Double-transformation: I, Sakura Haruno! Will crush the pirates!

when!

A spear of ice shot from a distance, blocking Sakazuki's fist.

"Kuzan, are you going to protect pirates?!"

"She has already lost; she is now a prisoner of war!"

The two tall men started arguing right in front of Sakura Haruno!

Sakura, who collapsed to the ground, unfortunately didn't have peanuts, sunflower seeds, or bottled water in her hands...

"Stop fighting! Please stop fighting..."

Ah!

Two murderous gazes fell upon her, causing Sakura to obediently shut her mouth.

"Sakura Haruno, member of the Roger Pirates! You are hereby arrested on charges of attacking a government vessel, obstructing the Ohara operation, and plotting to acquire an Ancient Weapon!"

Kuzan summoned a warship and ordered the soldiers to bring forward with sea stone handcuffs to arrest Sakura, and then issued an arrest warrant for her.

"Hehe, sorry, I don't want to end my journey here!"

Upon hearing Sakura's words, Kuzan and Sakazuki's pupils contracted, and they turned around abruptly.

But that power called chakra had already broken through the constraints of time and space, connecting to a kunai with a cherry blossom mark that had been inserted into the cabin of a warship that had already escaped the Ohara Sea.

call out!

The pink light flashed by, and the lava and ice spears that followed only shattered the ice surface, achieving nothing.

The girl who should have collapsed there had long since disappeared, leaving only a faint echo mocking the two rising naval stars face to face.

"Are you stupid? I can fly..."

The two tall sailors stared at each other in silence, unable to utter a sound for a long time.

Chapter 43 Tomorrow as Before and Quiet Departure

Click!

On a warship escaping naval encirclement, the sound of an object smashing through the ship's planks could be heard.

"Sauro, we're under attack!"

Robin's panicked voice rang out, and the summoned giant stared warily at the smoke-filled hole.

In everyone's sight, a pink-haired figure pushed aside the clutter and climbed up from below.

"Phew, I guess I didn't use it well, but it's still half a success!"

Sakura scratched her head and brushed the dust off her clothes.

Although the chakra had already located the spacetime anchor point sealed on the kunai, the preparation time was extremely long, and some deviations occurred while crossing space.

Is it a lack of proficiency, or...?

"Sakura!"

Just as Sakura Haruno was deep in thought, Nico Robin rushed up and tackled her to the ground.

The girl, her face streaked with tears, clung tightly to Sakura Haruno, making her feel suffocated.

"Oh...no, let go of Robin, I can't breathe!!!"

Sakura rolled her eyes and patted Robin a few times before Robin finally let go of her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know..." Seeing Sakura's miserable appearance, Robin couldn't help but shed tears again: "Those Marines, they're so mean!"

Olvia, who had regained consciousness, also retrieved a medical kit from the warship and gave Sakura temporary treatment for her injuries.

The scholars rescued from Ohara collapsed in various places on the deck, trying to suppress muffled sobs and whimpers.

"This is outrageous!"

Sakura, wrapped in massive bandages, stood up and placed one foot on the railing at the bow of the ship.

Looking down at the somber scholars below, she took a deep breath and roared!

"Hey! You idiots of Ohara!"

The girl's straightforward and obvious will rushed towards them, awakening the scholars who were gradually closing themselves off.

A pair of empty eyes looked up at Sakura Haruno, who was standing in the morning sun.

“If a holy site is destroyed, rebuild it in another place; if documents are lost, rewrite them.”

"Are you going to give up everything just because of one government crackdown?"

"Then what about the sacrifices and bloodshed of your comrades? Don't your lives cry out?"

At this moment, Sakura radiates a spirit inherited from another ancient civilization.

Over the long years, they have accumulated a wealth of experience in rebuilding everything from ruins, so the people from that civilization are never afraid of destruction!

On the contrary, the coexistence of habit and the destruction created by humankind itself is one of the most precious legacies that civilization left her.

"You idiots, without even the courage to rebuild everything from scratch, do you have the right to call yourselves a race that watches over history?!"

"well said!"

Dr. Crow emerged from the cabin with his arms crossed, the Den Den Mushi in his hand just hung up.

This authority in the field of archaeology walked straight up to Sakura Haruno and bowed deeply to her.

"Miss Haruno Sakura, on behalf of the thirty-two scholars of Ohara, I thank you!"

"Okay! I accept!"

Seeing the old man and the scholars behind him perk up, Sakura smiled brightly on her delicate face and sat down cross-legged.

[Announcement: Achievement Awarded - The Storyteller of History, Achievement Points: 100]

[Survival Achievements Settlement - Two years, cumulative achievement points: 80]

Current remaining achievement points: 330

That night, to celebrate the escape from Ohara, a grand feast was held on a naval warship by these government criminals.

