Jonin Kuraki sighed.
"Look at it this way, maybe it's a good thing for Jonin Ringo."
"Yeah."
Jonin Kuraki forced a bitter smile.
At this point, it's naturally impossible to recover anymore.
Although she hoped Ringo Ameyuri could stand again and wield the Thunder Blade, adding strength to their reform faction.
But, even after taking the best physical revitalizing medicine in the Ninja Realm, the person couldn't be restored as before.
Jonin Kuraki was mentally prepared for this.
Still, there's a bit of reluctance.
But after continuous rushing, they were already feeling very tired.
"What should we do next?"
"You stay to take care of Jonin Ringo, I'll go back and report to the boss."
Jonin Kuraki said.
"Aren't you a Medical Ninja, shouldn't you stay?"
Jonin Chukichi frowned.
"No need, the Medical Ninjas in this company have medical skills not inferior to mine."
"I see. Not only Medical Ninjas, but even Perception Ninjas. My perception ninjutsu was directly interrupted when I entered this building."
Jonin Chukichi said seriously.
Among the ninjas he had fought until now, only Konoha's Aburame Clan could disrupt his perception ninjutsu using special bugs.
Yet, unexpectedly, entering this building directly made his perception ninjutsu 'disappear.'
However, Jonin Chukichi wasn't dissatisfied.
The Shion Flower Medicinal Company's monthly net income reached a staggering figure, such a giant entity would certainly be eyed by many peers to steal drug information.
Having such a level of defense is reasonable.
"The style of this country is indeed strange and unique."
Jonin Kuraki was also stunned upon hearing this and nodded.
Ninja and regular army mixed, all major roads wide and bright, merchants from other countries constantly coming and going.
Looking out from this lounge's window, a construction site could be seen not far away, building some structure.
Not only were there regular craftsmen, but also some ninjas were there, nimbly doing transport work.
To her, this was simply a waste of ninja combat power.
Doing such meaningless work every day would completely waste ninjas' abilities.
However, since it's another country's politics, she as an outsider had no right to criticize, just felt endless pity for the ninjas working hard as craftsmen on the site.
Sigh, these ninjas are already wasted, totally impossible to bravely fight on the battlefield.
Ninjas losing combat ability, the final outcome is predictable.
"After so many days, nothing unexpected has happened here, the pursuers seem misled by our left information, headed to other places."
This is Jonin Chukichi's guess.
If the pursuers really reached here, with their lawless personalities, they wouldn't care about Neutral Country, they would definitely wreak havoc here, forcing them to show up.
The current situation not happening means those people haven't tracked to the Land of Demons, at least two weeks of safety.
"Still, don't be careless. After I leave, you'll be the only Jonin here, be sure not to leave this building, and don't conflict with the Land of Demons' people."
"Understood."
Jonin Chukichi nodded.
After Jonin Kuraki finished the instructions, she opened the door and left the lounge.
"Take care."
"Don't worry, I'll bring that boss's new order in ten days."
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Two days later.
Land of Water, Hidden Mist Village.
"Mizukage-sama, Kuriarare Kushimaru and Munashi Jinpachi's mission failed."
The purple-eyed, baby-faced man entered the office of the Third Mizukage, speaking respectfully.
The Third Mizukage processing documents nonchalantly asked:
"Did they come back? I need to know the specifics."
"Sorry, Mizukage-sama, they have already died."
The baby-faced man bowed his head and said.
The Third Mizukage processing documents suddenly raised his head, the pen in his hand paused.
Long after, the aged face covered in wrinkles calmed down, heaved a sigh, eyes sharply staring at the baby-faced man.
"Yagura, you say they died... what happened?"
The man named Yagura, with purple eyes devoid of emotion, said seriously:
"It's information from the underground exchange in the Land of Tea, someone used their corpses to claim a bounty of sixty-five million ryō."
"Underground exchange? Who was it?"
The Third Mizukage's voice carried coldness.
"Hyuga Ayane, the S-Class Renegade Ninja of Konoha."
"Konoha!"
The calm old face of the Third Mizukage showed anger for the first time.
"What's going on with Konoha's Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, allowing such a dangerous renegade ninja to roam free?"
"With all due respect, Mizukage-sama. Konoha is now deeply entangled in the battlefields of the Land of Rain and the Land of Grass, they are powerless to capture such a level of renegade ninja."
"Where are their bodies? Were they recovered?"
The Third Mizukage aimed for a calm tone.
"Unknown whereabouts. It's passed through many hands now, tracking it down is rather difficult."
Yagura spoke bluntly.
Then, sensing something, he slightly lifted his head.
He saw the Third Mizukage's even colder expression, a terrifying chakra becoming substantial, enveloping the body surface flowing like water.
The office was instantly engulfed in an overwhelming atmosphere.
Yagura also felt something heavy pressing on his shoulders, making movement and breathing more difficult.