farewell , konoha

Chapter 50 Information sent back

In an instant, the earth trembled, dust flew up, and deep palm prints were imprinted on the ground.

"Did you run away?"

The moment it fell from the hand, the auras of Jiraiya and the two immortals disappeared instantly.

Naoki was not surprised. If Jiraiya was determined to die, basically no one in the ninja world could kill him.

Because Jiraiya has too many methods, and his rich experience will allow him to prepare many backup plans.

This time, he didn't believe that Jiraiya was unprepared for this pursuit.

Jiraiya died in the hands of Nagato just because he felt Pain's threat to the ninja world and tried his best to force out all the means on the other side and send the information back to Konoha.

And his arm was accidentally broken during the journey, otherwise Jiraiya would not have died in the Rain Ninja Village, and it is the same now.

Sharingan and Byakugan carefully observed the traces, but there were no traces around.

"Reverse Psychicism?"

Regarding Jiraiya's instant disappearance, this is probably the only inference I can make now.

Shengshu was silent, staggering, feeling only an emptiness within his body.

"The chakra accumulated for so long is all used up, but this is also a good thing for me."

The upper limit of the container has been expanded, so what he needs is quality. Next, except for the chakra of the tailed beast, he will not absorb other people's chakra indiscriminately.

He controlled the headless deadwood man to erase the traces of the battlefield, restored some chakra, and then disappeared into the night.

…

Inside Mt. Myoki.

Jiraiya, who came back from the reverse channeling, instantly knelt on the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, turned over and lay on the ground, passed out, and at the same time exited the sage mode.

Shima Sennin immediately said to Fukasaku Sennin: "Old man, bring the medicine immediately, little Jiraiya also needs treatment."

Not far away, Wen Tai struggled to speak: "I think I need more treatment."

Fukasaku Sennin looked at Bunta who was standing aside, nodded, disappeared in an instant, and took the medicine over after a while.

One person and one frog, there are traces of erosion and burning all over their bodies, and a lot of chakra has been extracted from their bodies.

And the remaining rope tree chakra was very stubborn and destroying them in their bodies.

The two immortals also had solemn expressions, and Fukasaku Sage said: "I didn't expect this chakra to be so destructive. Old woman, help me."

The two immortals worked together to force it out with great effort. Jiraiya frowned and relaxed a little.

After a while, Jiraiya slowly opened his eyes and looked at the two immortals and the starry sky at Mt. Miaomu.

Looking at himself wrapped in bandages, Jiraiya was silent, he finally failed.

Shima Sennin looked at Jiraiya and wanted to step forward to persuade him, but Fukasaku Sennin pulled him back and shook his head: "Let Jiraiya be alone for a while!"

Shima Sennin sighed, glanced at Jiraiya, and followed Fukasaku Sennin away, leaving Jiraiya where he was.

After a long time, Jiraiya sighed, endured the pain and slowly stood up, taking out a pen and paper from the ninja bag behind his back.

He needed to send this information back immediately, but he held the pen and looked at the blank scroll without writing for a long time.

Looking back at life, it is all failures. Friends have defected, loved ones have left, and apprentices have died.

After working so hard, I was really alone. Looking back at the beginning, was there only a village left in the end?

What happened to the rope tree made him unshakable in his belief. Now he is shaken again and again. The village he trusted has failed him time and time again.

Jiraiya, whose thoughts were in turmoil, buried this thought deep in his heart. After all, it was impossible for him not to have any resentment towards the village for so long.

only……

As soon as the pen and ink fell, Jiraiya put aside those thoughts and began to write the information into the cipher text.

After writing for a long time, Jiraiya handed the information scroll to a messenger toad and asked it to be sent to Konoha.

He looked up at the starry sky and asked Wentai: "Wentai, am I really wrong?"

With this sentence, Jiraiya was also asking Wentai, and he was also asking himself, was it really wrong to avoid him in this way?

Bunta glanced at Jiraiya and sighed in his heart: "I don't know, I'm just a toad and I don't understand what you humans think."

"I just know that what happened in the past has become a fact, and no matter how much I struggle with it, it will not change."

Because it knows that no one can give this answer to Jiraiya except himself.

Jiraiya forced a smile, yes! Everything in the past has become a fact. Even if he regrets it, he can't change anything.

…

Konoha, Sarutobi clan.

The third generation who was sleeping was awakened by the ANBU, and an intelligence message from the toad on Mt. Myoboku was presented to him.

Since the Night of the Kyuubi, his wife Biwako was killed while delivering Kushina's baby, and he has been living alone.

Opening the secret scroll, Hiruzen Sarutobi looked at the information on it, his hands trembled suddenly, and there was a trace of suppressed anger in his eyes.

"No wonder, no wonder you are unwilling to tell me no matter what, Danzo..."

After the identity was confirmed, Sandai continued to sink in his heart and continued to watch the situation behind.

When he saw the other party's declaration that he wanted to destroy Konoha, he slowly put down the secret scroll in his hand, holding his heart in pain.

A violent cough sounded, and suddenly black shadows fell outside the house, and one of them made a sound.

"Hokage-sama, are you okay?"

Sandai clutched the clothes on his chest tightly, taking in big gulps of air and breathing rapidly.

As the door was broken, everyone in the ANBU entered the house to be on guard. The leader came to the third generation and immediately exclaimed: "Hokage-sama!"

"Quick! Call the medical team quickly."

Late at night, people from the medical team rushed into the Sarutobi clan to check on the situation of the Third Hokage.

After some diagnosis and first aid, the people in the medical class breathed a sigh of relief.

He said to the ANBU personnel: "Hokage-sama has reached his age, coupled with his anger and excessive mood swings, it will be fine if he rests for a while."

At this time, Sandai's voice came from inside the house: "Okay, I have nothing to do anymore, let them go back."

"Yes, Hokage-sama!"

The medical class ninja said: "Hokage-sama, I'll take my leave first."

With Sandai's slight hum, the people in the medical class left quietly. No one else should know about this matter.

The ANBU also returned to their posts. Only one captain remained, half-kneeling in front of the third generation to prevent another accident.

Sandai looked at him: "Okay, you can go out too!"

ANBU: "But..."

The third generation took the secret volume and said, "It's okay. There is also this matter tonight. Remember not to leak it."

Anbu: "Yes!"

As the smoke rose, the teleportation technique disappeared into the house, while the third generation was in the house, staring at the scroll in his hand.

(End of chapter)