju Yagura, learned from some source that the ANBU directly under the Mizukage was absent, so Yagura had no one to protect them. They went crazy and attacked Kirigakure Village with all their clan strength.
Nearly two hundred fighting maniacs with rough skin and no fear of pain poured into the streets and rushed towards the Mizukage Building, claiming to kill Yagura. After being stopped by the Kirigakure ninjas, a big melee broke out between the two parties until
At sunrise, the battle was still not over.
But after paying the lives of nearly four to five hundred Kirigakure ninjas, the balance of victory has been seriously tilted.
Most of the Taketori clan suffered casualties, and only a dozen or so of the strongest clansmen were still hanging on. As long as the ninjas in the village continued to besiege them, they could be wiped out in one fell swoop.
But at this moment, senior management of Kirigakure suddenly announced that the fourth generation Mizukage Yagura had died.
Now that the purpose of the Taketori clan's attack on Kirigakure has been achieved, there is no need to continue fighting, otherwise the clan will be exterminated. The leader of the Taketori clan is an old friend of Elder Genshi and immediately agreed to the proposal, but Elder Genshi still wanted to
According to the rules, they were temporarily detained.
But on the way to the dungeon, the white-haired boy with the best performance among the Taketori clan suddenly burst out like a mad man, killed the ninja who was guarding him and ran away, along with three other members of the Taketori clan.
The young man took the opportunity to follow him and fled with him.
The ninjas in the village tried to intercept him all the way, but no one succeeded!
It is conceivable that most of the ninjas in Kirigakure, especially ordinary ninjas, would be very angry when they heard about this incident, so they demanded that the prisoners of the Taketori clan be severely punished.
However, the senior leaders, composed of the patriarchs of the big families, not only did not kill the remaining Taketori clan as a warning, but instead sent people to "persuade them back"!
Now being asked again by a passerby, "Are those children in any danger?" The boy with the two-handed sword was already extremely angry.
He had been with his boss all morning, so he couldn't vent his anger and could only hold it in his heart.
But now, he has an opportunity.
In the worried eyes of his companions, the two-handed sword boy raised the corners of his mouth, walked to the side of Butterfly Ninja as if no one else was watching, looked at Giyuu who had his eyes closed on the "stretcher", and then asked condescendingly: "Speaking of which, what is going on?
?Who is he and why is he injured?"
"My father is a doctor near the swordsmith village, and he is my father's apprentice."
Butterfly Ninja's expression remained unchanged and she answered very calmly. She had heard this place name in Giyuu's mind and used it smoothly.
"Yesterday we went to the mountains to collect medicine. It was dark when we came home. He accidentally rolled down the mountain and became like this. I have bandaged his wounds, but if he wants to survive, his father will need to use the medicine himself."
"Really?"
The boy with the two-handed sword squatted down and reached out to lift off the cloth that was wrapping Giyuu's wound, but the butterfly ninja took a step forward and stood between him and Giyuu.
The boy with a two-handed sword who had always been feared and worshiped by ordinary people felt that he was offended and his mood became worse.
"Where are the medicines you collected? Why didn't I see them?"
He further asked, "Isn't that an excuse?"
"Of course not, you are thinking too much." Butterfly Ninja took out a handful of medicinal herbs from the lining of Yuori's clothes, "Most of the medicinal herbs were lost because he rolled down the mountain, but there are still some remaining here.
."
Of course, these medicines were not prepared to prevent ninjas from interrogating them, but were left over to temporarily treat Giyuu's injuries. Fortunately, Giyuu's belongings were placed at the bottom of the stretcher for convenience, otherwise it would be really unclear.
In order to convince the other party, Butterfly Ninja told the names and functions of the herbs one by one, but this only made the two-handed sword boy even more impatient.
"What a coincidence. The village had just experienced an attack, and a guy like this appeared outside with wounds all over his body."
The boy with the two-handed sword smiled sinisterly, "Who knows if you escaped from the village during the chaos."
"I'm not from here, and I don't know which village you are talking about."
The butterfly ninja still maintained a smile, "If you have finished asking, please let us leave. My partner is seriously injured. If he is not rescued, he may not survive for long."
"What's the use of living like an ant? It's better to stay in the mountains and die."
A vein appeared on the right side of Butterfly Ninja's forehead, but his smile became even brighter.
The boy with the two-handed sword didn't seem to want to continue to be in trouble, and turned to leave. Butterfly Nin thought that she had dealt with it, and that she might not need to resort to violence on her first day in this world, and she felt a little relieved.
But at this moment, the young man suddenly turned around without warning, lowered his body and tore off the black cloth wrapped around Yiyong's abdomen, revealing the hideous wound.
"This is a wound punctured by a kunai, and you said you didn't escape from the village?"
The boy with the two-handed sword let go of his hand, threw the fragments of clothing that had wrapped Yiyong on the ground, repeatedly twisted and stepped on it with his right foot, and touched the hilt of the two-handed sword behind him with his right hand, showing a triumphant smile: "You know, what a traitor is?
What’s going to happen?”
"Then you know, disturbing my patients..."
The Butterfly Ninja also raised his head that had been lowered just now. The corners of his mouth were still curved upward, but there was no smile in his eyes.
"What's the outcome again?
"It seems that I can't get along well with someone like you."
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