He was probably saddened by the mutual slaughter among his sons and no longer wished to keep living in the Land of Whirlpools.
Who would have thought that, by sheer accident, he had gained an extraordinarily long lifespan? Perhaps even outliving his own grandson would not be a problem for him.
The two continued onward along the primitive trail. Tomohiro knew this path,
but he could not remember anything about what lay within it.
Still, it was fine. They had made it through without any real danger.
When they passed through the trail, Uzushiogakure appeared before them.
Now, there was only one Uzushiogakure, and the village was truly as large as a city.
Uzushiogakure had developed the best, so the surrounding villages of all sizes had likely been absorbed by it. Now, the only ruler of the Land of Whirlpools was the Daimyo.
That made things easier for Torikaze. He only needed to find the Daimyo directly.
There was no need to deal with the administrators of those small villages, with their princes this and princes that.
Just thinking about it from last time made his scalp tingle.
Of course, Torikaze's identity was different this time. Last time, he had come to aid the Land of Whirlpools as a Konoha shinobi.
This time, he was visiting the Land of Whirlpools as Konoha's former Hokage.
Even if Torikaze did not use his identity as Hokage, he could still visit as the God of Shinobi.
In any case, his status now was worlds apart from before.
Torikaze and Tomohiro walked openly to the gates of Uzushiogakure.
As expected, the guards at the entrance stopped them.
"Stop! Who are you? Why haven't I seen you before?"
"You two, don't tell me you sneaked onto the island!"
At once, a group of shinobi surrounded