69novels Chapter 102 There's a cow! There's a cow!
Chapter 102 There's a cow! There's a cow!
Chapter 102 There's a cow! There's a cow!
On the snow, Kakashi slammed his fist into the snow, sending snowflakes flying.
"That guy—he's been watching me from the very beginning, that's for sure."
He gritted his teeth, squeezing out the words through his clenched teeth.
I knew all along that the man had betrayed Kirigakure and my teacher, and that everything he did was to steal the Byakugan.
The reason Itachi infiltrated Konoha that day and set his sights on the Uchiha clan was for the Sharingan.
But I was careless. Now I realize that what that guy was missing was his left eye.
The eye that Obito left him was his left eye.
Thinking of this, he felt a pang of sadness and raised his hand, pointing his fingertips at the other person's left eye.
His fingers trembled slightly, hovering there, but hesitant to drop them.
The smiling face in my memory, the man who was always late, always made grand pronouncements, and always patted me on the shoulder saying, "I will protect you."
That eye was his only remaining possession.
Now it's gone, and in my own eye sockets are someone else's eyes—
Bang!
Kakashi's fist slammed into the snow again, harder and deeper than before.
The snowflakes splashed on my face, icy cold, but they couldn't extinguish the raging fire in my chest.
He took a deep breath, propped himself up on his knees, and ultimately failed to gouge out the eye.
He raised his head slightly, his gaze passing through the gradually diminishing wind and snow, landing on the city that was faintly visible on the mountainside, and his expression became sharp and resolute once again.
He still has tasks to complete.
The Third Hokage hoped that the Land of Fire and the Land of Snow would establish diplomatic relations, which is why he sent him to convey this message.
This was his mission, something he had to accomplish as a Konoha ninja.
It was no accident that the other party targeted him and stole his Sharingan.
That guy had been watching him for a long time, and even pinpointed his location, heading straight for him.
And the intelligence about this mission has probably already been leaked.
Kakashi raised his hand and gently covered his left eye, but he didn't feel anything special.
There was no pain, no foreign body sensation, and it was even more relaxing than when I had the Sharingan.
It was as if that eye was his own, perfectly set in its socket, without any discomfort.
But—this isn't like that guy!
According to intelligence, he knew the man well and that he never did anything meaningless.
They stole the Sharingan but left one eye behind; they must have some other trick up their sleeve.
Something—something he was still unaware of, lurking in the shadows.
Kakashi's fingers lingered on his headband for a moment before he finally pulled it down, covering his eye.
He closed his eyes and felt the flow of chakra within his body.
Without Obito's Sharingan constantly absorbing chakra, his body felt much lighter, and even his chakra reserves had noticeably increased.
This made him fall silent for a moment.
Obito's eyes—constantly absorbing his chakra to maintain the three-tomoe Sharingan state, unable to be closed.
He knew, he knew from the very beginning.
But so what? That was what Obito left him, proof that the man was "alive," a bond he was unwilling to let go of no matter what.
But now, even that bond has been taken away.
Kakashi's emotions churned once more as his gaze fell upon the city.
He silently made a decision in his heart: he would definitely take back Obito's eyes. But not now.
"Complete the mission first—return to the village, inform the Third Hokage, and then we'll decide what to do next."
He forced himself to calm down, suppressing his surging emotions deep within his heart.
The image of the Mangekyou Sharingan, shaped like the Fuma's shojutsu sword, appeared in his mind.
The guy's display of that power in front of me was definitely not unintentional; he had his eye on the power of the kaleidoscope from the very beginning.
Kakashi raised his hand to wipe away the remaining bloodstains around his left eye socket, his fingertips tracing the cool skin.
He pulled down his headband and covered the eye that wasn't his own again, the movement swift and decisive.
Even if the Sharingan is taken away, no one can know, at least not before returning to Konoha.
He looked up and found that the wind and snow had subsided considerably.
The Daimyo Castle on the mountainside gradually became clear through the thin snow curtain, and the outline of the castle walls and the flags fluttering on the rooftops could be vaguely seen.
Kakashi took a step and stepped into the white expanse, his figure disappearing into the snow and wind, his footprints being covered by snowflakes again.
No one knew that deep within those eyes, hidden by the headband, subtle lines were slowly unfolding.
The highest room in the snow-covered city.
Outside the window, the snow had lessened considerably, and fine snowflakes drifted slowly down in the twilight, enveloping the entire city in a hazy gray-white hue.
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Kazakura Hayate stood in front of Izumikawa, her head slightly bowed, her posture more than three parts lower than before.
His gaze remained fixed on the floor, hesitant to lift his head, and his voice was low, carrying a hint of cautious probing.
"Sir—what should we do with that Konoha ninja?"
His fingertips clenched slightly inside his sleeve.
He once issued a mission to Konoha, hoping to establish diplomatic relations with the Land of Fire, facilitate trade, and become friendly neighbors.
