Naruto: The villain template of me is regarded as the savior.

"..."

Inside the hall, there was deathly silence and stillness.

Everyone looked at Hanzo's generous figure disappearing before their eyes, and subconsciously turned to look at Isibi who was sitting in the first seat.

Bang! !

A sudden piercing sound broke the deathly silence in the hall. The bowls and plates instantly shattered into countless pieces, splashing onto the maid beside her, causing her to scream.

"Lawless! Absolutely lawless!"

Isibi swept everything on the table to the ground, kicked the frightened maid next to him to the ground, and said angrily: "A domesticated dog dares to bark at its master? Does he still want to take on this title for me?"

"Do you think I don't know that he has been looking for excuses to refuse to fight against the rebel in the north? Without my support and forgiveness, how can a person who has colluded with the rebels be qualified to be the leader of the Hidden Rain Village? When he gets into trouble, I have to clean it up every time! "

"I thought that bastard was a smart guy, but he turned out to be just a naive fool with childish ideas. He is not even as good as that old guy Musashi! At least Musashi knows when to give in!"

To be honest, Isibi now feels a little regretful.

What he regretted was not that he did not believe in Hanzo, but that he still had hope in Hanzo.

When he declared war, he actually acquiesced to Hanzo's behavior.

He was very happy when he drove out the Sunagakure, but since the situation became a stalemate, he knew it was too late.

How can a small country fight against a big country?

The Fire Nation's Daimyo had long ago expressed his clear annoyance and dissatisfaction with Hanzo's repeated "extortion" of supplies from the Fire Nation under the pretext of "aid."

The actions of the Hidden Rain Village seem to be going smoothly and invincible, but this still cannot change the fact that the Rain Country is weak.

Just like Hashirama Senju and Konoha in the past, people will only fear Hashirama Senju's power, but will never fear Konoha after his death.

Hanzo is indeed strong, but he is only strong. He alone cannot change the current situation.

Once Hanzo falls, the Rain Kingdom will collapse and they will all be liquidated by the big countries.

By then, the country's remaining dignity and values ​​will be stripped away and divided up without a trace by the great powers!

This is the tragedy of a weak country.

If he hadn't been saying nice things all the time, and hadn't given him concubines and treasures, Hanzo would have been taught a lesson by Konoha long ago!

But now, this bastard actually turned around and taught him a lesson!

Bang! Bang! !

Thinking of this, the sound of Isibi's palm slapping the table was extremely dull. Everyone in the hall was silent and no one dared to speak. Even the frightened girls covered their mouths.

After a long time, after releasing some of his anger and resentment, Isibi gradually calmed down, breathing heavily.

Glancing coldly at the silent crowd in front of him, Yisibi raised his hand to cover the lower half of his face with his folding fan, and spoke in the calmest tone possible: "Yuanqing."

"Ah? Ah! Your Highness."

A middle-aged man sitting in the second seat was stunned for a moment when his last name was suddenly called. Then he quickly responded, "Yes, I'm here. You..."

Before he could finish his words, Isibye raised his hand to interrupt him, "You were once a noble of the Fire Nation, so I guess you know that the Fire Nation's Daimyo has not married yet, right?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded subconsciously: "Yes, yes, after all..."

"In this case, there is only one way now." Interrupting him again, Yisibi said coldly, "Marry my sister to him."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man also reacted and his eyes twitched.

No, that prince is only in his teens, and your sister is not even ten years old, isn't it a little...

The middle-aged man felt something was wrong, but he could only say politely: "Your Highness, do you want to ask Xiao Yuji what she thinks first?"

"She is just an ignorant little girl, what is there for her to ask? No need to ask, the eldest brother is like a father, I can make the decision for her."

Isibi put away his folding fan with a snap and said coldly: "We must let the Fire Country Daimyo know that Hanzo's attitude does not represent my attitude. Even if Hanzo dies outside, no one will collect his body."

"The Rain Nation is seeking peace and has no intention of provoking a dispute, let alone a war. I am willing to form a marriage alliance as a sign of my sincerity."

He did not hide his attitude at all, and everyone present naturally heard it, but no one objected to it, even though some of them had once been "war advocates."

Just like what the retainer said to Hanzo.

If flowers and plants die, just replace them with new ones.

A disobedient dog should be slaughtered.

Ninjas are just "tools". Although Hanzo is strong, he is at most just a useful tool. Only what is held in the hand is a tool. Anything that may cut the owner should be thrown away as garbage.

