Thud thud thud!
At the same time, as Minato Namikaze pushed open the emergency ward's door, Kisak, the oldest of Iwa's four guards, knocked on his captain's door.
"Come in..."
After the knock, his captain's listless voice quickly came from within.
Iwama...
Don't stay so dejected forever!
Taki Chiba was indeed terrifying, but I believe that one day, you definitely won't be inferior to him! Lord Rando must have believed that too, which was why he could face death without regret!
Hearing this, Kisak did not immediately push open the door. He paused slightly as this worried thought flashed through his mind. Only then did he say, "Excuse me," and push the door open.
The moment he entered, Kisak froze slightly. Aside from the room's simple yet tasteful furnishings, what met his eyes was his captain, whom he had followed throughout the war—a bearded, pale, dispirited figure who seemed to have completely lost his vitality and was nearly unrecognizable.
To be honest, he had never seen such an expression before—an expression as though the soul had been torn from someone.
It was also the first time he had seen such a complete lack of fighting spirit on his indomitable captain's face.
At that sight, his heart nearly skipped a beat.
"Is something the matter, Kisak?"
At this moment, noticing Kisak entering, Iwama forced out a smile and spoke.
Yet in Kisak's eyes, that smile was so pale and powerless that the ominous feeling rising in his heart only grew stronger.
"Kisak?"
Affected by that foreboding feeling, the oldest Iwa guard could not bring himself to speak. He merely stared at his captain with slightly widened eyes, prompting even the already downcast and despondent Iwama to call out again.
"Huh?"
At the call, Kisak first blanked out, then quickly came back