After the scroll self-ignited, a burst of chakra erupted.
The binding force directly sealed all three of them in place.
"Stop arguing."
"Otherwise, I'll make you shut up forever."
The ninja whose wrists had both been severed was truly beginning to disgust Roy.
Hearing Roy's words, the ninja forcibly suppressed his cries.
The guy before him was too terrifying.
The sealing scroll had been broken in an instant, and his taijutsu was even more astonishing.
With a single strike, he had severed his wrists.
Logically speaking, a ninja like this should have been famous throughout the shinobi world.
After all, the other party was a Konoha ninja, and the shinobi world's attention toward Konoha was anything but insignificant.
Whether it was the former Yellow Flash, Namikaze Minato, Body Flicker Shisui, or the Copy Ninja, Kakashi.
As long as a Konoha ninja gained even a little fame in the shinobi world, they would quickly be remembered by everyone.
"Rogue ninjas?"
Seeing that they had finally quieted down, Roy asked calmly.
"Yes."
The older ninja had already accepted reality.
The young ninja before them was simply not someone they could fight against.
Rather than resist stubbornly, it was better to wait. There might still be a chance of survival.
"Which village were you from before?"
Roy was somewhat curious.
The four of them had acted together, so there was a high chance that they had known each other well.
"Iwagakure."
"During the Third Shinobi World War, we grew tired of war, so before the fighting ended..."
"We left the village."
The middle-aged ninja spoke again.
"I'll give you a chance to live."
"Become my men."
As Roy spoke, he rapidly released a stream of chakra.
The seals binding the three of them were immediately undone.
"What do you need us to do?"