It had been three days since the disappearance of Bright Night and New Moon, and everything seemed to be going according to plan. Even though this little brat had an extraordinary significance to the Three Ninjas, to the entire battlefield and the entire Ninja Realm, he was just an insignificant speck of sand. He was not even a chess piece.
The battles over the past three days had their own wins and losses, and there was no clear winner or loser at the beginning. But this was only natural, right? War was fought for a long time, for consumption. Even if they wanted to end the battle quickly, not everyone understood Princeps 'lightning-fast tactics.
If one could rely on a simple thing to win everything in an instant, then this could not be considered a war. It could only be called child's play.
Strangely enough, Sanin and Hanzo had fought many times in the past few days, but they had not been threatened. No news of the little brat, Bright Night and New Moon, had been leaked. After the sneak attack that night, it was as if he had completely evaporated from the face of the earth. The coffin-faced man who called himself Shibuya Heisaburo had never appeared in Shinobu's camp.
Although these situations could not clearly prove anything, it was enough to make anyone with a clear mind doubt.
Was Shibuya Heisaburo a clear-headed person?
This was obvious from his position in Renyu Village, which was second only to Hanzo. At this moment, he had the same question.
It was still the same building in the middle of Yuren Village. It was still the same meeting room that was illuminated by the sun, moon, and starlight.
"I don't understand. Why are we not using such a good bargaining chip and instead going head-to-head with Mu Ye's ninjas? With all due respect, although our Ninjas have undergone training that is not as harsh as the Ninjas of any Ninja Village, and our combat strength is similar on the surface, we still lack the foundation. The current stalemate is just relying on a moment of courage. In my opinion, it will not be long before the decline is inevitable…We really don't have to invest our limited troops in meaningless consumption."
It was imaginable that listening to a long speech from an ordinary-looking man with a coffin face was not a pleasant thing. At the very least, Hanzo, who was a Demigod of Ninja Realm, was still unable to get used to such a scene. Saburo's words and actions were all for the sake of the future of Yuren Village. Should he scold him without saying anything?
Not to mention their loyalty and love for the village, even if one looked at their personal relationship-disciple and teacher, they would not do such a brainless thing.
Therefore, Hanzo only rubbed the space between his eyebrows. Then, he slowly said to the disciple standing in front of him,"Speaking of chips, do you know what chips mean?”
"Please enlighten me, my lord."
“······”
" Alright, alright. I don't know when you developed such a personality. It's really…frustrating." The demigod who said that sat down steadily and explained to his disciple, subordinate, and heir in detail.
Taira Saburo was very familiar with that attentive look because Hanzo had taught him this way before he became a qualified ninja in the eyes of a teacher.
"Listen up, Saburo. Although it's the same word, the chips in life and the chips on the gambling table can't be mixed together. The latter is a unit of measurement, and theoretically, it can be endless. However, the bargaining chips in life were different. Or rather, for every step that was about to be taken, this bargaining chip was different from the latter. First of all, it had a certain characteristic of opportunity. It was not something that could be obtained at any time. Secondly, it was limited and could not be used at will. Finally, compared to gambling on the table, every time you throw out a chip in your life, you have to make sure one thing in advance, and that is, what can you get in exchange for the sacrificed chip?”
He picked up the teacup on the low table beside him and took a sip. When he was educating his disciples, the temperature of the tea did not matter. Instead of saying that he was thirsty, it was more like giving him some time to think and understand.
He was undoubtedly very satisfied with the thoughtful look that flashed across his disciple's eyes.
"Speaking of which, there's really a sense of utility in it, but isn't life closely related to these things? Couldn't the pursuit of profit and justice coexist?”
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"The effect of this little brat, Bright Night New Moon, as a flag is undoubtedly very outstanding. In fact, it can even be said that at a critical moment, he can decide whether we win or not in the war with Muye. From this point of view, since victory seems to be inevitable, then the consumption of energy at this moment is a waste of effort.”
" That's right. The sacrifice of the Ninja Village must be meaningful. If this continues, it will only consume a portion of the enemy's middle and low-level strength. It won't do us any good. Moreover, Kinoha's family is big, so he naturally won't care about such a small loss. Therefore, forgive me for overstepping my boundaries. It's best to let the war end now.”
His tone was firm and decisive.
"…" Sigh
"Saburo, you still don't understand what I mean. Since victory is inevitable, why should we be as restrained as before? " You know that our ninja training is no less difficult than any of the five ninja villages, but we can still clearly see the difference. It's obvious that training alone is useless for a ninja's strength. The best place to train is still the battlefield.”
"War will certainly give birth to countless hatred, bloodshed, and sacrifices, but all of this will be repaid in the near future! Taira Saburo! As a person in power, I, or rather, the only thing we need to care about now is the development of the village. We have to look to the future.”
"Even if you say so…"
" Our interference in the war between Muye and Shayin has caused some irreversible damage to the village, but this is also an opportunity. The longer Muye is held back, the more proof of Shinobu's strength will be given. It will also help to make Shinobu famous, and in future collaborations and exchanges, we will gain more initiative and say. This is something that you have not considered. Saburo, I won't question your character when it comes to personal missions, but I hope that you won't be so soft-hearted when it comes to anything that directly affects the interests of the village. Sometimes, you have to learn to be cruel, whether to others or to yourself.”
"…Yes."
Saburo was a man of principle, and he was also a firm man. Therefore, he would firmly follow his own principles. One of his principles was to protect the village that raised him, so how could Hanzou not convince him with a reasonable argument?
He bowed and left quietly as usual. This was a sign of his approval. Hanzo smiled in satisfaction. The empty hall and the stifled laughter were indescribably strange.
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Taira Saburo returned to his residence in silence. As the second-in-command of Shinobu, there were some things that he had to personally arrange, such as taking care of the little troublemaker that he had taken over, as well as some very secretive files related to this little brat that he had recently obtained through secret channels.
Because Hanzo was not very concerned about this, he could only investigate it himself. Fortunately, it was not without gains. To be precise, the gains exceeded his expectations.
He sat down in front of the mahogany desk and picked up an old document in the middle of the table. He read it carefully. Under the dim candlelight, he could vaguely see the words on it.
Water Country…
Takeori…
Jiao…
Bloodline…
Rebellion…
Secret files!
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