The middle-aged man had a strange expression on his face. He lowered his head and said respectfully, "Yes, I will write a letter right away to convey your intention to the daimyo of the Fire Country."

"Um... yeah, there's one more thing."

Isibye nodded, as if he remembered something, and suddenly narrowed his eyes and said: "Tell the Fire Country Daimyo that if Konoha can help us clean up the rebellion in the north, the Rain Country will reward him with a reward that will satisfy him."

He had long been unhappy with the remnant of the "Wushan" family.

Not only do they occupy the northern region of the Rain Country with impunity, but I've even heard that they already have independent armed forces and departments. All they have left now is to split up the Rain Country and declare independence.

He had been ignoring it before only because Hanzo was unwilling to take action. This was a good opportunity to see if he could take advantage of it to solve it all at once and remove this "thorn" that was stuck in his throat!

At the same time, outside Daming Prefecture.

A one-eyed Rain Ninja wearing an eyepatch kept wandering back and forth, looking up at the mansion gate from time to time, with worry in his eyes mixed with a little hesitation and struggle.

Crack! Crack! Bang!

"Hanzo-sama!"

Seeing the figure walking out of the gate of the Daimyo's mansion, the one-eyed Rain Ninja who was waiting outside the mansion immediately stepped forward and asked with a hopeful tone: "Your Highness, Daimyo, how much supplies are you willing to support us with?"

"..."

Hanzo, who had been bowing his head in thought, came back to his senses, looked at his trusted deputy in front of him, and just shook his head expressionlessly.

The one-eyed Rain Ninja was stunned for a moment, then his face turned pale: "Why, how could this happen? We have never asked him for help from the beginning to the end. Now is the critical moment, we must at least..."

He spoke haltingly, but when he saw Hanzo in front of him remaining silent, his voice gradually became quieter.

"After all, it's because of my incompetence that Your Highness has given up hope."

Not sure if he was comforting his deputy or himself, Hanzo sighed and said, "The only way now is to purchase food from other countries. Coarse food is fine. As long as it's edible, use money to buy it."

He was not a fool, and he did not want to keep blackmailing Konoha.

Didn't he know that this was reducing the already limited friendship between the two sides? Didn't he know that if he frequently asked Konoha for supplies, the Fire Country Daimyo would definitely complain?

A big country is still a big country after all, and deep down it looks down on small countries. It was because he knew this clearly that he resisted without hesitation, wasn't it?

But there’s nothing I can do!

He also didn't want to rely on the Fire Nation, but even the best cook cannot cook without the rice.

The harvest cost in the Rain Country is not good, and the civilians do not have much food to eat. Moreover, the appetite of ninjas is much larger than that of ordinary people, and the nutrients they consume are much more refined than those of ordinary people.

Even if he was a little more ruthless, the Sand Village troops had been avoiding fighting and the Wind Country's defense line had not been broken through, so he couldn't plunder the Wind Country's civilians even if he wanted to.

Under the current circumstances, as long as Konoha stops supplying them with materials, they can only hold out for another month at most!

One month is too short a time and not enough.

At that time, either reduce the number of ninjas, or wait for them to collapse!

"Ugh."

Hanzo couldn't help but sigh in his heart. A feeling of powerlessness surged into his heart, and he suddenly understood what Musashi had said before.

Now that he has come to this point, he has realized how naive he was in the beginning.

Save? There is no way to save him.

Human power is limited, and this is a dead end.

His life, death and strength alone are not enough to change the current situation in the Rain Kingdom.

Perhaps, he should not have been so eager to declare war on the great powers? Should he have been willing to compromise until he had enough supplies?

However, the tragedy of massacring civilians was there, the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.

Now Hanzo is somewhat doubtful whether the bloody massacre in the Rain Country was actually done by Sunagakure.

Although all the evidence points to Sunagakure, and Chiyo of Sunagakure is unable to refute that the people who massacred a large number of civilians in the Rain Country were Sunagakure ninjas, he always feels something is wrong now.

"Hanzo-sama!"

When Hanzo was feeling a little regretful, a Rain Ninja came over with an old man.

Hanzo came back to his senses, put away the strange look on his face, glanced calmly at the timid old man, then looked at the Rain Ninja and asked, "What's going on?"

The Rain Ninja did not mention the old man, but took out a scroll from his bosom and handed it to him, saying, "Master Hanzo, this is a letter from Konoha."

When he heard the word Konoha, Hanzo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he reached out to take the scroll and opened it.

At a glance, Hanzo's pupils shrank slightly and he fell into silence for a long time.

