As the king of the Red Ribbon Army, no one had likely ever been able to surpass him. Yet now, he had only his last breath left as he looked at him. It seemed he would never have another chance to resist, never another chance to stand up. All that remained was for him to quietly spend the rest of his life beneath hell.
However, there was always a way to resolve everything. It was not as though only the current situation held the key to a solution. In fact, there were solutions on many levels; only the method of resolving things would differ somewhat from usual. The present moment was even more so.
"That's right, I lost. But I'm glad I was able to meet an opponent as powerful as you."
The officer before him seemed to use up his final breath to say those words, then immediately fell silent. They appeared to be his last words, and the most important thing he had wanted to say at this moment. Though those words sounded different from what might be said at other times, they represented an undeniable truth.
Uchiha Hiko looked at the man who had already left this world. Even as an enemy, he was someone worthy of respect—a warrior who had charged forward bravely, possessing boundless willpower and fighting strength. He was an extremely powerful presence, one who made others feel somewhat suffocated.
"Master Roshi, give his body a proper burial. A hero like this must not be forgotten."
"Alright."
Uchiha Hiko looked at Master Roshi and said only that. Though Master Roshi did not understand why this had to be done, since Hiko wanted the man buried with honor, there had to be a reason. He only needed to follow the order.
Uchiha Hiko left that