Corona City, the border capital where Holy Light had first taken root, had grown increasingly prosperous after nearly ten years of development. Shishu, commander of the Fifth Legion stationed there, had also grown from a callow boy into a handsome young man with black hair!
"Commander, this telegram came from headquarters in the New Rain Capital. We are to enter the Land of Wind immediately. The nobles there have already been dealt with, and the transfer of power is proceeding smoothly."
"Oh, it looks like our years of infiltration into the Land of Wind paid off handsomely. Have the troops prepare immediately. We're taking full control of the Land of Wind!"
"Yes, Commander Shishu!"
Seeing Yi Yong brimming with enthusiasm, Shishu nodded in satisfaction.
"Move! Move! All units, keep up!" The troops stretched out like a dragon as they advanced toward the Land of Wind in a vast procession.
The enormous Sky Carrier left the city's vast port and slowly rose into the sky. "Carrier No. 125 fully charged and resupplied. Destination: the Land of Wind!"
The people in the city were thrilled at the sight of the endless columns of troops and the enormous carrier blotting out the sky!
"Brother, what are they heading out to do?"
"I don't know either! With all this activity, the Holy Church hasn't let a single word slip. But you don't need to think hard to know this is something big!"
"Exactly! I heard it's not just our Fifth Military District on the move. The other military districts are marching in different directions too!"
"This... this is going to be huge! The Land of Rain has stayed out of the Third Shinobi World War because we have these powerful troops. When I think back to the Land of Rain during the Second Shinobi