The lingering glow of the setting sun dyed the Red-Armored Army camp a warm orange-red.
Ren and Shisui, who had met Uchiha Yashiro on the outskirts, had just approached the camp perimeter when a figure came out to meet them—it was Uchiha Fugaku.
The scarlet Sharingan glimmered faintly in the twilight, its gaze sweeping over the two of them like a blade.
"Commander."
The instant the two pairs of Sharingan met in the air, both sides confirmed each other's identities.
Since only Uchiha could actively activate and deactivate the Sharingan, it fundamentally eliminated the possibility of outsiders impersonating members of the Red-Armored Army.
"Fugaku, have the night patrols been arranged?"
"They have."
Seeing that neither of them was injured, Fugaku finally let go of the worry in his heart and replied.
"Yashiro and Yakumi will handle the daytime shifts. After midnight, Shisui and Tekka will take over."
Ren nodded slightly, then turned to Uchiha Shisui beside him and said gently, "Eat something, then get some rest. Don't let your guard down tonight."
After all, Kirigakure was one of the Five Great Shinobi Villages and was renowned for assassination techniques. Although Ren looked down on the Kirigakure of the future, which would only be good for making up the numbers, Kirigakure was still quite a threat to the clan at present.
In short—despise Kirigakure strategically, but take Kirigakure seriously tactically.
"Commander, Shisui understands."
After bowing to accept the order, Shisui nodded to the smiling Fugaku and entered the tents.
Ren swept his gaze across the camp. The defensive fortifications were arranged in orderly layers, the Five-Seal Barrier shimmered faintly, the tents stood in neat rows, and cooking smoke curled up from the designated area.
After exchanging a few words with Fugaku, Ren headed straight for the central command tent. As he