After walking for a while longer, Uchiha Mirai looked at the corpses appearing on the ground from time to time and could not help sighing. "Hanzo has gotten old."
"No, it would be more accurate to say that cruel reality has worn away all his spirit."
Back then, Hanzo of the Salamander had been known as the "Demigod" and had boldly led Amegakure in launching the Second Shinobi World War.
At the time, Hanzo of the Salamander had been so high-spirited that even the title of Konoha's Three Shinobi had been bestowed by him.
But now, faced with invasions from other nations, this ninja once called the "Demigod" had led his subordinates into hiding.
Perhaps Orochimaru had been right.
People changed. If someone had remained unchanged from beginning to end, it was only because they had died before they could change.
Suddenly, the loud cry of a baby rang out.
Uchiha Mirai turned to the side and saw a woman clutching the infant in her arms in terror, curled up in a corner of the ruins.
Uchiha Mirai walked over to the woman and reached into his ninja tool pouch.
"No, don't kill me! Please spare me... no, please spare my child! She's still so young, she can't even talk yet..."
The woman's voice abruptly stopped.
The man wearing a Konoha ninja forehead protector was not holding a sharp kunai, but a gray cloth pouch.
"There are some Soldier Pills inside. They don't taste very good, but they're a decent way to restore your strength."
After speaking, Uchiha Mirai opened the pouch and placed it on the ground.
"Please wait!"
The woman grabbed the pouch and knelt before Uchiha Mirai. "Can you take my daughter away?"
"She won't survive if she stays with me."
Hearing that, Uchiha Mirai pointed at