Political Sacrifice

Garp looked at the collapsed sand pit beneath his feet.

Not only had this kid caught the five-ton boulder steadily.

Even his breathing rhythm had not faltered.

Garp grinned, baring a mouthful of white teeth.

"Hahahaha!"

"Not bad!"

"I thought that scrawny body of yours was only good for scrubbing toilets!"

"Since you've gotten stronger, then you'll train even harder!"

Garp waved a large hand.

"Go catch ten Sea Kings from the ocean!"

"If you can't catch them, you don't eat tonight!"

The smug look on Zhao Hai's face instantly froze.

He looked at the turbulent sea and swallowed.

What a disaster.

If he had known, he would not have shown off.

But as he felt that faint warmth from the chakra node on his forehead.

Zhao Hai regained his confidence.

With the Yin Seal as a safeguard, no matter how much this old man put him through, he would not collapse so easily.

Land of Wind.

Sunagakure.

The top-floor conference room of the Kazekage Building.

Only three people sat around the round table.

Acting Kazekage Rasa.

Elder Chiyo.

Elder Ebizo.

A scroll lay on the table.

It contained Hidden Leaf's peace negotiation terms.

It bore Hiruzen Sarutobi's Hokage seal.

Ebizo sighed.

The wrinkles on his face bunched together.

"Two gold mines."

"Plus twenty percent of Sunagakure's military budget for the next three years, converted into reparations and strategic supplies."

"Those Hidden Leaf bastards have quite an appetite."

Chiyo slammed the table hard.

A teacup toppled over.

Tea spilled across the table.

"They're dreaming!"

"The Land of Wind's daimyo was already cutting our funding."

"Now even Explosive Tags for frontline ninja have to be rationed."

"Where are we supposed to find two gold mines, then come up with three years' worth of reparations?"

The conference room fell silent.

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