Pirates, swordsmen who gradually grow up to liberate the world

Not long after the Second Ninja War ended, many rebel ninjas appeared in major countries around the world, and the displaced civilians turned into highway robbers.

Many civilians who lost their loved ones in the war are no longer willing to live a stable life.

Along the way with the carriage, Arthas saw many refugees in ragged clothes, rushing in groups towards the Kingdom of Fire, a contested and prosperous place in the center of the world.

It took five days to leave the Country of Fire, during which Arthas kept doing inhuman martial arts exercises that stunned the caravan members.

On the border road leading to the Kingdom of Water, the caravan was surrounded by many refugees who were eyeing them.

Suddenly, the caravan boss said loudly to everyone:

"You must remember, no matter what happens, do not give food to any refugee. Once you give food to any refugee, they will turn into a pack of wolves and drain us dry."

"But, they are so pitiful...can't we just give them some supplies?"

"Absolutely not!"

"Ok."

"I just hope that we can quickly enter the border of the Water Country and escape from these refugees left behind by the war."

Alsace, who was sitting on the top of the carriage, crossed his arms, smiled after listening to the caravan owner's words, and thought to himself;

He seems to be an experienced guy, knowing that a group of hungry wolves cannot be satisfied.

If Compassion were to cause trouble, these five carts of goods might not be enough for these refugees to grab.

He said nothing, holding the Brontosaurus in his hand and observing the sharp-eyed refugees around him.

In an instant, a refugee who couldn't bear the hunger rushed towards the carriage: "Please! I'm going to starve to death. Please save me out of mercy!"

The refugees stopped and looked at the man.

"Stop him quickly! Uchiha brat..."

A meteor dart was thrown from Alsace's hand, accurately hitting the man between the eyebrows, penetrating the skull and causing him to die on the spot and fall to the ground.

Everyone in the caravan was shocked and looked at a corpse that appeared in front of them.

"Who told you to kill him!" The caravan owner turned around and shouted angrily at Alsace on top of the carriage.

No one believed that Alsace, who felt so easy-going after spending a few days with him, would be so ruthless.

The six-year-old Alsace was wearing a little black robe, and his whole body was black except for his skin color. The aura exuding from him at this moment made people feel cold-blooded.

Mikoto knitted this dress for him herself.

His eyes were deep and dark as he looked down at the caravan owner: "I am responsible for the security of the caravan. If someone threatens the caravan, it will cause a loss to my money."

"That doesn't mean you should kill him, just drive him away."

"Then what if a grown man rushes over without risking his life and the carriage is knocked down? What will the surrounding refugees do?" Alsace continued to talk about the pros and cons.

"Can the five of you stop these hundreds of refugees? If not, that means I have to kill them all to protect the carriage and continue moving forward."

Although he knew that once the man succeeded in seizing the goods in the carriage, it would cause a commotion, the caravan owner was frightened by what Alsace said.

"It seems that it was wrong to regard you as a brat before. People should not be judged by their appearance."

"Now you see, they don't dare to come close. This is the benefit of killing one to serve as a warning to others."

If the caravan owner was really kind, he wouldn't drive them away. Wouldn't it be better to be a great philanthropist by directly distributing all the goods in the carriage to them?

Alsace's words and actions spread widely among the refugee population.

The news that the Konoha caravan arrived in the Water Kingdom immediately spread among the many rebel ninjas in the Water Kingdom.

At this time when the war has just subsided, it is normal for someone to dare to trade with such a big fanfare and be robbed.

"You are so dedicated. I underestimated you."

He was dissatisfied with the killing, but the caravan owner also saw that Alsace was a reliable guy who could bring security to his goods.

Alsace looked at the virtual mobile phone map in his hand that others could not see, and continued: "There is a post station near here where you can rest. We can arrive there tonight. How about resting there for the night?"

"How do you know? It seems that you are more familiar with the Kingdom of Water than me?"

"Isn't it marked on the map?"

"Okay, let's get going at full speed."

On the way to the inn, countless refugees engraved Alsace's face into their memories with their eyes.

This was also noticed by Alsace, who immediately realized that tonight should be an uneasy night, and there must be a leader among the large-scale migration of refugees.

Night comes again, and the inn ends.

All the caravans were taken into a huge warehouse by the management staff of the inn and stopped.

Alsace followed the caravan members to the tavern of the inn and participated in the lively activities here.

"liquor."

"Children can't drink. Pour him a glass of orange juice."

In the tavern, at the table near the window, Alsace's mouth twitched in disbelief when he heard the caravan boss's words.

What happened to six years old? Is it too late to drink at the age of six?

"I know." The caravan boss looked at the unconvinced Alsace: "You are a ninja and have practiced killing skills since you were a child, but you are still only six years old and not old enough to drink."

"You made me laugh so hard, it's up to you." Alsace retorted disdainfully, then picked up the orange and drank it in one gulp.

Then he walked towards the door of the pub with a piece of chicken.

"It's dinner time, what are you doing outside?"

"Protect your carriage."

"Okay, take care of it then."

Arthas, who was familiar with the history of Naruto, had a very deep understanding of Kirigakure Village.

The country with the most rebels and ninjas among the five major countries. After every war, there will be a large number of rebels and ninjas doing evil in the country. This journey is not that simple.

Alsace left the tavern and climbed onto the eaves of the warehouse where the carriage was parked.

Soon, he noticed through the blood chakra eyes that many ninjas were nearby, standing on the branches of the forest, and there were changes in the water near the inn, and they were all eyeing this place.

"Brother, Brontosaurus, my strongest trump card right now is you. Let's go meet them." Alsace brought the Brontosaurus behind him in front of him, pulled out the blade and held it in his hand.

"The target was found and confirmed to be the kid the refugees said they were."

"What is he doing on the eaves? He seems to be looking at us? Have we been discovered?"

"Impossible, we are in the water, how could he notice us?"

"The target turned into lightning and disappeared! What happened?! Thunder escape?"

While the rebel ninja of the Kirigakure village underwater and in the forest was secretly talking about Alsace, a violent torrent of thunder and lightning instantly filled his body, and Alsace disappeared above the eaves in an instant.

"I haven't killed anyone for a long time... How about I open an operation on you?"

Arthas appeared in the forest without anyone noticing, and the rebel ninja of Kirigakure was staring at them all from behind.

The rebel ninjas of Kirigakure Village turned around and saw such a terrifying sense of oppression on a child. They were stunned when a head was chopped off and floated in the air.