Naruto: Transmigrating With Yuta's Template-Chapter 203: Two Completely Different Sides

[Ding!]

[ystem detected Iwa Ninja A's Gratitude Value +2000.]

[Your Gratitude Curse growth value has increased to 29.3%.]

Suddenly, the Iwa ninja felt a sharp pain from his neck His pupils widened for an instant, then he closed his eyes, powerless.

Aoki immediately moved the Iwa ninja to his side.

A tendril shot out again, swift as lightning, moving close to the ground. It approached the chosen lucky one, its tip coiling around the person's waist, bringing him back smoothly.

One after another.

[Ding!]

[System detected Konoha ninja B's Killing Intent Value +3000.]

[Your Slaughter Curse growth value has increased to 9.6%.]

[Ding!]

[System detected Iwa ninja B's Killing Intent Value +3000.]

[Your Slaughter Curse growth value has increased to 9.9%.]

...

Nagato silently guarded Haruki's side. His Rinnegan slowly rotated in the darkness, not missing a single corner.

Soon, behind this small bush, seven or eight ninjas, fully recovered from severe injuries but knocked unconscious by Haruki, were lying.

Next to Haruki, a severely injured Konoha ninja lied.

Haruki's Cursed Energy emitted a faint glow brimming with vitality, like warm rain, slowly seeping into the Konoha ninja's chest wound.

The originally slow-bleeding wound's bleeding rate visibly slowed, and the surrounding swollen and inflamed flesh seemed to calm down slightly. The wound began to heal at a visible speed.

Skillfully collecting emotional values, then knocking them out, and moving on to the next.

Haruki was like a worker on an assembly line, the entire process terrifyingly practiced, without any deviation.

One after another.

Aoki stood to the side, both guarding the unconscious ninjas to prevent them from suddenly waking up, and occasionally looking back at Haruki. He looked at Haruki's resolute profile, his heart filled with complex emotions.

In the narrow space behind this bush, a relief station had formed, completely out of place with the brutal battlefield outside.

On one side was the battlefield, constantly plundering life.

On the other was the relief station, constantly saving lives.

When Haruki knocked out a waking Konoha ninja, Nagato's voice reached his ears.

Nagato's expression was grave, his gaze fixed coldly ahead. "They might have noticed something is wrong."

As soon as Nagato finished speaking, Haruki immediately looked at Aoki, and the three of them retreated without hesitation.

At this moment, the purple vortex disappeared in the air.

The three of them leaped onto high branches, their figures weaving through the dense canopies, rapidly leaving the battlefield.

When Haruki and the two had left the battlefield far behind and appeared at the edge of the forest, they noticed the first hint of dawn in the sky.

The deep ink-blue had been mostly diluted, tinged with a faint grayish-white. It was morning.

The clamor from the battlefield behind them gradually subsided, and everything slowly returned to calm.

For the Iwa and Konoha ninjas, the all-night battle had temporarily ended.

For Haruki, Nagato, and Aoki, it was also the end of an exhausting battle for life.

The ninjas from both Iwagakure and Konoha retreated like a tide, leaving behind a devastated battlefield, and the lingering smell of blood and char.

The faint light of dawn could not dispel the horror here. Instead, it more clearly illuminated the twisted corpses, solidified dark red blood pools, and broken weapons and ninja tools.

The exhausted Haruki and his two companions sat at the edge of the forest. They were breathing heavily.

Aoki was so tired he could barely straighten his back, his body trembling slightly from exhaustion and prolonged tension.

Nagato's pale cheeks were flushed, and a sense of fatigue washed over him.

Even though he was utterly exhausted, before sitting down, Aoki still vigilantly scanned his surroundings, only relaxing after confirming there was no danger.

"It's truly unimaginable..."

Aoki looked at the sky gradually dyed red by the rising sun, his eyes vacant as he sighed. His voice was extremely hoarse, carrying an unprecedented weariness.

He actually accompanied Haruki in doing something so insane?

"There's nothing unimaginable about it." Haruki looked up, gazing at the forest behind him, as if seeing that land of death.

His gaze slowly fell on Aoki, and a smile appeared on his face. "We will save more people together in the future, won't we?"

Aoki's pupils constricted.

[Ding!]

[System detected Aoki's Faith Value +2000.] 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

[Your Cursed Spirit Suguru's rank has increased to 75.3%.]

After an unknown amount of time, Aoki looked at the sun, half-risen in the sky, and slowly nodded.

Yes!

They would save even more people together in the future!

After resting for a while, they stood up and took one last look at the forest. Then, they turned around, exited the dense forest, and returned along the way they came.

The journey back seemed exceptionally long.

The fatigue of his body surged like a tide, and Aoki's every step felt like treading on cotton.

The sunlight streamed down, revealing all the bloodstains on Haruki's body.

No one spoke. Silence permeated between the three.

Finally, the low, dilapidated outline of the town appeared at the edge of their vision.

Haruki and his companions silently passed through the still empty streets and returned to the simple inn.

Aoki pushed open the door, then gently closed it.

The inn room was small, but it allowed Aoki's nerves, which had been taut all night, to suddenly relax. Extreme exhaustion instantly engulfed him.

"Get some good rest." Haruki said to Aoki and Nagato.

Aoki collapsed directly onto the tatami, staring at the dirty patterns on the ceiling, his eyes vacant.

After sitting down, Haruki began to check the harvest from the entire night.

The Slaughter Curse's growth value had risen to 13.9%, the Gratitude Curse's growth value had risen to 35.2%, and two more techniques had been activated.

Not bad.