Corpses littered the coastline, all of them ninjas from the Land of Waves. Some cautious individuals had not ventured too deeply inland, which was why they had avoided dying at the hands of the Hidden Sand Village.
As for those arrogant and overconfident ones, the price they paid was their lives.
Not to mention the captain at the rear, whose face was dark as he stared at the sea dyed red with blood. If he had not fled quickly enough, there would likely have been another corpse at the scene.
The Hidden Sand Village ninjas had shown no mercy, and their comrades had died in exceptionally gruesome ways.
Every single one had been killed by puppets and poison!
Many had died in their sleep, their faces twisted by pain before death.
"Who gave the Hidden Sand Village the nerve to attack us?!"
The captain was an Elite Jōnin, and after arriving in the Land of Wind, he had indeed followed the rules of the ninja.
The mission came first in all things. Unfortunately, his team members' arrogance had caused the plan to fail, and they had paid a painful price.
"I will report this matter exactly as it happened. Lord Muzan will decide your punishment, but the Hidden Sand Village will pay for attacking us. No one can challenge the dignity of the Land of Waves!"
"They will surely perish beneath Lord Muzan's will!"
Having been tempered by war, these ninjas possessed a deep sense of belonging to the Land of Waves. Whenever problems arose, especially those involving the nation's reputation, they regarded honor as more important than life.
"Everyone, listen up! Your next mission is to monitor everything along the coastline. Since the Hidden Sand Village intercepted us, it means they have some degree of cooperation with the Hidden