Aizen and his group departed, and everyone present could only watch helplessly.
After all, they were well aware that the few of them had no way to stop Aizen from leaving.
The sound of explosions in the distance continued, and some sharp, panicked screams gradually reached them.
Jiraiya walked behind Tsunade, his expression complex, and said softly.
"Let's go, Tsunade. The village needs us now... Regardless of everything, the fact that Nawaki is still alive is a good thing, isn't it?"
Hearing his words, Tsunade's shoulders trembled slightly, and her voice was a bit hoarse as she replied.
"You're right, Jiraiya."
She slowly straightened her body and turned around. Although the tears on her cheeks had not yet dried, her eyes were exceptionally bright and resilient as she said in a deep voice.
"No matter what, Nawaki is still alive... Even though I don't know why he would follow him to destroy Konoha like this..."
"But didn't he say it himself... As long as I become strong enough, I can snatch Nawaki back from his hands!"
When she said this, flames of resentment flickered in her eyes.
Seeing Tsunade like this, although Jiraiya felt a faint sense of unease, he didn't say anything more.
At the very least, this version of Tsunade was better than the dejected and sorrowful one from before, wasn't it?
"Hoo—hoo—"
A breeze mixed with smoke and dust blew by. Tsunade lifted her head slightly, and a few strands of blonde hair on her forehead swayed in the wind.
She looked toward the direction where the fire was raging in the distance, her brown eyes heavy, then glanced at the people behind her and commanded sharply.
"Jiraiya, Minato, Kushina, follow me now to engage the enemy. No matter what conspiracy Aizen has, we must protect this