Minato's fingers holding the scroll turn white, which makes Third Hokage issue such a irrational recall order. Konoha's sky is absolutely shattered.
"Go to the north position and invite senior Sakumo!"
Minato turned to look at the squad leader, "Tell him that I have the highest secret order and must return to the village!"
A moment later, Hatake Sakumo, who was wearing silver hair and carrying Short Sword on his back, lifted the curtain and walked in with a cold air.
Minato took pictures of several defense plans directly on the desktop and spoke so fast that he could hardly breathe.
"The Third Generation didn't write down the reason, so I can only leave the front line to you first! The third squadron moved to the mountain pass, and the reconnaissance team advanced five miles north. When Eight-Tails was discovered, the signal was immediately sent!"
Sakumo glanced at the red secret order, with a flash of horror in his eyes, and took the command token and nodded heavily, "Leave it to me, and come back quickly!"
Without half a second of hesitation, Minato grasped the special Kunai, Chakra surged in the palm of his hand, and his mind locked on Flying Thunder God Seal along the way back to the village.
Yellow Flash is fleeting.
Only the Sand Table chess piece was left in the tent, which was overturned by the air current and rolled to the ground.
At this moment, Minato, who was rushing back to Konoha at full speed, was filled with anxiety. His mind was filled with the ruined village, the invading army, and the safety of his family.
He simply could not imagine that a second ago he was working hard on how to accumulate military merits to compete for Hokage Position, thinking that returning would be a life-or-death rescue.
As a result, a few hours later, the Fourth Hokage bamboo hat would hit him hard on the head in a ridiculous way that he couldn't even dream of.
A golden light tore through the space, and Minato Namikaze appeared out of thin air in the middle of Hokage's Office holding a special Kunai.
Then he tapped his toes and entered a fighting posture, with the Kunai blade across his chest, his eyes scanning the surroundings, and he was ready for the ninjutsu attack.
Then his whole body froze in place.
There was no enemy ambush, no sword flash, no bloody shadow, and not even the slightest trace of Chakra's fight could be found.
The room was eerily quiet, except for the pungent smell of new sawdust mixed with tung oil and paint that penetrated his nose, making him frown.
Minato held Kunai's hand and slowly lowered it an inch, looking around with eyes full of surprise.
The walls that were originally hung with portraits of Hokage from past dynasties have all been replaced with new wooden boards that are white in color.
There are still wet paint marks in the gaps, and even the growth ring patterns have not been covered in time.
The floorboards creaked when you stepped on them, obviously they had been worked on all night long.
As for the thick solid wood Hokage table that he had stood on countless times when reporting tasks, not even a shadow of it was left, including those confidential file cabinets.
In the corner, a few makeshift wooden chairs, obviously brought randomly from elsewhere, stood alone.
What the hell is this Hokage Building?
The whole building seemed to have been violently demolished by something, and then renovated by force overnight!
What's even weirder are the three top Konoha people sitting on wooden chairs.
Hiruzen Sarutobi's left hand was wrapped in a bleeding bandage, and Hokage's robe was stained with dust and dark spots.
Utatane Koharu's knee was wrapped with a thick piece of gauze.
Mitokado Homura is even worse. The glasses on the bridge of the nose are missing a corner and are stuck crookedly with tape.
The three of them looked disgraced, as if they had just been forced to swallow a whole bowl of dead flies, and no one spoke first.
Minato's heart skipped a beat. The special Kunai in his hand made a soft sound, and the doubts in his mind grew bigger and bigger.
"Sandaime-sama!"
He stepped forward, his voice filled with urgency.
"What happened? Which ninja village bypassed the defense line and invaded this village? Where is the main force of the enemy now?!"
"And how did this building become like this? Who gave you the injuries on your hands?!"
Hiruzen looked at Koharu, and Koharu turned to look at Homura. The three of them avoided looking, and no one dared to answer this sentence.
Hiruzen can't tell Minato that the legendary living ancestor just trampled Danzo to death and demolished half of the building.
Right now, you are taking your four apprentices to eat high-priced barbecue at Shopping Street.
Hiruzen waved his hand tiredly and spoke dryly.
"There is no invasion by foreign enemies, and the village's defense line has not been lost. You should put away your weapons first."
Not an enemy attack?
The defense line is not broken?
Is the highest-level secret order of life and death a joke?!
Hiruzen dragged his labored body up from the chair, walked to the short table in the corner, poured a cup of warm tea himself, and handed it to Minato with both hands.
