"Three hundred thousand, perhaps. Do you have that many?"
Torikaze smiled faintly. "That quantity is manageable. I'll have them delivered in a couple of days."
The gold that Rōsha had called on the villagers to smelt together over this period had all been successfully refined.
As a result, Sunagakure was now very well-funded. Even after paying for the trees, the remaining balance would still be enough to sustain the village for quite some time.
"Very well, Lord Torikaze. We are not in any particular hurry for the moment."
"Sunagakure stands upon yellow sands. Generation after generation, our people have lived on this sand, enduring a life short on water and food. But the desert does not necessarily have to remain unchanged forever."
Torikaze then pointed at the Kazekage. "Look at him. His village has developed very well, and it can provide for itself in all kinds of resources. If there is an opportunity, I can take you to visit his village."
Rōsha looked toward his counterpart from another world. "If I get the chance, I will certainly go and see what the Sunagakure of another world has become."
The Kazekage smiled slightly as well and nodded to him. "Of course. Sunagakure will welcome you anytime."
After staying in Sunagakure for some time, Torikaze prepared to return to Torikaze's World with the Kazekage.
Before they left, Rōsha repeatedly thanked Torikaze for the matter of the trees.
"Lord Torikaze! Thank you so much! If you had not sold us these miraculous trees, who knows how many more years it would have taken for Sunagakure to see greenery!"
Torikaze smiled faintly. "No need to be so polite. This was our transaction. Originally, these trees did not have such an effect. You were simply lucky—the person who made them had a breakthrough in strength,