Taking someone to the battlefield was no difficulty for Uchiha Yū. It only took a word.
"Really? Thank you so much! You've given me a chance to let my youth burn!"
An indescribable fighting spirit radiated from the other man. Uchiha Yū's expression turned solemn, because in his excitement, Might Duy had actually gripped his wrist.
Uchiha Yū felt a trace of pain, which showed that the man's strength far surpassed that of ordinary ninja—let alone the fact that he could open the Eight Gates, a ninjutsu practically equivalent to cheating.
If Might Duy unleashed the power within his body, he could briefly reach the level of a weaker Kage. One only had to look at the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist to see just how powerful Might Duy's Eight Gates were.
He had kicked the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist down to the Lucky Trio, though the backlash was naturally terrifying as well. Those few short minutes were the moment his life reached its pinnacle.
"You can stay by my side. Once we finish dealing with the relevant materials, we'll head to the assembly area. At that time, you can serve as a special jōnin under my direct command and be responsible for protecting me."
As the deputy commander of the ninja forces, it was easy for Uchiha Yū to requisition one person.
As for the group of ninja who had stopped Might Duy earlier, they all looked utterly dumbfounded. What the hell was this?
What did it mean to rise to the top in a single step? A man publicly acknowledged as the eternal genin was now directly under Uchiha Yū's command—and was even being asked to protect him!
Everyone present thought Uchiha Yū was lending Might Duy a hand. Only those who had seen it