Chapter 41: Uzumaki Karin

Yoko stood there in a daze, her eyes glancing at the sea of fire around her, finally letting out a bitter smile. 

"Do I have any other choice?" 

As a survivor of the Uzumaki clan, she already found herself in an awkward position in Kusagakure, constantly being the target of suspicion by the shinobi of Kusagakure. 

Now that everyone in the field hospital was dead, she was the only one left. She would be directly labeled by the shinobi of Kusagakure as a traitor, and who knows what they would do to her! 

However... 

"My daughter is still in camp of Kusagakure, not far from here. Can I take my daughter with us?" Uzumaki Yoko pleaded, her eyes fixed on Natsuo. "If you don't take my daughter with us, there's no point in me staying alive." 

If she couldn't take her daughter Karin with her, she might as well die here and save herself from the suspicion by the shinobi of Kusagakure. For her daughter, she was not afraid of death! 

Natsuo smiled slightly and said, "I understand." 

... 

Uzumaki Yoko looked anxious. 

For most people although Kusagakure was not as powerful as the Five Great Shinobi Countries, it was still considered a powerful Ninja Village. 

Could this unknown man, although impressive in his actions, really save her daughter from the camp of Kusagakure? And even if he did save her daughter, what would this man ask of them? Would it be more excessive than shinobis of Kusagakure? 

Uzumaki Yoko didn't know, but she had no choice. 

Unless she was willing to end her own life here and let Karin, at such a young age, be 'used' by the shinobi of Kusagakure and go through the torment she was currently experiencing, she would always struggle to survive. 

Karin was located in the camp behind the field hospital. 

It was clear that the shinobi of Kusagakure regarded Uzumaki Yoko as nothing more than a disposable item, otherwise they wouldn't need to bring Karin, who was young and had no combat power, to the battlefield. In other words, they were waiting for Yoko's death so that Karin could take her place. 

This was also the reason why Uzumaki Yoko, who realized that the situation was hopeless, immediately accepted Natsuo's invitation. 

However, what surprised Uzumaki Yoko was that when Natsuo saw the camp of Kusagakure, he walked over confidently. 

"This..." Uzumaki Yoko opened her mouth, shrunk her neck, and her worried expression deepened. 

She hid herself and stayed far away. Once Natsuo failed, she would immediately run back to the field hospital and burn herself to death. 

Although it would result in Karin being used in her place, at least she could stay alive. 

This was the only thing she could do for Karin at the moment. 

Natsuo walked confidently, and when he reached the entrance of the camp, two shinobis came towards him. 

"Hey kid, who are you..." 

Swish! 

A gleaming blade flashed. 

Natsuo held a kunai and stabbed it straight at them. His movements were fluid and casual. 

It wasn't until the kunai pierced the chest of one of the shinobis that the other person exclaimed. 

"Who are you?! How dare you hurt a shinobi from Kusagakure?" 

Natsuo sighed lightly, "No, I didn't hurt a shinobi from Kusagakure." 

"I'm killing them." 

In the next second, he slashed the kunai upwards. The chest was split open, and blood gushed out from the heart and lungs. 

The nearby shinobis were stunned and quickly shouted, "Alert! We're under attack!" 

Under the hoarse shout. The camp, which was already on high alert, quickly reacted. 

Countless shinobis poured out from the main gate. 

"Who is it?!" 

"Is it an attack from Takigakure?" 

"Kill him!" 

"Just him? Impossible! There must be others! Be careful, everyone!" 

A series of loud roars sounded. 

Meanwhile, Natsuo casually strolled around the camp as if it were empty. He held a kunai in one hand, his steps light and graceful, like a gentle dance. 

In his pupils, the three tomoe of the Sharingan rotated slowly. His movements were neither hurried nor slow, yet he could accurately slice open the throats of every enemy. 

Wherever he went, people fell to the ground! 

"No wonder the 'Dance King' Uchiha Madara always said, 'Do you want to dance too?' With such an absolute difference in strength and the ability to see through all enemy attacks with the Sharingan, isn't it like dancing on a dance floor?" 

"The enemy is practically cooperating like dance partners, sending their vital points straight to my kunai!" 

The terrifying aspect of the Sharingan is just that simple. After seeing through everything about the enemy, it can achieve this casually described yet highly effective result. 

It doesn't even require much physical stamina. 

Natsuo sighed in his heart, but his movements didn't slow down. 

Like cutting butter with a hot knife, he forcefully opened a large gap within the Kusagakure camp's defenses and continued to penetrate deeper. 

The Shinobi of Kusagakure shouted in panic. 

"Damn it! Who are you?!" 

"These eyes... Could you be Uchiha Itachi, the rogue ninja of Konoha?" 

Well, among the only two adults in the Uchiha clan, Natsuo is known for having a harem, while Itachi is known for wiping out the clan. 

Obviously, such formidable combat power should belong to that man named Uchiha Itachi! 

No problem. 

Natsuo nodded in his heart, then sent a kunai to send that idiot who was randomly guessing to meet the Sage of Six Paths. 

He continued to walk straight towards the back of the camp. 

Although he was not very good as a sensory ninja, Uzumaki Yoko had already informed him of the approximate location. 

Simple and straightforward, just kill them all! 

In fact, before Natsuo had killed his way there, the Shinobis of Kusagakure were on the verge of collapse! 

This kind of massacre done so casually is much more terrifying than a frantic assault. 

Because no matter how many people from their side rushed over, they would all be easily devoured by the killing intent of Natsuo! 

It's as if... It can never be filled! 

And at this moment... 

A middle-aged man with a square face stepped forward. 

The Shinobis of Kusagakure seemed to see hope, gritted their teeth, gathered their courage, and finally didn't completely flee. 

The middle-aged man looked at the shinobis who died in battle around him and stared fiercely at Natsuo with his bloodshot eyes. 

"You have such strength at such a young age, indeed extraordinary." In the voice of the square-faced man, there seemed to be a hidden storm. 

He slowly tightened his grip on the kunai and assumed a battle posture. "I don't care if you're Uchiha Itachi or whoever. Since you dare to attack my Kusagakure, I won't let you leave!" 

"Today, I will avenge my fallen comrades, for the sacrifices of my comrades, for..." 

[Pfft!] 

Before he could finish speaking, Natsuo's figure had already appeared in front of him. 

He directly hit the middle-aged man's forehead, crushing his head. And like a burst watermelon, he splashed red and white all over the ground. 

"So weak, yet so many words." 

Natsuo was quite puzzled, completely unable to understand why this guy didn't prepare properly and had so many meaningless words. 

He couldn't be bothered with such a foolish person and directly pierced through the Kusagakure's camp. 

The camp of Kusagakure completely collapsed. 

Until Natsuo reached Karin's side, he didn't even know that the trash he casually killed was actually the leader of Kusagakure. 

He just looked at the somewhat shy girl and smiled. 

"Found you." 

Uzumaki Karin! 

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