Gandalf

Compared to conquering other realms, Qin Yi undoubtedly preferred to comfortably reign as a king in this fading world .

Even though he was familiar with the plot and knew everything about that world, he was still very aware of its dangers. It's evident how challenging it would be to establish a kingdom in a world like Naruto, filled with various ninja techniques and bloodline abilities, with just a group of ordinary people who only know how to use conventional weapons.

However, everything was beyond his control!

If he doesn't go to the parallel world, the kingdom will gradually collapse, and six hundred thousand people will slowly perish, including himself. This is the world's rule: the king possesses talents and abilities surpassing others but must also bear corresponding responsibilities and consequences.

Moreover, the eyes filled with hope and despair on the streets lingered in his mind.

"I am not a saviour or anything, but what needs to be done must be done!"

He muttered.

Moving swiftly towards the place where that person resided in his memory, Qin Yi's heart was heavy yet resolute.

In his previous life, at the age of seventeen, he charged into a parallel world without regard for his own life, fueled by fervent blood, only to die before achieving anything due to lack of experience.

So, what does he have to fear?, he has died once already

"It's just crossing over to a parallel world; in my past life countless people dreamt of such a thing."

A smile played on his lips as Qin Yi stopped in his tracks and looked ahead.

A dilapidated sign covered in dust stood across from him.

"Plum Blossom Street."

The person from his memory lived on this street.

Taking another step forward, Qin Yi quickened his pace.

Plum Blossom Street, No. 302.

This street was bustling with activity in the royal city just over a month ago, with people coming and going, various snacks, and vendors selling toys jostling and singing loudly. But today, it had become eerily quiet.

As the wind blew, it lifted the dry leaves from the ground, swirling them towards the distance.

Everything seemed to be heading towards destruction.

"Grandpa Gandalf, I want to eat too."

Inside street No. 302, a little girl of about seven or eight years old stared at a tall man in a white robe, drooling at the sight of a sweet potato he held.

The tall man in the white robe, with a smile on his face, handed the sweet potato to the little girl.

"This is the last of my food but you are more important."

With a smile, Gandalf didn't hesitate as he bent down to hand the sweet potato to the little girl.

The little girl, who had been hungry for several days, took big bites of the sweet potato. After a few mouthfuls, she stopped and asked shyly.

"Can I save some for my brother? He's been hungry for a long time too."

Gandalf was taken aback for a moment, then he reached out and gently patted the little girl's head. "Of course, go ahead!"

The little girl was overjoyed. After sincerely thanking Gandalf, she turned and ran out.

Watching the girl disappear into the distance, Gandalf sighed deeply.

He wasn't from this world, but he had already integrated into it. Watching the world gradually fall into ruin with anxiety and helplessness, he realised that the one controlling the vast kingdom was not him but the seventeen-year-old boy.

Unfortunately, that boy seemed to have forgotten about himself.

Slowly sitting down and lying on the rocking chair, Gandalf closed his eyes.

Since there was nothing he could do, all he could do was wait silently.

However, just as he laid down for only three minutes, a figure crossed the doorway and entered.

"I don't have any food either, so I'm afraid I can't help you."

Gandalf said faintly upon hearing the movement.

During this time, hungry people who had been starving for a long time often came here to ask him for food.

Speaking of which, the people of this kingdom had good morals. Even facing the world's destruction, they didn't resort to looting or causing chaos.

"Gandalf."

When the voice of the newcomer sounded, Gandalf suddenly opened his eyes.

He saw a seventeen-year-old boy staring at him with a complex expression.

"Your Majesty."

After a moment of surprise, Gandalf quickly stood up, clenched his right fist, and placed it over his left side of his chest.

Entering the room, looking at Gandalf, who was no different from the impression he had, Qin Yi took a deep breath and said solemnly.

"I need your help!"

Hearing the young king's sincere words, Gandalf's emotions became turbulent for a while, and his expression became complicated. After a long time, he spoke softly.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time, my king."

Half an hour later, the two stood in front of the boundary gate.

Dozens of ministers stood behind them, looking excited. They gazed at Qin Yi with hopeful eyes.

As long as the king stepped into the boundary gate and entered the parallel world, the kingdom's resources would stop shrinking, and the country would be saved. This was the rule of the world, but in return, the world endowed the king with talents and abilities surpassing everyone else. Crossing through time and space was just one of the abilities of the king.

"After Gandalf and I leave, everything in the country will depend on you."

Turning around, Qin Yi said to the ministers.

Time was pressing now, and he didn't have time to consider whether these people were reliable or not. Everything could only wait until he stabilised the overall situation before making other plans.

"Your Majesty, please allow me to lead my brothers to accompany and protect!"

Yuewu, the captain who had been guarding the boundary gate, bowed and saluted. Behind him, the warriors also had determined gazes.

It was their innate duty to sacrifice for the king and to die. Even if they died, it would be a lifetime of glory.

"No need, Yuewu, you will lead the remaining soldiers to maintain stability in the city."

Qin Yi refused.

"But!"

Yuewu was anxious. So many people had already gone before, and the king was still seriously injured. This time, there were only two people, and he was really worried.

"The more people there are in the conquest of the parallel world, the bigger the target, and it will cause trouble by attracting attention from others."

Qin Yi said calmly.

Gandalf's eyes flashed with surprise, looking at Qin Yi with some astonishment, seemingly not expecting such words to come from the seventeen-year-old king.

"Let's go."

Turning around, Qin Yi looked again at the boundary gate emitting a dim light.

Gandalf nodded, and the two of them took steps forward. After a few steps, they had already stepped into the boundary gate and disappeared in front of everyone.

"Hum!"

As the two disappeared, a strange force began to ripple over the sky of the royal city, spreading in a blink of an eye. Ten breaths later, everyone could clearly feel that the collapse of the kingdom had stopped!

"May His Majesty return triumphantly!"

Yuewu took a deep breath, squatting suddenly on the ground, shouting loudly.

The warriors behind him also shouted in unison, their voices resounding through the heavens.

"Great, great, the kingdom has finally calmed down, it's really great."

The ministers were joyful, some even excitedly said.

Yuewu stood up, glaring at the ministers coldly, and scolded them without reservation, "A bunch of useless people!"

Even after being insulted like this, the ministers were furious, but helpless, and they left angrily.