Today was another day when the Iwagakure and Rain Ninja would launch their routine assault.
Early in the morning, Hanzo of the Salamander felt an inexplicable sense of dread.
When he turned his head, he saw his disciple Yahiko, now only fourteen or fifteen, maintaining his weapons with a grave expression.
Hanzo of the Salamander let out an imperceptible sigh. He knew that Yahiko had always loved peace and had consistently opposed this war.
However, the Land of Rain was a nation trapped between larger powers. If it did not build up its strength, it would sooner or later become another great nation's battlefield.
After all, whenever a Shinobi World War broke out, the first to suffer were always the small countries caught in the middle. If Hanzo of the Salamander had not demonstrated his strength in the last Shinobi World War, and if he had not had Konoha, the strongest shinobi village in the Shinobi World, at his back, the Land of Rain would be in the same predicament now.
That was the true reason Hanzo of the Salamander had always pursued the development of the Land of Rain, even aspiring to make it the sixth great shinobi village.
Yahiko had decent talent. In another seven or eight years, he might become a Kage-level ninja, but that would be his limit.
Amegakure had no particularly strong legacy. Even if he relied on his talent to become a Kage-level ninja, he would only be an ordinary one. It would be difficult to say whether such strength could even protect the Land of Rain, let alone change its situation.
Thus, even knowing that this Shinobi World War was not something the Land of Rain could involve itself in, Hanzo of the Salamander had still joined it in order to obtain a