Saul and Sakura went to the sea and caught two sea kings. One of them was responsible for cutting them with an ice knife, and the other was responsible for roasting them.

The scholars, who had survived the ordeal and were now in a state of renewed vigor, desperately needed an outlet for their emotions. They got themselves completely drunk, dancing wildly on the deck and, fueled by their intoxication, hurling insults at the world government.

"Why don't you join the scholars in venting your frustrations?"

Sakura Haruno stuffed her mouth with fish and handed a plate of grilled fish to Dr. Crow, who was enjoying the sea breeze on the ship's side.

"Forget it, I'm past the age where I need to rely on alcohol to comfort myself."

Although the fish was simply prepared, it did not stop Dr. Crow from enjoying it immensely.

He swallowed the fish and scrutinized Sakura Haruno until her pink hair stood on end before he spoke: "I heard from Olvia that you have a lot of talent in certain areas..."

"Not studying archaeology, but specializing in sinkholes."

Before Dr. Crow could even finish speaking, Sakura crossed her arms in a gesture of refusal.

To be honest, Sakura Haruno came to Ohara for those achievement points, but Dr. Klaue, you're thinking of taking her away with you?

The crucial point is that your industry is archaeology, and you're digging up the ancestral tombs of a kingdom that failed in its struggle for the world!

So Sakura resolutely refused, even if she was offered a direct PhD program, she wouldn't go!

"Humph!"

The old man turned his face away in anger and chewed on the grilled fish fillet with a sullen expression.

Ah...I'm so full!

Sauro, having eaten and drunk his fill, leaned back and looked at the two men on the ship's railing.

"So, Dr. Crow, what are your plans for the future?"

“I contacted an old friend and planned to take the remaining scholars to his place to lay low for a while.”

Dr. Crow did not hide anything, after all, those present were comrades who had shared life and death experiences, so he told them everything about his refuge in the Weather Kingdom of Visalia.

"What about you, Nasauro?"

After Sakura finished eating the fish, she used a hot flame to burn off the oil on her hands.

"Me? I plan to go to Elbaf to see the homeland of all the giants in the world!"

Having gone through this raid, Saul no longer abhorred fighting as he had in the past. He realized that without sufficient strength, one could not survive on this sea.

So they decided to head to Elbaf to see if they could learn some Titan combat techniques.

"Where's Sakura?"

Saullo's question made Dr. Crow stop what he was doing and prick up his ears.

"Of course I'm going home!"

The girl, whose eyebrows and eyes were curved like crescent moons, gave them a sly smile and answered them with an ambiguous answer.

The commotion on the naval warship continued. As the banquet atmosphere reached its peak, someone suggested that a group of middle-aged men and women, who were already quite drunk, insist on coming over to toast with Sakura Haruno.

Helpless, Sakura could only raise her glass of juice and toast the many scholars on the ship.

"The road ahead is long, I wish you a smooth voyage!"

And also, cheers to our bright future!!!

Cheers!

The scholars raised their glasses, the wooden cups clinked, and the wine spilled.

Laughter and cheers filled the warship once again.

In the dim light, people struggling to survive sang and danced around the mast.

A damp and cool sea breeze blew in from afar, gently inflating the huge sails.

The gentle calls of seabirds and waves resound once more, sending blessings to those who sail the seas in pursuit of their dreams.

The dust of despair and suffering has settled.

At the end of the delicate, narrow horizon, tomorrow will still be here!

Sakura Haruno leaned against the drop-off point on the ship's side, watching them, and suddenly understood why Captain Roger had used such a trick before disembarking.

'system! ’

【exist!】

'return!'

As you wish!

Chapter 44, Step 1: Take out the needle and thread; Step 2: Mom!

Late 58th year of Konoha, Hokage Building.

The serene moonlight streamed through the window into the Hokage's office, refracted by the smoke he exhaled, and finally fell in scattered spots onto the ground.

After putting down his documents and finishing his work, Hiruzen Sarutobi took his pipe off the table and tapped it on the corner to shake off the residue clogging the smoke holes.

His gaze converged, and a pot of lush, verdant bamboo came into view.

For some reason, Hiruzen Sarutobi suddenly thought of Sakura Haruno's emerald eyes.

Speaking of which, that little girl should have already obtained the Flying Thunder God scroll, right?

I wonder if she is cheering with joy right now, or if she is trapped by the barrier of the Flying Thunder God Technique.

"Fine, I'll just take a look!"

The thought of seeing the troubled look on that confident girl's face brought a smile to Hiruzen Sarutobi's aged face.

He pulled a crystal ball from his office and used his telescope technique.

Chakra surged in, woven together, and combined with the surveillance barrier covering the entire village, transforming into vision that could penetrate any physical limitation.

However, unusually, mottled patches of color appeared on the crystal ball, which should have displayed a clear image.