As the Red Ribbon Army's king, no one had likely been able to surpass him. Yet now, he had only his last breath left as he looked at him. It seemed he would never have another chance to resist, never another chance to rise again. All that remained was for him to spend the rest of his life quietly beneath hell.
However, there was always a way to resolve everything. It was not as though only the current circumstances held the key to a solution. In fact, there were solutions on many different levels; it was merely that the methods would be somewhat different from usual. That was especially true at this moment.
"That's right, I lost. But I'm glad I was able to meet such a powerful opponent as you."
The commander before him seemed to have exhausted his final breath upon finishing those words, and immediately fell silent. They appeared to be his last words, and the most important thing he had wanted to say at this moment. Though they sounded different from words spoken at other times, they were an undeniable and powerful truth.
Uchiha Hikaru looked at the man who had already left this world. Even as an enemy, he was someone worthy of respect—a warrior who had charged bravely onward, possessing boundless willpower and Combat Power. He could be called an immensely powerful existence, someone who made others feel somewhat suffocated.
"Master Roshi, give his remains a proper burial. We cannot let such a hero be forgotten."
"Okay."
After saying that to Master Roshi, Uchiha Hikaru watched him. Although Master Roshi did not understand why this had to be done, since he had been told to give the man a proper burial, there had to be a reason. He only needed to carry it out.