The cold wind is like a knife, cutting sand and dust into dust, overlooking the grass and grass in the world.
Land of Wind, a country that lives in the desert and competes with the desert for life.
At this time, in Land of Wind, Fourth Kazekage, who was known as having the same status as Feudal Lord of the Land of Wind, was handing a document to the elite jounin in front of him, his expression unperturbed.
"This mission is very important. It is related to the peace between Sand Ninja and Mist Hidden. Don't fail, Pakura."
"It's just an escort mission. It can be easily completed within a few days. You can just wait for the news of victory with peace of mind."
Pakura didn't pay much attention to Rasa's uncharacteristic instructions, put away the mission scroll and turned around to leave.
After Pakura left, Rasa sighed silently, with a rare hint of helplessness in his eyes.
Feudal Lord of the Land of Wind is very dissatisfied with the disappearance of Third Kazekage, which further caused Third Shinobi World War to become discourteous during the war, and many other major events.
As early as a few months ago, Sand Hidden's funding was entirely supported by Rasa refining Gold Dust alone. Coupled with factors such as population scarcity, Sand Ninja's development direction is destined to be more elite.
At such a critical moment, once war starts again with Mist Hidden, it will definitely lead to the collapse of the entire Sunagakure economy, and may even lead to the destruction of the entire Sunagakure.
'For the peace of the entire village, this is a helpless choice. Pakura, you will become Sand Hidden's hero and always live in the hearts of every Sand Ninja.'
After comforting herself, steady footsteps sounded, and she slowly raised her head. Mother-in-law Chiyo opened the door and shook her head slightly at Rasa.
"The second candidate has obviously lost control of his emotions. If this continues, within three months, the second candidate Jinchuriki is destined to lose control. Be prepared in advance."
Chiyo's mother-in-law's words made Rasa's face gloomy. If Pakura's sacrifice was for peace, then Jinchuriki was to deal with the next Shinobi World War outbreak.
"Has even the second one lost control? He is one of the few outstanding ninjas in the village who has a cheerful and sunny personality. It is so difficult to completely control Tailed Beast..."
"There is no way. In terms of how to control Tailed Beast, other ninja villages will not share their experience with the enemy. We can only explore it ourselves."
"In the final analysis, no one can succeed in subduing a demon like Tailed Beast, who possesses huge chakra, except for the monk Bunpuku, who has been regarded as Tailed Beast since his birth, and even his name has been forgotten."
A lament came from the mouth of Chiyo's mother-in-law. At her age, she still had to worry about the affairs of the village and couldn't even think about it.
I really want to see my grandson who has gone somewhere in my lifetime.
"Since birth?"
Rasa was thoughtful. Just because of an unintentional remark from Chiyo's mother-in-law, a Kazekage who lost his father's love, lost his humanity, and finally fell into a dead end was quietly born.
A few days later, Pakura, who was performing the mission alone, arrived at the mission location assigned by Sunagakure.
The sky was dark, and the fog was getting thicker. In the dense fog, there were several shadowy figures, and it was impossible to see the number of people clearly.
Pakura felt wary and asked loudly.
"Mist Hidden, how many of you are here?"
"Ah, where is the thing? Take it out and your mission will be completed."
I was dissatisfied with these sneaky Kirigakure Ninja, Pakura, but I still took out the scroll from my ninja tool bag and walked towards the figure in front.
Just as he was approaching, Pakura, who could barely see the figure clearly, was startled. Just as he was about to take action, a strong storm started under his feet, and pitch black Cursed Seal rose from beneath his feet, restricting his movement.
In an instant, countless kunai shurikens came from all directions, like a violent storm, and it took a few minutes to stop.
At some point, a Kirigakure Ninja approached from behind, grabbed Pakura's hair, and said viciously.
"You bitch, you killed so many of our compatriots on the battlefield, now you know what it feels like to be killed!"
"How does it feel to be treated as an outcast by the village? Don't think that we Mist Hidden will be like this and forget about it. Your life is just a little bit of meager interest..."
Pakura, who could no longer feel the pain and fell into a trance, looked confused. The picture in his mind was fixed on the day when many Sand Hidden kept cheering for him.
Sand Ninja's Kekkei Genkai ninja, Sand Ninja's hero, are they just abandoned in the end?
What is the village doing? Does Rasa know about it? Or is this all already secretly supported by Sand Ninja councilors and Fourth Kazekage?
What kind of hero am I? What kind of elite ninja Sand Ninja is, just an existence that is used to quell the flames of war and calm Mist Hidden's anger and can be abandoned at any time?
Under the strong resentment and unwillingness, the strength in the body gradually disappeared with the blood, until when many Kirigakure Ninja left, the noisy sounds also disappeared.
Under the silvery moon, the figure overlooking the whole process looked up to the sky, and the black cloak rustled in the wind.
There are black and white words on the white paper, Natural Energy is surging on it, and a talisman with the word "immortal" engraved on it is gently attached to the smooth back soaked in blood, freezing the soul that is about to rush to Yomi.
In a trance, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and the figure that came into Pakura's eyes was hazy, and only the wisps of fragrance of vegetation soaked into the heart and mind.
The cave was dark and humid, with the campfire crackling and sparks flying. Pakura was silent for a long time, relying on his not-so-generous mind, with the kunai in his hand flashing with cold light, piercing his face.
"Are you willing to wake up? You have recovered well and are very energetic."
In an instant, gold and iron clashed, and Pakura's pupils shrank. How could there be a sound of metal colliding on human skin?
Looking at it carefully, he noticed that the man's shoulders were flowing in the same direction as the blood vessels, and blue chakra splashed out sparks between the kunai blades.
Along the direction of blood vessel flow, the blue ripples of uncertain brightness and darkness were slowly disappearing in her eyes, and the original skin color of the human body was restored again.
"Who are you?"
"You just woke up, did you suffer from temporary amnesia caused by over-stimulation? Then recall carefully, the hero of Sand Hidden, the abandoned son abandoned by the village, Scorch Style Ninja Pakura..."
The delicate and complicated Mangekyo in her eyes disappeared in a flash, and everything that had just happened appeared in Pakura's mind again, making her clench her teeth and turn pale.
"Who are you if you have the ability to save me from dying?"
Hikari It was dim, and she could barely see the man's appearance. Pakura was shocked. That fresh and refined, childish appearance, and the slightly familiar dress gave her an unbelievable but extremely close guess to the truth.
"Didn't you recognize it? Then you recognized it like this."
Three-Eyed Demon Fox's mask flashed past, and Pakura was even more frightened. The kunai that he subconsciously wanted to lift fell to the ground feebly. There is no sorrow more than despair.
"Kill me, Flash Phantom Moon."