The third generation Hokage sent Danzo to jail at the beginning

The hateful reality left Xi speechless, but deep down he couldn't accept that Kumogakure was following Konoha like a follower.

Nowadays, even the temporary headquarters building is rented from Konoha, and the degree of autonomy is not even as good as that of Sunagakure.

Is there really a future like this...

But at least maintain the last bit of dignity.

Thinking of this, Xi's face became even uglier.

Seeing this, Killer Bee sighed and had to explain softly: "Only if the ninja world remains in chaos can the Cloud Village have a real chance to rebuild, Xi."

The voice was low, but the decibel level was high enough for Xi to hear every word.

Xi widened his eyes in surprise and looked at Kirabi with an incredible look - so strange.

Is so-called flattery actually just forbearance and... fanning the flames?

The once reckless and somewhat irresponsible rapper now has a new image in Xi's eyes.

Xi said unconfidently: "Then...this time."

Killer Bee gnashed his teeth and said in a low, resentful voice, "Try to preserve your strength... temporarily, let go of your hatred. At least we can't use all our strength to take revenge on the Akatsuki organization."

"After this, Kirigakure and Ōnoki won't be too quiet either."

As for Sunagakure, in Killer Bee's opinion, their backbone has been broken by Konoha since the Chunin Exam, so there is no need to consider them at all.

"Also...if we have a chance after we defeat Dawn this time, we should try to capture as many tailed beasts as possible."

Kirabi's voice became lower and lower.

I will endure hardships and endure hardships until my great revenge is achieved and Yunyin is reborn. Only then will I, Kirabi, pick up rap again.

Xi nodded thoughtfully.

The voice and figure of the former fourth generation of Raiin now overlap with Kirabi. The former comedian has now completed a miraculous transformation in the shadows.

Kirabi said in a deep voice: "Xi, go to bed early. Tomorrow, the battle will officially begin."

Xi gave Kirabi a deep look, then bowed his head and left the tent. The night wind blew gravel against his face, and he couldn't help but stop and look back.

In the tent, the low and sad folk song sounded again.

'I've lived like this for thirty years~

Until the Cloud Hidden Collapses

The darkness deep in the clouds~

A scene that overwhelms my heart～???

Kirabi is singing~

The Raikage is in the distance~

When the rain stops~

Who will continue this song~Ding~Dingdingding???'

The song evoked the sadness and memories in Xi's heart.

He stood here for a long time.

Finally, he sighed deeply and turned away.

The night wind blew past, blowing up a few fallen leaves.

……

Kirigakure headquarters camp.

"Damn, who is singing such a sad song? Even a dog would cry if it heard it."

Qing shook his head after hearing this and said speechlessly to Mizukage Terumi Mei.

Mei Terumi leaned lazily on the main seat, her slender fingers tapping the armrests lightly to the sad melody.

"Oh? I think it's quite good." She parted her red lips slightly, her voice tinged with admiration. "It's not easy to maintain such artistic spirit on the battlefield."

"Hmph, it's not even close to a traditional opera." Qing snorted coldly, walked to the sand table in the center of the tent, and got back to business. "Lord Mizukage, something's not right with this battle."

Mei Terumi's expression straightened, indicating she was listening. Since she had just ascended the throne, with a young ruler and a precarious state, it was natural for her to listen to the opinions of the veteran ministers.

Qing analyzed, "Both sides are too restrained. This no longer feels like a war between ninjas. If they're afraid of the other side's large-scale ninjutsu, they should be fighting in the inner city of Yugakure, overwhelming them with overwhelming force, and then encircling and suppressing the enemy's core."

Qing adjusted the positions of the various kunai on the sand table and frowned, saying, "But now, in this situation, with two armies facing each other, exchanging declarations of war, it's like going back to the Warring States Period before the Ninja Age... No, to the Samurai Age even before that."

Mei Terumi nodded thoughtfully.

"And the Hokage's condition isn't right either."

Mei Terumi also noticed this and said, "The number of people coming from Konoha this time is too small. And apart from those who are directly under the Hokage's command of the Anbu, every Konoha ninja who appears is a well-known elite."

Without the low-level cannon fodder like the Genin and Chunin, it wouldn't feel like a formal war at all.

If the war turns into a quagmire and a mess, cannon fodder can actually play a very important role. Just by risking their lives, they can bring enough valuable intelligence to the main force of their side.

"Then..." Qing thought for a moment before speaking, lowering his voice. "Hoshigaki Kisame defected to Konoha. I secretly used my Byakugan to observe the Konoha Anbu team... and saw him."

Hear this.

Mei Terumi's fingers suddenly tightened, and the cup made a crisp sound under the weight. Tea splashed on her skirt, but she seemed completely unaware.

"I see." Her voice was low and filled with obvious displeasure. "No wonder Konoha refused to return Samehada and Kisame to us."

Outside the tent, the sad singing continued.

Mei Terumi gazed at the flickering candlelight, a complex emotion flickering in her eyes. She had originally intended to persuade Kisame to return to Kirigakure, even considering granting him amnesty. After all, with Kirigakure in such dire need of a master like him, the village was in dire need of reconstruction.

However, the traitorous ninja of the Mist Village, Hoshigaki Kisame, has actually defected to Konoha.

Qing Yi sighed and shook his head: "I don't know what conditions Konoha proposed. When you, Mizukage-sama, were sent to Konoha as an envoy, Kisame should have just been captured by Konoha not long ago."

Qing showed a look of disdain: "Maybe he is afraid of death."

Mei Terumi felt annoyed for a moment, but finally lost her temper and sighed, "There's nothing we can do. We're too financially dependent on Konoha right now."

