Looking at the tall walls of Kikyo city, even the calm Nangong Zhe couldn't help but relax a little.
In fact, the distance between the Fire Country and Kikyo city wasn't that far, but Nangong Zhe couldn't walk in a straight line.
In a straight line, there were countless desert dangers such as quicksand, and there were no supply points.
However, Nan Gongzhe was still fine. With his physical strength and endurance, he could endure it for a while. He didn't need to waste so much time.
But Mashiro was different, although Mashiro's stamina was better than ordinary people. But compared to a ninja, it was still insufficient. After all, a ninja was a weapon that was trained to adapt to all kinds of harsh environments. It wasn't something that ordinary people could understand.
How strong can a ninja's will to survive be?
Nangong Zhe saw with his own eyes that an enemy ninja was stabbed with no less than ten bloody holes, and the blood flowing out was enough to dye the ground under his feet red.
However, such an enemy was able to kill more than a dozen of Konoha's Genin before dying of exhaustion.
This was a ninja.
"Miyagi, is this Kikyo city …" Mashiro followed and saw the magnificent city in front of him. He sighed and interrupted Nangong Zhe's thoughts: "It's so big!"
In the Fire Country, except for some magnificent cities in the capital, there weren't any big cities in other towns.
It was the same in other countries, because in this era, the ninjas were the main means of invasion, and they couldn't be stopped by ordinary walls. And the high walls that could stop the ninjas and Chakra were expensive to build, so most of the places didn't have such walls.
"This Kikyo city was originally jointly funded by the Fire Country and the Wind Country, and the two countries had an agreement that they wouldn't start a war in this city." Nangong Zhe looked at the majestic city and sighed: "But every time the Fire Country and the Wind Country went to war, this place would become a huge meat grinder. Because of its excellent defense against ninjas, it was almost a place that both sides would fight for, and it was used to store armaments. "
"This … is a meat grinder?" Mashiro was surprised.
"That's right!" Nangong Zhe nodded and continued, "Although I don't know the specifics of World War II, I was one of the first to join the Sand Ninjas in World War III. I have experienced the seesaw attack and defense here. Both sides suffered heavy losses in that battle. Wood leaf lost at least 300 Ninjas here, and the Sand Ninjas had more casualties because of the lack of medical Ninjas. We can't get the exact data, but it's at least above 500. "
"…"
After hearing Nangong Zhe's explanation, Mashiro fell silent.
In fact, the two of them had also encountered bandits and robbers along the way. Mashiro had seen how Nangong Zhe dealt with these people. Even though Nangong Zhe had tried his best to use the least bloody method, he still tried his best to avoid Mashiro. However, it was inevitable that Mashiro would bump into him a few times.
Even to this day, Mashiro could still remember that scene clearly.
However, those were just a few robbers. At most, there were five or six of them, and they could cause such a tragic scene. Not to mention that Nangong Zhe said that there were nearly 800 or 900 people. And this is just the number of deaths, the number of injured will only increase.
"Well …" Seeing Mashiro's mood was a little low, Nangong Zhe patted her head, "These things are over, and there will be a day of peace and stability in the future. This is what we ninjas have always been thinking about. "
"Well …" Mashiro nodded and didn't say anything.
The two of them walked to the gate of Kikyo City, handed over their ID, and entered the city.
Looking at the bustling scene here, Mashiro's sadness seemed to be diluted a lot.
Looking at Mashiro running around the streets, Nangong Zhe finally smiled.
In fact, before entering the city, Nangong Zhe looked at Mashiro's expression, he already had some guesses.
How old is Mashiro? But she can make the decision to travel to various countries like this. Nangong Zhe believed that no matter what kind of parents they are, they wouldn't allow their child to do such a thing without the ability to protect themselves. Even when they set off, no one came to see them off.
This can only prove that Mashiro's parents may not be alive.
And what is the most likely reason for the death of a ninja's parents?
War!
So Mashiro wasn't just sad about the death of so many people, but more likely, she was sad about the death of her family.
Of course, all of this is Nangong Zhe's guess, and it can't be confirmed. But it also made Nangong Zhe's heart more sympathetic.
His experience of surviving in Wood leaf's small town was still vivid in his mind. How difficult it is for a child without power to survive in such a chaotic world.
Nangong and his sister did it! Mashiro also did it!
The hardships they went through are not worth mentioning.
The two strolled around for a while, and then hurriedly went to find a hotel to stay.
Even though the security in Kikyo City was excellent, it was still very dangerous. But Nangong Zhe, as a hired ninja who has to protect Mashiro, still has to keep watch for Mashiro.
Ninjas can quickly enter a deep sleep, and in a deep sleep for thirty to forty minutes, they can even go without sleep for a week under special circumstances.
So, Nangong Zhe will keep watch for Mashiro every night.
The moon was especially bright that night. There was not a single cloud in the thousands of miles of sky. Only the bright moonlight and a little bit of starlight dotted the black curtain of the night sky.
The two's hotel is not far from the downtown area, and they can see the bright lights outside when they open the window.
Mashiro brought an easel, a drawing board, and a lot of brushes and paints from her room. Slowly, she began to paint.
At this moment, Mashiro seemed especially pious and holy.
It was as if what she was facing was not just a drawing board, but the whole bright world.
Her eyes were shining brightly.
If a comparison had to be made, the current Mashiro was like Nangong Zhe when he was obsessed with swordsmanship.
A light breeze blew, bringing a bit of coolness to Nangong Zhe, dispersing the scorching heat of the desert.
Nangong Zhe unknowingly fell asleep on the roof opposite Mashiro.
When Nangong Zhe opened her eyes again, the east of the sky was already turning white.
Nangong Zhe scratched his head, since the end of the war, his vigilance has decreased. He can actually do something that can make him fall asleep at night.
But Nangong Zhe also knows that he is only in a light sleep, and will definitely react if there is any disturbance. But it is not good, so he secretly noted it down to warn himself.
Looking down, Mashiro's drawing board from last night is still on the balcony. Curious, she jumped down to take a look.
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