“Truly formidable, his methods reach the heavens.
If he doesn’t die, we will all have to send him on his way.”
Looking at the squads of patrolling ninjas outside and the completely renewed atmosphere of Uzushiogakure.
This atmosphere of killing, Ebizo was very familiar with.
Their Sand ninjas had always had this kind of atmosphere before.
“That benefactor has great methods.
Unfortunately, his strength is insufficient.”
Bunpuku opened his eyes and gazed into the distance at a barrier.
If he remembered correctly, that was the location of Uzushiogakure’s ancestral hall.
“Bunpuku, if it were you, how long would it take you to open that barrier.”
Ebizo suddenly asked Bunpuku.
“One day, at most one day’s time, and that’s violently breaking it.
For that benefactor Masahiko Uzumaki, it would take two days at most.
After all, his Kage level was achieved through sealing jutsu.”
After thinking and remaining silent for a moment, Bunpuku spoke truthfully.
“Hehe.
I finally know why that kid Yun Qing sent Sunasuke to receive them.
We have all been plotted against.
That Daimyo of the Land of Whirlpools probably kept a backup plan.”
Ebizo sneered.
Hearing Bunpuku’s words, he instantly understood.
Masahiko Uzumaki was probably not inside the barrier, but suppressing the older generation of Uzushiogakure to prevent them from ruining things.
Yun Qing’s action was to tell Uzushiogakure, the Daimyo of the Land of Whirlpools, and Masahiko Uzumaki: We truly value you guys.
Please rest assured, we won’t break our promise.
Look, to show our sincerity, we even sent another Kage-level, and a core figure of ours at that.
Ebizo also couldn’t help but sigh.
Sometimes, Yun Qing saw much further than he did.
…
Inside the Uzushiogakure meeting hall, the Daimyo of the Land of Whirlpools was hosting a meeting.
Uzumaki Honoo, who had returned from Konoha, was reporting what he had seen and heard.
“Daimyo, Lord Elders, Konoha doesn’t want to help us.
Lord Mito has the will but lacks the strength.
Lord Kushina, I didn’t see her.
She was probably restricted.”
Uzumaki Honoo said painfully.
He recounted his experiences without missing a single detail.
“Hehe, as expected.
That guy Hiruzen Sarutobi, huh?” The Daimyo of the Land of Whirlpools laughed coldly twice, turned around, and looked at the Uzumaki clan elders present: “Lord Elders, how is it?
Do you have anything else to say?”
The Daimyo’s cold words and the intelligence brought back by Uzumaki Honoo made them all despair.
Having lived through the Warring States period, participated in the First Shinobi World War, and fought life-and-death battles with Kirigakure, they knew the gap between the two sides.
To put it bluntly, they would be lucky to retreat half-crippled.
“Kid Daimyo, let’s do as you suggested before.
We have no way back.”
The Great Elder of the Uzumaki clan sitting next to the Daimyo said wearily.
“Alright.
Rest assured, Great Elder.
Sunagakure is not the optimal choice, but it is indeed a good option.”
A flash of joy appeared on the Daimyo’s face.
Finally convincing these old guys, how could he not be happy?
On the other side, the Sand ninjas led by Sunasuke had also arrived in the Land of Whirlpools.
Traveling without regard for consumption made them extremely fast.
At the port of the Land of Whirlpools.
Uzumaki children, women, and young people were herded onto the large ships one by one.
“Waaaah, I won’t go, I won’t go, I want to fight with daddy.”
“Yes, we won’t go, we want to stay.”
“Lord Daimyo, we don’t want to go.”
“Uncle Daimyo, we can also fight.”
The sound of crying shook heaven and earth, children and women crying continuously.
They knew that this parting would be forever.
The Daimyo of the Land of Whirlpools watched all this coldly.
He was glad to have a group of emotional clansmen.
At the same time, he felt sorrowful for his clansmen.
They were born in the wrong place, born in the wrong era, and met a group of incompetent leaders.
“Your Excellency Daimyo, I wish you good luck.”
Ebizo looked calmly at the Daimyo of the Land of Whirlpools.
At this moment, he couldn’t say anything either.
He, Ebizo, wouldn’t stay to fight Kirigakure, so saying anything else was useless.
“Thank you, Elder Ebizo.
My clansmen are entrusted to you.”
The Daimyo nodded, looking at Sunasuke, who stood on the ship like a sea-calming needle: “Lord Third Kazekage really thinks highly of us, sending another expert like this over.”
“Yes.
Lord Third Kazekage has always stressed convincing people with reason.
We are the same, treating every friend with sincerity.”
Ebizo chuckled.
The Daimyo shook his head, didn’t reply, and walked towards the other side.
“Akizawa, Honoo.
From now on, you two are the leaders of this branch of the clan.
Who becomes the clan head, you decide yourselves.”
After chatting with Ebizo, the Daimyo walked towards the two young men standing at the front of the large ship and spoke seriously.
“Lord Daimyo, our strength is quite good.
We can stay behind to participate in the battle.”
Uzumaki Honoo and Uzumaki Akizawa said anxiously.
They didn’t want to desert on the eve of battle, they didn’t want to be cowards, they wanted to go to the yellow springs together with the Land of Whirlpools and Uzushiogakure.
The Daimyo didn’t answer their words, just looked sharply at the two.
The aura on his body surged violently, even affecting the clouds in the sky.
“Very impressive.
It seems Kirigakure is in for some bad luck.”
Sunasuke stood on the ship, quietly watching the Daimyo of the Land of Whirlpools.
“Dying is easy, living is what’s difficult.
The burden on your shoulders is heavier.
Your mission is to lead the Uzumaki clan to rise again.
In another place, build a new homeland.”
The Daimyo gave Honoo and Akizawa a slap across the face each to calm them down, and then roared.
“Remember, you are children of the Uzumaki clan, you have your own pride.
You are not running away, it’s just that it’s not your time to bear the responsibility yet.
Your responsibility is to build a new Uzumaki clan.”
After slapping Uzumaki Honoo and Uzumaki Akizawa, the Daimyo cursed angrily at the weeping Uzumaki clansmen.
The effect was significant.
The Uzumaki clansmen, who were just weeping and deeply sorrowful, instantly got better.
When the leader speaks, no one dares to make a fuss.
“Kid Sunasuke, learn more.
This is what a leader should have.”
Ebizo cackled, like a night owl: “A leader can have weak combat power, can be ignorant of handling government affairs, can be incapable of commanding troops in battle.
But, as a leader, you must know how to think for the people below, you must know who put you securely in this position.”
“Thank you for the teaching, Lord Elder.”
Sunasuke’s stiff face managed to force a smile.
“Fighting with your back to the river, dying if not victorious.
Sending away the ninjas’ families so they have no worries, letting them know that the battle achievements they make will determine the living environment of their descendants.
Tell me, the people who stay behind, how strong must their combat power be.”
Ebizo suddenly changed the subject.
“Unimaginable.
A death wish in their hearts, a sliver of preciousness contained within despair.
It’s impossible to estimate what kind of beautiful flower this preciousness that absorbed despair will bloom into.”
After a moment of silence, Sunasuke said dryly.
“Yes.
No one knows.”
Ebizo remained silent.