That was his judgment based on the imminent completion of the environmental terraforming device, that the Snow Kingdom was about to enter the next stage of prosperity and needed more allies and a larger market.
He thought he had made a wise decision. He sent out a letter requesting assistance and the establishment of diplomatic relations, which earned him a response from Konoha and the arrival of Kakashi Hatake.
But now, the Land of Snow has fallen into the control of others.
The arrival of the Konoha ninjas should have been a joyous occasion for the Land of Snow, but instead, it filled him with unease.
He was afraid of saying the wrong thing, afraid of doing something that would displease the person in front of him, and afraid of affecting little Xue who was still sleeping peacefully on the soft couch next to him.
Therefore, his attitude appeared humble and timid, even more cautious than when facing raging waves.
Izumi leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest, unhurriedly.
"You can receive them as usual." His voice was calm as he continued slowly, "We can establish diplomatic relations with Konoha and the Land of Fire, and establish trade partnerships."
Feng Hua Zao Xue was slightly taken aback, raised her head, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
"As for the environmental modification device—" Izumi's gaze fell on the gray-white skyline outside the window, "we can invite that Konoha ninja to attend the activation ceremony, showcasing the value of the Land of Snow and increasing its significance."
He then added, "Let Konoha know that the Land of Snow is worth taking seriously."
He wants to control the Snow Country, and he wants more than just the land and its people; he wants all the resources that the land can provide.
By establishing trade and diplomatic relations with the Land of Fire and Konoha, and by using the name of the Land of Snow, they can openly purchase large quantities of resources to accelerate their research.
He wanted to transform, to live forever, to not be controlled by the Otsutsuki clan, and not be treated as food.
It may seem like a long time to the ninja world now, but in reality, it's something that will happen in about thirty years, which is very close.
But he knew in his heart that to achieve these things, he had to bring together everything of value on this planet, melt it down, and sublimate it.
The Land of Snow is just a small piece of the puzzle.
"Yes."
Feng Hua Zao Xue responded with a sound of agreement, and without asking any further questions, he bowed slightly, turned around, and left.
The door to the room closed gently behind him, and his footsteps faded into the distance down the corridor.
He had already made all the arrangements before Kakashi arrived.
The summoning spell was dispelled prematurely, and all the skeletal puppets vanished in the smoke, as if they had never existed.
The guards and servants who had been controlled regained their freedom and stood in the courtyard, looking around blankly, unsure whether what had just happened was real or an illusion.
Fuka Shoyuki even personally came forward to explain to everyone.
He said he had long suspected Feng Hua Nu Tao's betrayal, so he secretly invited a partner to help him.
Those skeletons, spells, and intruders were all helpers he had invited to quell the rebellion.
The rebellion has now been quelled, and everything has returned to normal.
He demanded that everyone keep this a secret, especially from the upcoming Konoha ninja; not a single word was to be uttered.
The Land of Snow has just experienced a coup, and if this scandal gets out, the plan to establish diplomatic relations will be completely ruined.
Everyone suddenly realized!
It turns out that the lord had made preparations all along; those horrifying white bones were meant to quell the rebellion.
They immediately assured that, for the sake of the Snow Kingdom's future, they would not divulge a single word.
As Feng Huazaoxue watched the gradually relieved expressions on their faces, she felt only bitterness in her heart.
These words may fool others, but they cannot fool oneself.
Inside the room, Momona stood by the window, unable to resist turning her head and whispering, "Lord Izumigawa, how can you guarantee these guys won't expose us?"
Her brows were slightly furrowed, clearly indicating that she was still somewhat uneasy about the matter.
Although the guards were appeased, people's hearts are the hardest thing to control. What if someone let slip the secret to Kakashi?
Izumi smiled gently, a smile that carried a hint of nonchalant composure.
"Whether it's exposed or not doesn't matter." His voice was calm, as if he were talking about something perfectly ordinary. "Even if Konoha knew, they wouldn't believe that I controlled a country for my own use."
A slight smile played on his lips as his gaze passed through the window and landed on the city gate.
"It doesn't matter if someone lets it slip, or if Kakashi notices something is wrong."
A slight smile played on his lips, and a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.
"Because at this moment, he probably doesn't have that much free time or energy to think about these things."
Outside the window, the suspension bridge slowly descended.
The sound of the iron chains twisting echoed dully in the wind and snow. The heavy wooden planks were laid flat layer by layer, finally resting on the stone platform on the opposite bank, producing a dull thud.
A figure stepped onto the suspension bridge.
Her silver-white hair swayed slightly in the wind, and her headband, bearing the Konoha symbol, obscured her left eye.
It was Kakashi.
He regained his composure, calmed himself down, and rushed over, eager to complete the mission quickly so he could return to Konoha.
Izumi's gaze fell on him, watching the figure walk step by step across the drawbridge, into the city gates, and into the city that he had already taken control of.
His smile deepened.
He did come after all, and he didn't damage his eyes.
Although it's a seemingly insignificant move, it might produce unexpected results!