Chapter 137: Sand Ninja

There was no shortage of people secretly inquiring about his awakening of the bloodline limit.

At first, because the news hadn't spread widely, only Uchiha Yan and Tetsu knew about it.

After they came over, as Toshiro gradually became known among the clan members, the news of him opening his eyes at the mere age of eight spread faster than expected.

Some clan members who didn't know the truth began to come one after another to inquire about the news.

They hoped they could one day achieve the family's bloodline limit in one step.

Fortunately, those with such naive thoughts were limited to younger teenagers.

Otherwise, the constant disturbances would have driven him crazy~

"Well! As for opening the Sharingan..."

Seeing the eager expression on the other's face, Toshiro felt somewhat reluctant to dash their enthusiasm and could only perfunctorily say, "Akayan, you still need to strengthen your chakra intensity. This should increase the chances of 'opening your eyes'..."

Reluctantly, Toshiro could only console him with vague words~

"Really? If that's true, then I'll treat you to a meal~"

Watching Uchiha Akayan walk out of the pavilion with a face full of hope after getting a satisfactory answer, Toshiro shook his head helplessly.

He hadn't intended to mislead the other party. At first, Toshiro explained to those inexperienced clan members that he had no secret.

But these guys, one by one, didn't believe him and instead blamed Toshiro for not sharing the secret.

He felt wronged!

Finally, he had a stroke of genius and came up with such an idea~

[Indeed, true affection cannot retain people, but tactics win hearts!]

…

Not mentioning Toshiro, in the center tent of the Sand Ninja village's camp opposite the Konoha camp, a group of Sand Hidden Village high-level officials were arguing about the current battle situation...

"The supplies sent from the homeland are getting scarcer. If we don't find a way, we can't hold on for long~"

Looking at the documents in his hand, Ebizō, who was in charge of the entire Sand Ninja large unit's logistics, glanced at the seated elders and frontline Jōnin. He helplessly stated the fact.

The Land of Wind was originally barren, ranking at the bottom among the five great nations.

This time, the war hadn't achieved the expectations from the initial outset. By now, their follow-up capabilities were clearly insufficient.

"Did the frontline troops think of finding some supplies from within the Land of Fire? This could also reduce the burden on logistics..."

A high-level Sand Ninja raised a question.

"They have been doing so, but Konoha was well-prepared, yielding little results~"

"This..."

"And the Land of Earth and Land of Lightning, haven't they made any moves? They're all just stationing troops at the borders, without any intention of joining the war!"

"Don't pin hopes on others! I see these people just want to use our probe against Konoha, treating us as expendables~"

"But! Without their cooperation, relying on our strength alone to benefit from Konoha is really..."

"..."

They even destroyed nearly all they couldn't take away.

This caused a lot of trouble for the Sand Ninja.

Although they could still loot some food from the ordinary folks along the way, the officials of the Land of Fire were too greedy. The villages along the way had no surplus grain left.

This put them at a significant disadvantage!

Adding to this, they came from afar, making their supply lines extremely lengthy, increasing their consumption.

The Konoha ninjas would also harass them from time to time.

All these made their situation progressively worse~

Additionally, the allied armies who were supposed to attack Konoha with them simultaneously hadn't moved at all.

This further plummeted the already low morale of the Sand Ninja Village~

Seeing the situation in the venue, Granny Chiyo sighed and spoke, "Are there any young people who have performed excellently in this war?"

Unlike the elders who were only concerned about the battles, Chiyo was calm at this moment and asked about what she was most concerned about in this war~

In her view, compared to warfare, the most important thing now for the Sand Ninja Village was to select a leader first.

And this war was a perfect testing stone~

If there were any outstanding juniors, she would not hesitate to promote them.

She and Ebizō, though still able to control the situation, if they couldn't break through Konoha's defenses, it was better to make early preparations.

"Outstanding juniors..."

"Sister! You are…"

Everyone present, including Ebizō, and even those who hadn't spoken much, were all looking at Chiyo with shocked faces~

"The opportunity has come~"

A red-haired man who hadn't spoken since attending the meeting clenched his fist, feeling exhilarated.

Since the disappearance of the Third Kazekage was confirmed, he had been quietly preparing.

As the successor of Magnet Release, no one in the Land of Wind was more qualified for that position than him~

At this time, Rasa was far from the strength he would later possess; he was just in his early twenties.

Though not immature, he hadn't matured much either~

Hearing such good news suddenly, he almost couldn't control his emotions.

Fortunately, at this moment, everyone's attention was not on him.

They all stared at Chiyo one by one, waiting for her next words…

"I have reached a consensus with Elders Mingsha and Zuoemon that in this war, we will select the promising individual to entrust the future of the Sand Ninja Village…"

"Wah..."

Her words shocked the entire venue.

Each person present, who didn't have one or two favored juniors? Elder Chiyo releasing such news at this moment left them all astonishingly shocked and enormously ecstatic~

It must be said that Chiyo and other elders had no other choices.

After the Kazekage's disappearance, although several elders maintained the situation, it was never a long-term solution.

Moreover, with the current unfavorable battle situation, if they didn't find a way to boost morale, breaking through the Step Mountain defense line in another year or half might still be impossible.

(Chapter end)