Konoha 48 years,

There is constant friction at the borders of various countries,

With the end of the new phase of the middle ninja exam, Tsunade, one of the three ninjas of Konoha left with the middle ninja silently,

The disappearance of the third generation of the Sand Shadow Kazekage,

The sand ninja, who was already ready to move, burned the last shred of reason and officially marched towards Konoha, opening the precursor to the third ninja war.

Konoha 49 years, summer,

The strife among nations has reached a level where it is impossible to reconcile,

The new 'Bi' of Yunyin Village and the alternate of Thunder Shadow, the new 'Ai' invaded the border of Konoha and fought with the golden flash, but lost.

winter

Three generations of Thunder Shadow faced 10,000 rock ninjas alone and died in battle,

The death of the third generation of Wind Shadow and the third generation of Thunder Shadow officially defined the Third Ninja World War.

The Seven of the Fog Hidden infiltrated the Land of Fire and secretly raided Konoha but were stopped by Konoha Shinobi Mai Tedai, four of the Seven were killed in battle, and three fled.

The Uchiha team, led by Uchiha Temple, went to the battlefield of the Iwa Shinobi border,

And Fugaku, who is the head of the Uchiha patriarch, took the four-year-old Uchiha Itachi to follow the team and go to the battlefield for training.

Konoha 50 years, spring,

Kannabi Bridge was defined by the Land of Fire as an important strategic location for the Land of Earth, and the Uchiha team led by the Uchiha Temple was dispatched to ......

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"Itachi...... Wake up, Itachi! ”

Father's worried voice rang in his ears.

In the tent,

The Uchiha Itachi lying on the bed opened his eyes in a trance,

What caught my eye was my father's familiar face and anxious look.

I...... What's going on?

Seeing him open his eyes, Uchiha Fugaku breathed a sigh of relief, "Great, you're okay." ”

"Something's going on, father."

Uchiha Itachi sat up and shook his head,

He only felt that his mind was bulging, as if he had had a long, long dream.

"You've dealt with a sneak attack, and it's amazing." Fuyue replied softly, "At the age of five, I solved a Iwakushi Shinobi, and I deserve to be my son." ”

Shinobi under Iwakure?

Uchiha Itachi recalls with difficulty,

From that chaotic memory, I found a picture,

As the son of the Uchiha patriarch, he has been trained extremely hard since he was a child.

This time, he followed the main team of Uchiha to the border battlefield with Iwakure to experience and take charge of cleaning the battlefield.

After another confrontation between the main forces, he met a breathing Iwa Shinobi while cleaning up the battlefield.

And his prayer before dying was, to drink saliva.

A simple prayer, coupled with the fact that he has lost the ability to fight,

Out of kindness, he just poured out a little of the kettle he was carrying and moistened it on his lips.

But the next moment, Iwa Shinobi, who had lost his ability to fight, was like a mad lion, waving kunai towards him.

Instinctively, I also waved my bitterness and couldn't deal with it......

The kunai in his hand felt the resistance first, but it still cut his neck very sharply.

"The blood was hot and fishy when it first gushed out."

"His eyes were stunned and then lost their ......"

The Uchiha Itachi muttered,

Unconsciously recalled the sense of touch, smell, and sight at that time......

Afraid? Fluster? Abhor?

There are all kinds of emotions!

"Itachi, what are you talking about?"

Itachi's muttering was quiet, but the lips slowly opened and closed up and down, but no sound came out.

Uchiha Fugaku could only sense what he was saying, but he couldn't hear it clearly, and persuaded with concern: "The first time you kill someone, even if you have been exercising for this, you will inevitably feel a little uncomfortable psychologically, as long as you get used to it later, you will ......."

Uchiha Itachi raised his head, just about to explain something, but his brows were inexplicably tightened, "...... I'm fine, father. ”

His gaze was fixed on Uchiha Fugaku, resisting the urge to move away.

After a pause, Uchiha Itachi continued to ask, "But why did he kill me, obviously I have no ill will towards him......"

In his words, he was referring to the dead Iwa Shinobi.

The concern on Uchiha Fugaku's face paused, and with a sigh, it gradually retracted, "Because this is war." ”

A look of confusion appeared on Itachi Uchiha's face, "War? ”

Uchiha Fugaku replied calmly:

"It is not a struggle between people, but a struggle between nations."

"There will be pointless fights between strangers."

"Even if you don't intersect with each other, you have never seen each other before the blade turns, and you have never had any malice towards each other, but under the influence of war, you can only meet each other."

In response to this explanation, Itachi involuntarily recalled what he had seen and heard from the moment he stepped on the battlefield, and disgust rose from the inside, "Is that so......?"

Hearing the disgust and repulsion in Itachi's tone, Uchiha Fugaku scolded coldly, "This is the world of ninjas, listen, Itachi." ”

"Don't forget everything that comes to mind after this rush to the battlefield."

"That's a ninja, that's what this world is."

"If you can't adapt to your identity as soon as possible, and if you can't adapt to this world as soon as possible, you will pay a very painful price, even death!"

Although he was disgusted by this in his heart, Uchiha Itachi nodded quietly on the surface, and replied pretending to be obedient, "I understand, father. ”

But as he spoke, he kneaded his eyes again, and his face was a little distressed, "...... Father, I think I need to calm down. ”

Next to him, Uchiha Fugaku hesitated for a moment, didn't ask any more, and replied:

"One afternoon."

"We'll rest here for an afternoon, and then we'll need to continue to the vicinity of the Kannabi Bridge in the evening."

"The next battle will be more intense, and I hope you can adapt to this atmosphere as soon as possible and integrate into the war, even if you are involved in the battle as a logistician."

Itachi Uchiha nodded, "I know, father. ”

He has always been sensible, and it can even be said that he was born to know so extraordinary.

From birth, he seems to have a very different mindset and maturity than his peers.

While the other children were still playing ninja games, at the age of five, he had already followed his father to the front line as a logistics staff and felt the cruelty of war.

Is it cruel......

It wasn't until his father left, leaving him alone, that Uchiha Itachi had a chance to confirm the situation around him.

The cramped tent could not resist the smell of blood coming in from the breeze outside.

He was probably still in his pre-coma position, on the battlefield, but he was protected by a tent that had been temporarily stationed and shielded from the scorching sun.

Itachi's gaze didn't pause, and he continued to sweep to the side.

It was when my father was in the tent just now, and he had been holding back his gaze and not looking at the corner.

The glimmer of sunlight shone into the tent and spread over the blue and white armor.

A faint ghost-like phantom was standing quietly in a corner of the tent.

This is a dignified and heroic beautiful girl who seems to shine all over her body.

She has golden hair with a shawl and green eyes, and her facial features are delicate and sweet on her skin as white as snow.

But alas......

Under this tightly wrapped blue and white armor and the always frowning brow, heroic momentum,

All her delicate, sweet, and immature countenances are concealed, and only her good status is felt.

It's not so much a girl as a lonely queen.

With Uchiha Itachi's gaze, the girl also looked this way.

She clasped her hands on her chest, calmly looked at the weasel sitting on the ground, and introduced herself, "When we first met, my name is, Artoria Pendragon, King Arthur of Great Britain. ”

His tone is calm and confident, just like the maturity and bearing of his image.

And as she spoke, a handful of hairs on the top of her head slowly stood up, or rather, they were blown up by the breeze.

PS：

The new book sets sail, and it does not involve the plot of FATE, but only the character of Artoria, so even readers who have not learned about FATE will not be affected.

And then...... This time the pace of the book is on the slower side.

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