[Ding!]
[System detected Kabure’s gratitude value 1000.]
[Ding!]
[Your Cursed Spirit Land God’s rank has risen to 51%.]
Haruki let go. After such a long ti, Land God’s rank had only increased by one percent.
He looked around, his gaze falling on the two dical ninjas beside him. The two dical ninjas breathed a sigh of relief when they saw him stop. They were really afraid that Haruki’s small body couldn’t handle such high-intensity work.
Yet, Haruki’s personality was stubborn, and convincing him to stop and rest was not an easy task. Now that Haruki was willing to stop and rest on his own, it couldn’t be better.
Haruki sat on the ground. The ninjas, who were healed by him, occasionally looked towards the iron tower’s main gate, with hidden anxiety.
Although protecting Haruki was very important, they were constantly worried about the battlefield ahead. Their comrades were fighting on the battlefield, but they could only stay here and wait for news.
Haruki asked, "Can you handle their injuries?"
The severely wounded ninjas had all been picked out and healed by Haruki. The remaining injuries were all ones that an ordinary dical ninja could handle.
The two dical ninjas quickly nodded. "Yes, we can. You’re tired, so rest well first."
They were afraid of overworking Haruki. Haruki’s value to Agakure was simply too great.
Haruki nodded. He stood up from the ground, and as he took a step, the two dical ninjas imdiately warned him vigilantly, "There’s a war outside right now, it’s very dangerous. You can’t leave the iron tower."
Haruki: "..."
He mumbled a response, then walked towards the corner where the ninjas were gathered.
The ninjas saw him and withdrew their gaze from the iron gate.
If not for Haruki, they might have already beco corpses.
"I have so biscuits here, want to try one?" A ninja smiled and handed Haruki a biscuit in a tin box.
Haruki took it, leaned against the wall, and looked at the ninja in front of him. "Thank you."
The ninja smiled. "We should be thanking you."
Compared to Haruki saving their lives, what was a biscuit he gave to Haruki?
Haruki’s true intention was not the biscuit; he distractedly bit into it and tentatively asked, "Why do you always look towards the iron gate?"
The ninjas exchanged glances.
The ninja who had given Haruki the biscuit sighed. "We’re a bit worried about the war."
"Do you want to go to the battlefield?" Haruki asked curiously.
The ninja hesitated for a mont, then nodded, explaining, "We’ll leave a few people to protect you all, protecting you is the most important thing."
Haruki looked at the two dical ninjas who were diligently treating the injured ninjas, then changed the subject and asked, "Are there a lot of injured ninjas on the battlefield?"
Hearing Haruki ask this, the ninjas all fell silent for a mont. Actually, ninjas like them were quite lucky. Although severely wounded, at least they could die in the village. Not to ntion, they also encountered Haruki.
Most ninjas died on the battlefield. Even their bodies couldn’t be brought back. Many of them still had a little vitality left, but there were no treatnt conditions on the battlefield, so they could only watch as their blood drained and their last breath was cut off.
But even so, dical ninjas could not be allowed to go to the battlefield. Otherwise, the enemy would precisely target them.
The casualties of dical ninjas were unbearable for a small ninja village like theirs.
Agakure’s previous dical ninja unit didn’t even appear on the battlefield, yet they were ambushed by the enemy.
Let alone dical ninjas appearing on the battlefield.
"You should go help Hanzō-sama and the others." Haruki broke the silent atmosphere.
The ninjas were stunned, looking at Haruki in surprise.
Haruki explained earnestly, "We don’t need too many ninjas guarding us here, it’s very safe inside the iron tower. You should go to the battlefield and help Hanzō-sama."
The ninjas looked at each other.
"We must leave a few people to guard here." A ninja squatted down, looking at Haruki firmly.
He knew Haruki was a sensible and good child, but Haruki’s life was more important than anything.
If Haruki was alive, they and the others had a chance to survive.
A plan ford in Haruki’s mind. He held up two fingers and said, "Then just leave two ninjas."
The ninja thought for a mont, then nodded. "Alright, then we’ll leave two ninjas."
"Kabure, Sakikawa, you two stay."
The two ninjas who were called out stepped out of the ranks, looking exceptionally young, around seventeen or eighteen years old.
"You must protect Haruki well." The ninja repeatedly urged.
Kabure and Sakikawa nodded solemnly, promising, "We will."
After instructing Kabure and Sakikawa, the ninja then instructed Haruki, "It’s very dangerous outside, so don’t run around. If you absolutely must go out, rember to have Kabure and Sakikawa accompany you."
Haruki nodded. "I understand."
He only said he understood, but he didn’t say he would do it.
The ninjas then turned and walked towards the iron gate. Kabure and Sakikawa followed behind them, opening the iron gate for them.
The mont the iron gate opened, cold rain instantly blew into the iron tower’s interior with the wind.
The figures of the ninjas disappeared one after another into the continuous rain curtain. The iron gate closed again before Haruki’s eyes.
Haruki’s vision returned to darkness. Only the dim candlelight flickered.
Haruki looked at Kabure beside him, lowered his head, and whispered, "I want to go to the toilet, but I’m a little scared..."
His voice grew softer and softer.
A smile flashed in Kabure’s eyes, and he imdiately said, "I’ll go with you."
Haruki nodded.
Kabure led Haruki towards the toilet inside the iron tower.
Closing the toilet door, Kabure gestured to Haruki with his chin. "Don’t worry, I’ll wait right here."
Haruki said to him, "Then you turn around."
Kabure laughed.
"Alright."
He turned around, and suddenly his vision went black, with a soreness coming from the back of his neck. He staggered a few steps, and a hand easily caught his sinking body.
Haruki instructed Rika to lock Kabure in the toilet.
After the unconscious Kabure was securely locked in the toilet, Haruki ford hand signs, and a white smoke spread. When the white smoke cleared, Haruki’s figure was replaced by Kabure’s.
Haruki touched his face, he was now Kabure.
He took off the ring where Rika resided, put it in his pocket, and strode towards the iron gate.
"Kabure?"
"Where’s Haruki?"
Sakikawa called out to Kabure, looking suspiciously at the empty space behind him.
Kabure pointed his thumb towards the toilet and explained, "Haruki has diarrhea and asked to find sothing for him."
Sakikawa glanced in the direction of the toilet and asked, "Diarrhea? Is it sothing serious?"
Kabure shook his head amd said, "He said it’s fine."
Sakikawa continued to ask, "What does he need to find? Should I go with you?"
Kabure refused without hesitation, "No. You have to stay here and protect him."
Sakikawa thought about it and realized it was true, both of them couldn’t leave the iron tower.
"Then hurry back as soon as possible." Sakikawa said.
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