——Konoha will deliver the last batch of supplies tomorrow, and it will be the largest batch of supplies. It will be escorted by Princess Tsunade herself, and then the material assistance to Amegakure will be cut off.

At the end of the letter, there was even information about the area where Sunagakure stored supplies.

The content of the letter can be summed up in four words:... I have done my utmost.

Although Hanzo had anticipated this, he didn't expect it to happen so soon.

Indeed, they had made almost no progress on the border of the Wind Country, and the food they had consumed seemed to have gone into a dog's stomach. If they continued to delay like this, Konoha would not be able to afford it.

At this time, the best option is to stay out of the matter, watch the fight between Yugakure and Sunagakure, and wait for the fisherman to reap the benefits.

However, for Yuyin at this moment, this could not be a worse choice.

Thinking of this, Hanzo, with extremely complicated emotions, no longer had any mood to stay and walked out.

"...Han, Hanzo-sama, please wait a moment."

However, he had only taken a few steps when the skinny old man grabbed his crutch and followed him step by step. His skinny body made people worry that he might suddenly fall.

Even so, from a distance of three or four meters, it was still clear that he was afraid of Hanzo.

This is normal. Everyone knows that a poison sac of a highly poisonous salamander has been transplanted into Hanzo's body. Every time he breathes, people around him will inhale poisonous gas. Therefore, Hanzo has been feared by people around him since he was a child.

In order not to affect others, Hanzo was forced to wear a mask and changed to breathing through his mouth. If the poison sac in his abdomen ruptured during the battle, even he would be unable to resist the toxicity of the salamander.

Therefore, the fact that the old man had the courage to catch up actually made Hanzo a little curious.

"What do you want?" He asked calmly without stopping.

"Lord Hanzo, do you remember? Three months ago, you saved the lives of my family of three from those beasts in Sunagakure." After receiving the response, the old man said excitedly.

Hearing this, Hanzo glanced behind him and swept his eyes across the old man's face.

His face was full of wrinkles, his palms were covered with wrinkled skin, his complexion was dark, his body was thin, his eyes were cloudy, his hair was sparse, he looked frail and old, just like an ordinary civilian from the Land of Rain.

Hanzo certainly didn't remember the old man, he was just killing the enemies, maybe because of him many people were saved, but his eyes never lingered on the survivors.

He chose to resist and to fight only out of a samurai's loyalty to his monarch, his resentment at the big country's wanton trampling of his dignity, his anger at Musashi's inaction, and his pity for the weak.

This old man and his family may be one of them. In Hanzo's eyes, they are just weak people who need pity and protection. Their identities are not important.

"What's the matter?" Hanzo's tone softened a little, and without answering the old man, he continued to ask.

"I heard that Hanzo-sama is helping us to avenge those great ninjas. Even though we are weak and useless, we also want to do something for Hanzo-sama."

As he spoke, the old man brought the basket behind him to the front of him and said with a timid smile: "This is the remaining food in our family. Although it is not much, it is all we can do. I hope you can accept it."

“……” Looking at the old man and the backpack in his arms, Hanzo opened his mouth but couldn’t speak for a moment and continued walking in a daze.

"Master Hanzo, please accept it!"

Thinking that Hanzo would not look down upon such a small amount of food, the old man followed behind him and explained earnestly, "My only daughter admired you very much after being rescued by you. When she heard that you needed manpower, she also joined the Hidden Rain Village."

"Not long ago, my daughter wrote to us from the front line, saying that she performed very well and became a medical ninja thanks to your care. She also said that she would dedicate everything to you."

"She also said that she doesn't plan to get married and wants to stay with you forever. Hehe, the child is still young and always says stupid things. When she returns home, she will obviously meet many people in the future..."

The old man spoke proudly, but Hanzo could hear nothing but the empty sound of wind that seemed to fill the whole world. The chill as if he had fallen into an ice cave made him slow and heavy, and his mouth seemed to be sewn shut, with his tongue filling his mouth, full of a sticky and sluggish feeling.

The one-eyed Rain Ninja seemed to remember something and looked towards Hanzo beside him, but that originally broad and upright body was now trembling slightly, as if a huge weight was pressing on the spine.

Hanzo, who used to remain calm even when facing thousands of Sand Villagers, now had his back to the old man. His usually resolute face was extremely pale, filled with fear and pain that had never appeared before.

Because they all remembered who the old man's daughter was.

She was a very lovely girl, but she would never be able to go home and would never be able to respond to the old man's love again.

Because she is already dead.

Died behind Hanzo and died at the hands of Sunagakure.