"Wah..." Accompanied by a suffocating roar, a head rolled down. The scattered temporary camps in the dark Forest were deathly quiet, because no one was able to speak.
Without any subtle, deliberate movements, the blood on the weapons was wiped away, and the figures in the darkness left their positions.
"Whoosh—" Several figures leaped into the space between the camps one after another.
"Teacher, mission complete!" the three younger voices said in unison.
"Yes." The one receiving the report nodded in acknowledgment.
The ones committing crimes in the night were naturally the four members of Team 40. After learning the latest information about Kirigakure that day, Mirai had made the next decision, and they had detoured through the Forest. For half a month, they had excelled at destroying enemy units like this—whether through careful planning or straightforward force.
By now, under Mirai's experienced guidance, they had penetrated deep behind enemy lines, avoiding the mist and repeatedly striking Kirigakure's forces in advance. Kirigakure's upper ranks had also become aware of their existence, but Mirai's skills made them difficult to locate.
Unable to obtain precise information, Kirigakure could only dispatch its remaining forces to search for them. This caused the four of them plenty of trouble, but the more pressure they faced, the sharper they became, and the faster they grew. They were constantly in battle, fighting endlessly for their lives. They were no longer who they had once been. Like now, after Mirai had handled preliminary work such as poisoning and disguise, they could independently and thoroughly assassinate an entire group of enemies.
Although the assassination team still posed no threat to Jonin, such progress was equally astonishing. If, nearly a month ago, they had been on the same level as over a hundred graduates, then now they had left those