Mei Terumi rubbed her forehead, as if she was confused.

The Land of Fire does occupy the most fertile place in the Ninja World, and the Daimyo of the Land of Fire has the highest support for Konoha, but there is no reason for him to support it to this extent.

It is said that the Fire Nation Daimyo hasn't changed into new clothes in a long time, the food standards have been declining, and he works until late at night every day. Is there really such a diligent and hardworking person?

Chapter 88: The Five Nations Have Blood Debts with Each Other

After I have firmly established myself as the Mizukage and Kirigakure is more stable.

"Once I have truly established myself as the Mizukage..." she whispered to herself, "Maybe I should go and persuade the Daimyo of the Land of Water, just like I did in Konoha."

Qing looked up at the words, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. Terumi Mei shook her head, tucked her scattered hair behind her ears, and her eyes became clear again.

"It's too early to say that now." Her voice returned to calm. "The most important thing right now is to use this opportunity to restore Kirigakure's reputation."

Qing Shen nodded in agreement. Kirigakure had been plagued by internal strife over the years, and they truly needed a decisive victory to deter all parties.

"Lord Mizukage is wise." Qing said, reaching out and pulling up the blue kunai representing Kirigakure on the sand table.

"I will fight tomorrow and win Kirigakure's first victory."

The battle between ninjas is a battle of intelligence. Qing is confident that he has obtained intelligence on Akatsuki members.

will win.

The kunai twirled beautifully between his fingers, its cold light illuminating his determined face.

Mei Terumi tapped the armrest with her fingertips, making a rhythmic sound. "After our victory in the first battle, we should withdraw our strength. This is already worthy of the price Konoha paid."

Her eyes swept across the symbols of other factions on the sand table: "This war is not worth Kirigakure's all-out effort."

Ao's eyes flashed with admiration. This young new Mizukage was both powerful and capable of assessing the situation. Having grown up in the Village of Blood Mist, he understood better than anyone how crucial such a leader was to Kirigakure today.

Hidden in the fog, the future is promising.

……

Iwagakure headquarters camp.

Ohnoki felt gloating when he heard the sad song coming from Kumogakure.

If we were to say who in the ninja world has the biggest conflict with Kumogakure, it would not be Konoha, but Iwagakure.

"Tsk tsk tsk, these stray dogs might have to make a living by singing in the future."

Heitu, standing aside, couldn't help but interrupt, "Old man, your words are too harsh, aren't they? You should be a little..."

"What should I do?" Ohnoki's sharp eyes swept over Kurotsuchi.

"Sympathize with them?" He floated to the door of the tent and looked towards the distant Hidden Rain Village. "In this ninja world, the weak don't even deserve sympathy."

Humph.

You, a young girl of the new generation, don't understand at all the hatred between us, Iwagakure and Kumogakure.

Ohnoki shook his head helplessly. His granddaughter grew up in such a stable environment.

Ohnoki sighed and floated back to Kurotsuchi, who looked unhappy and unconvinced. He patiently explained to his granddaughter Kurotsuchi that although the five countries are now an alliance, they all had blood debts with each other in the past.

Let’s not talk about us and Kumogakure, let’s talk about other villages.

For example, the famous white-haired Kakashi of Konoha has a deep hatred for us.

For example, Chiyo of Sunagakure. Although she looks like a kind old lady, she wants to kill Kakashi of Konoha at any time.

For example, Ao of Kirigakure and the Hyuga clan of Konoha both wanted to eat him.

The relations among the five countries are complicated. You are still too young and too naive, Heitu.

Heitu, who had been educated by reality, scratched her head. Before she came, she really thought that this was a just anti-terrorism operation by the five countries.

"What about this time? Grandpa, should we try our best to conserve our strength and consume them?" Heitu said a little unconfidently.

Ōnoki showed an expression that showed that the child was teachable.

The innocent Kurotsuchi tried to plot a conspiracy, saying, "Then wait until they are both defeated by Xiao, and then we will strike at them all..."

It is difficult to learn well, but it only takes a few minutes to learn bad black soil.

But Ōnoki, contrary to his usual behavior, shook his head: "This time is different. In the end, we still have to cooperate with that old thief Sarutobi."

Heitu tilted his head, expressing confusion.

Ohnoki narrowed his eyes, stared at the sand table, and said in a deep voice: "That Pain is different. He must be eliminated if he can be eliminated."

Ohnoki's memory couldn't help but go back to the shadows of his youth.

Otherwise... if that Rinnegan continues to grow, the ninja world might really have another big daddy.

Kurotsuchi returned to normal and said with some disappointment: "And I don't know what's happened to Deidara-nii."

Speaking of this, Ohnoki got angry again and said angrily: "This bastard actually said that I have no artistic talent and want to continue to hang out with Akatsuki. I am so angry! I must personally-"

"Oh my waist!"

"Old man, are you okay?"

……

Inside the Sand Village camp.

Chiyo sat alone in front of the dim oil lamp.

The whistling sound of the wind outside the tent seemed far away in the horizon, and her wrinkled fingers gently stroked a yellowed old photo.

A sad folk tune was faintly heard.

In the photo, her son is hugging his daughter-in-law's shoulders, with young Scorpion between them. The red-haired boy is holding a crude puppet toy and smiling innocently.

"Scorpion..." the old woman murmured softly, her voice so hoarse that it was almost inaudible.

There was no reply, perhaps Scorpio had already severed his family ties.

Chiyo carefully put the photo into her pocket.

At this moment, perhaps she was the only commander in the Five-Nation Alliance who could empathize with the folk ninja.

……