Amber sat in the chair, his tall, burly frame covered in scars of every size across his exposed arms and neck. His right eye was blind, and his short hair had only just grown back.
"I just want to help you. Everyone in Hope Village and I have been working hard to cultivate Ripple, ninjutsu, and swordsmanship."
"In the past, when we were weak, it was you, Lord Lin Qing, who sheltered everyone from the wind and rain. Now that we've grown, it's our turn to do our part."
Amber's intentions were pure.
He just wanted Lin Qing to take a break.
A leader could go to the front lines, but if the leader was always the one on the front lines while the rest of them hid in the rear...
That was just too strange.
Lin Qing said, "But there are only a little over thirty people left in Hope Village."
At that, Amber smiled.
"Ever since the unrest began in the Land of Water, quite a few people have come to join us. Of course, without your approval, we won't teach them Ripple or ninjutsu. As long as you agree, manpower for the army won't be a problem."
They weren't ninja.
They weren't samurai.
They were an "army," born from the old ways.
After a long silence, Lin Qing slowly nodded and accepted Amber's proposal.
Lin Qing alone couldn't put an end to the unrest spreading throughout the Land of Water.
Distance and time were problems that could never be solved.
Even if Lin Qing flew as fast as he could, the Land of Water was small enough that he might just barely manage it. But what would happen when he faced the other nations in the future?
The ninja of Kirigakure could certainly help, but it still