The so-called hearing is that it has been confirmed.

Cold sweat emerged from Kotaro's forehead, and he was stunned. Invisible fear enveloped his whole body, making him unable to say a word for a moment.

He should have known that in Yuxi Village, there was nothing that could escape the leader's eyeliner, and he was indeed discovered.

"What are you nervous about?"

Shanjiao Yu Hanzo came to him and stared at his stiff face, his voice dull.

Kotaro wanted to kneel down and spare his life, but because of his nervousness, he couldn't do it. Facing the other person head-on, the huge pressure made him weak all over.

"As your leader, am I the stingy person?"

Shanjiao Yu Hanzo spoke again, his voice mixed with a smile, as if expressing his kindness.

Kotaro was stunned. He breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, and then shook his head suddenly: "Big, sir, who is not!"

“It’s a great thing to teach the way to become a ninja to those with talent in the village.”

“Isn’t it?”

Yamaki Hamasaki asked back, staring at Kotaro, who only saw coldness.

"yes!"

He lowered his head and his body was shaking slightly.

"I also believe that Kotaro, you can teach the chakra refinement method to that civilian, then, he must be a very talented person, right?"

The successive questions made Kotaro's mind blank and he could only respond numbly.

"Yes, he is very talented and will definitely become an amazing ninja in Rain Hidden Village."

Shanjiao Fish Hanzo suddenly laughed when he heard this.

"Hahahaha, very good. I look forward to his future and outstanding performance in the battlefield."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

After a long time, Kotaro stood still standing still until his companions woke him up.

"You are so lucky, Lord Hanzo, he actually acquiesced to your approach."

Kotaro's scalp was numb and he swallowed his saliva. Only he knew that the other party did not forgive him at all. The moment he left, the cold words only echoed in his ears.

There are only four words, but it is extremely cold.

"Not to be an example!"

He was indeed lucky enough to survive this disaster, but there may be countless small shoes to wear in the future and his fate will be miserable.

As everyone dispersed in groups of three or three, a ninja with a mask came to Kotaro again.

Kotaro was nervous, and he recognized that the other party was from the guards next to Hanzo.

"Kotaro, Lord Hanzo has something to let me pass it to you."

"Please say it!"

Kotaro said immediately.

"Since you taught that person the way to become a ninja, then he should be a ninja too. Take him to come with the memorial ceremony tomorrow!"

The mask ninja described Hanzo's words mechanically, and even his eyes and expressions became cold.

Kotaro wanted to scold the other party for being stupid, but he didn't dare to do so, so he could only nod and promised.

"I must bring him here."

In the blink of an eye, the mask ninja disappeared.

Kotaro just let out a breath and felt relaxed, but soon, his expression became helpless again.

"I said, brother Ise, it may be more dangerous to be a ninja."

"What's more, your current strength is probably the same as that of a civilian."

In the afternoon of that day, Ise met Kotaro.

I saw the other party sitting in front of him and sighing with helplessness and worry.

"I'm sorry, I'm involved in this war, something you shouldn't have been involved in."

"I really shouldn't leave it to you to practice chakra."

Ise smiled on his face and poured a glass of water for the other party: "The leader can acquiesce and agree to this matter, you and I should be grateful."

"As for getting involved in the war."

After a pause, Ise's expression became serious.

"When the war broke out, both ninjas and civilians could not avoid it, right?"

Kotaro was stunned: "Maybe you are right, but I'm sorry."

"Nothing sorry, I just started practicing chakra. With my qualifications, I'm afraid I won't be able to achieve any effect for a long time."

"With my combat power, the village wouldn't let me go to the battlefield and die like that, wouldn't it?"

Ise smiled.

Kotaro opened his mouth and felt a little ashamed. He responded to Lord Hanzo, who had the ability to become a ninja. According to his statement, combined with the current situation in the village, I am afraid that Ise would be sent to the battlefield in the latest three months.

"Master Hanzang said that you will go to the village tomorrow to attend the memorial ceremony. You have obtained the chakra practice method and you have this qualification."

Finally, Kotaro left.

Ise didn't care about this. He didn't know how much time he had. He didn't know whether he was still alive when he could go to the battlefield.

As for characters like Hanzo, they don’t care about small people like him at all.

In other words, except that he has entered Hanzo's eyes, his life has no impact, so he should do whatever he should do.

Early the next morning, in the rainy village, there was a piece of grass all over the plains.

Figures came here silently, holding white paper flowers in their hands, and stood there quietly, staring at the square black dots in front of them.

Each square black dot represents a life that has been killed. Of course, these people are ninjas who died on the battlefield. Ordinary civilians are not even qualified to leave their names. It is even more impossible to have a burial place.

"Ise, here."

As soon as Ise got here, Kotaro greeted him in a low voice.

“Has it started?”

Lowering his voice, Ise mixed into the crowd, came to Kotaro and asked softly.

"Not yet, but it's too soon."

Kotaro said, his expression was a little heavy.

When you are in such an occasion, you are naturally unable to be happy by being infected by the atmosphere.

Ise didn't say anything anymore. His eyes passed over the crowd and saw layers of black dot blocks arranged in front of him, and his pupils contracted.

There was no sight at all, and it was dead silent, and the low aura spread out, and the rain in the sky became quiet at this moment.

Each black dot represents a dead life.

Ise was frozen there. This was the first time he deeply felt the coldness, indifference and cruel reality of this world.

He faced the death of the war!

All of them are new tombs, and he can't even estimate how many of them are. And these are all ninjas, and the deaths of civilians are even more uncountable.

War is a meat grinder!

This sentence echoed in Ise's ears, causing him to clench his fists.

"Many bodies of people are left on the battlefield and cannot be found."

In my ears, Kotaro's whisper sounded.

"I'm in a heavy mood, right? But this is the case with war, so you have to relax, because no one knows whether they will be the next person lying here."

"Or maybe, the body is buried in the front line and will forever lose the qualification to return to his hometown."
Chapter completed!