How can a Jonin be qualified to let Hokage pour tea in person?
Minato The more he thought about it, the more he panicked. He took the tea cup, but his mind was running at high speed.
Hiruzen pressed his shoulders and pushed him back into the chair.
"Minato, please sit down and calm down first. The matter is very complicated. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to accept the news I am going to tell you next."
Hard to accept?
Minato's heart dropped hard.
There was no enemy attack, the upper floors were seriously injured, the building was half destroyed, and the top secret order was used to recall.
Countless bloody scenes flashed through his mind instantly.
Could it be that Nine-Tails inside Kushina lost control and went berserk, and was forcibly taken away and suppressed by the higher-ups?!
Or was it that the four children, Ye, Obito, Kakashi, and Lin, had an accident that they couldn't even save their lives during the mission of Kannabi Bridge, and all of them died heroically?!
Thinking of Ye's promiscuous temperament and the Three-Tails and Chakra sealed in Lin's body, the Chakra inside Minato overflowed in an instant.
The brand new wooden wall buzzed and vibrated, and Koharu and Homura were so frightened that they sat up straight at the same time.
Minato pinched the edge of the cup, and the cup wall hit Kunai with a crisp and soft sound, and the warm water swayed violently.
He suppressed the uncontrollable trembling all over his body, his eyes were already red, his Adam's apple rolled up and down twice with difficulty, and he was ready to hear the news of his bereavement and death.
"Lord Hokage, just say it directly."
Minato's voice is deep and hoarse.
"I'm ready."
Hiruzen Sarutobi Looking at the young man in front of him who was preparing to bear the pain of bereavement, his throat was so blocked that he coughed dryly and was silent for five breaths.
These five seconds seemed like a lifetime.
"Minato."
Hiruzen finally spoke, staring directly at him.
"Do you want to be Fourth Hokage of Konoha?"
Minato The hand holding the teacup, filled with grief and determination to die, stopped directly in mid-air.
His whole body was nailed to the chair as if he had been struck by lightning.
The grief could not come down, and he was so depressed that his face turned red.
He stared at Hiruzen in disbelief, his pupils dilating and converging.
I even seriously doubted whether my brain was damaged due to continuous rotation on the front line, and I had outrageous auditory hallucinations.
Isn't this too damn far away from the bad news he was prepared to endure?!
"Sandaime-sama... what did you ask me just now?"
Minato confirmed dully.
Hiruzen is spelled clearly. "Fourth Hokage."
Minato Before he could finish digesting these words, Utatane Koharu couldn't wait to squeeze out an unnatural but kind-hearted smile.
"Minato, your achievements on the front line are obvious to all, Yellow Flash is powerful to all countries!"
"In terms of your stable temperament and the will of the people, all the ministries and Shinobi clans are convinced of you. There is no one in the village who is more suitable than you!"
Mitokado Homura was afraid of falling behind, so he nodded repeatedly, his eyes behind the broken lenses full of enthusiasm.
"That's right! Being young is never a shortcoming. We Advisory Council unanimously recommend you!"
Minato Looking at these two old faces, who usually talked about their qualifications and pointed noses at the young ninja, but now they were flattering me, I felt that it was extremely ridiculous.
He quickly put the warm tea on the low stool and pushed it away frantically with his hands.
"You two adults have commended me! I am too inexperienced and I can never convince the public at this time!"
"Senior Sakumo has been fighting fires on the front line all the time, and his combat achievements and experience are far better than mine!"
"There are also Lord Orochimaru who have been in the village for many years. No matter how you look at them, they are more qualified than me!"
As soon as these two names landed, the two old consultants jumped up from their chairs at the same time, as if their tails had been stepped on.
"No! It can't be them!"
Koharu yelled too quickly, and his knees slammed into the edge of the new wooden chair. His face turned pale in pain.
She covered her legs and gritted her teeth to complete the second half of the sentence: "Sakumo needs to lead the front line of defense. His experience in handling village affairs is not comprehensive enough!"
Minato almost replied in his heart: I am just a frontline thug, does my experience in village affairs mean I am comprehensive enough?!
Homura waved his hands again and again, sweating all over his head.
"The review on Orochimaru is not over at all. He must not be allowed to take over at this time!"
"Minato, don't refuse. Now you are the only one who can make all parties accept it. Konoha needs you right now and we really can't afford to delay!"