It was still a winter morning, and it had been some time since the first rays of light had fallen into the earth, and the sun was completely rising, and the warm sunlight whispered in my ears with a dull greeting.

The transition of that long winter night.

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At the gate of Konoha Village, the assembled caravan and the ninja team converged, because Hinata Xue had contacted each other in advance, so the person in charge of the caravan treated the young Winter Night trio quite friendly.

The specific guard arrangements are carried out by the ninja team receiving the mission alone, and usually only rough information is told to the head of the caravan to reassure them.

Therefore, the relationship between the employer and the employee is only that of strangers who meet for the first time, so in order to truly complete the task perfectly, it still needs to be trusted between the two.

This seems to be handled very well by Hinatayuki, in fact, in the face of people except for Mitarai, she seems to be able to control her poisonous tongue very well, and she always behaves exceptionally approachable.

is not very old but has a detached eloquence, as well as a convincing natural affinity, in a sense, should she be worthy of Hinata Snow? Or is it worthy of being a child of the Hyuga clan?

Merchants believe in profit, so the most memorable expression of their earnest words at the moment, can only be.

Time is money!

The caravan carried a lot of goods, after all, the only way to obtain great benefits was the quantity and quality of goods, and most of them were in the proportion of quantity.

Therefore, the assembly of goods took some time, and the work began at about five o'clock before the fog dissipated, and until now it is still busy with the last hand, all for a faster and earlier departure.

Brisk footsteps swept over the tall branches, and the sunlight shone through the gaps in the slightly distorted branches, and the shadows were always interspersed with occasional light.

However.

The light, which was fixed at the moment, was shrunk by the cutting that changed with the occasional shaking black.

Sound!

Disturbing the silence of the grove was a low, but equally noisy sound.

The inconsistent footsteps are the walking caravans, the occasional loud cry comes from the overburdened horses, the incongruous timbre is played haphazardly, and the so-called "noise" is more like the unbearable clamor of the musician.

The caravan departed from the Land of Fire and headed for the Land of Ash, which was located between the Land of Fire and the Land of Earth, and although the term "gap" was used, it was more of a contrast between the overly obvious territorial differences between large and small countries.

The creation of the rift is not the result of unconsciousness, in fact, both the land of fire and the country of earth have the strength to easily crush these small countries.

But.

Neither the Fire Nation nor the Earth Nation easily occupied such a Borderland, and even they recognized the status of these small nations, and the reason why they were needed was that they were needed.

The existence of a thing must have a reason for its existence, and the reason often comes from value, and a thing that has no value, something that has lost its value, is not allowed to exist.

These small countries, these countries built in the cracks, their raison d'être is very simple!

The land of fire and the land of earth need a buffer zone, wars between major powers are often imminent, and the stability of borders is often the most difficult problem to deal with, so it is this piece of land that has been ceded [on the surface] that came into being.

The border between the two countries is often the most chaotic place, the so-called tranquility, the so-called normality that can be seen from Konoha is more like delusion for the residents there.

The people here are undoubtedly unfortunate, and it is precisely in order to obtain a relatively stable environment that the state was formed, but for various reasons, there is no unified voice.

It is precisely in view of this chaotic situation that most of the caravans that transport goods in these areas will generously spend money to hire ninjas for protection.

Because there is no Orochimaru, there is only a team of three people, and the position arrangement of the team needs to be more cautious and necessary.

Hinata Yuki walked at the front of the caravan, intermittently probing the surroundings with her white eyes for possible dangers, while Mitarai was at the end, defending against possible sneak attacks, with only two people covering the front and rear guards.

The distance between the front and back of the caravan is more than twenty meters, and the existence of only two people obviously can't establish a perfect guard line, but with the help of the super strong pupil technique of the white eye, there will not be too many defensive holes.

Except for the two of them, Winter Night played a role similar to that of Orochimaru, the assassin! He chose to hide around the caravan and, to a large extent, acted on the basis of his own choices, with great freedom.

The Assassin, or [Supporter], Winter Night meets the qualities of this position, not only needs to have great strength, extreme solitary action, but also requires super patience and concealment.

The individualistic winter night has a series of titles specially certified by Mitarai and Hinata Yuki, such as the loner, the silent one, and the one who confesses the righteousness of Allah.

The caravan rested at about nine o'clock, but the long night had already arrived earlier, carrying torches to dispel the cold, illuminating the way ahead, but the effect was not obvious, only adding to the unnecessary fatigue.

In winter, the air is dry, but the soil is usually moist, and it has only snowed a few days ago, and the first thaw of the snow may have flowed into the sea along the murmuring water not far away.

From ancient times to the present, the time when human beings truly conquer the night is the time when fire is born, so when piles of flames scattered over a distance are ignited, the fire light that connects them overcomes the fear that the night is inadvertently scattered.

With a fire to cook and fresh water not far away, people who have been tired from a long day can finally enjoy delicious rice before they get a good night's sleep.

Sitting silently by the fire, people with ordinary physiques have begun to recover their bodies and enrich their spirits through deep sleep, and judging from the time they fell asleep, it really gave Mitarai enough trust to them.

"Aren't you sleepy?"

"Sleepy."

"Then go to sleep."

"Okay."

After a day of silence, the excitement that awaited them was no longer rhetorical, and the quiet night complied with it, ending with a bland conversation.

The girl slept quietly, and the subtle and continuous sound of the wind echoed in her ears, did it cover up the other party's already calm voice?

For a moment, because I was worried about whether the girl was alive, I shifted my eyes to the other party's cute sleeping face.

Buy!

The sound transmitted by the bone comes from the throat, and the excess fluid that inadvertently accumulates on the tongue coatings passes through at the same time, hitting the tongue with a faint bitterness.

Stiff and forced to look away.

And then.

Watching.

Shouting.

Let yourself gaze at the flames that are blazing and tongues of fire are rising.

At last.

Still moved.

The tiny corners of the field of vision are firelight, while most of the images are dark.

Dark!

Right.

I didn't see anything! I didn't see a guy's sleeping face or anything!

Saying.

Obviously alone?

No.

In the true sense of the word.

Maybe there is a hidden pair of eyes watching you, and the probability is extremely high.

Nervous turned his head and looked around in a daze.

So.

Not alone!

Mortified? Shy! Shame.

What kind of emotion does it really make you make a choice in hesitation?

That night.

Mitarai didn't sleep well!