Chapter 105 The Will of the Patriarch(1/2)
"..., Mr. Clan Chief, the above is everything that happened in the clan after you left."
"During this period, no foreigners ever provoked us."
"Similarly, we have not come into contact with other people. The younger generations of the clan are also working hard to train themselves. Except for necessary purchases and schooling, they rarely go out."
"They all hope that one day they can take revenge with their own hands."
Uchiha Nashu stood upright in front of Ara, reporting everything that had happened recently in an orderly manner.
The dark and dull days of the past six months have completely faded away the childishness, and the perseverance and responsibility are revealed on the cheeks.
"However, making ends meet is also a problem. Although from the current perspective, as long as some expenditures are tightened, the clan's savings are enough to continue to support the clan's living needs for one or even two years, in the long run it will inevitably become the most fatal problem."
"Besides, the juniors' ninja tools also need to be replaced."
Saying this, Nashu's face became more worried.
Of course they also knew that the patriarch wanted to protect them.
After all, the Uchiha clan has many enemies abroad, and with these unique eyes, it is normal for them to be coveted by others.
but!
It is unrealistic and incorrect to leave everything to one person to handle and solve!
"Master Patriarch, let us go out too."
"Please believe in our strength and we will never embarrass the Uchiha clan!"
As he spoke, his voice became more urgent and excited.
"no."
Huang rubbed his temples and responded concisely.
There was undeniable firmness in his tone.
"But........"
Nashu wanted to say something more, but was blocked by what Ara said behind him.
"Also, don't talk about revenge in the future."
"This is an order, pass it on."
At this moment, Nashu's thoughts were at a standstill.
His eyes were stagnant, his expression was incomprehensible, and his hands hanging by his sides had a tendency to curl up.
'What did the patriarch just say?'
'It's me, did you hear wrong?'
After a while, he got out of this state.
"Lord Patriarch?"
He didn't say any further words, he just asked questions.
Maybe, I really heard it wrong.
That hatred that goes deep into the bone marrow!
That night that is engraved into the soul!
The hatred that forces all tribesmen to continuously squeeze their potential!
Now, let them give up revenge and let them forget their hatred. How can this be done?
For a moment, Nashu felt that all his persistence and all his obsession with living were falling apart at this moment.
"Well, don't talk about revenge anymore."
Huang added it again.
After returning from Caoyin Village, he has been thinking about one thing.
That weird demonic sound that always accompanies killing, that inexplicable impulse that drives him to continuously bleed, deprive, and destroy!
Why did it arise?
Uncle Yashiro once reminded him not to be dominated by hatred.
Kakashi also left words to prevent his world from being filled with hatred.
So, is that kind of illusion caused by hatred?
Looking back on his experiences over the past two years, Huang seemed to have spent them in blood. Except for the care of the shikigami and Izumi who accompanied him, there seemed to be no other colors in his life.
Is this the wrong path?
he does not know.
But Huang knew one thing very well, he didn't want the remaining tribesmen to be dominated by hatred and follow his own path.
Just let him bear all the hatred and sins alone.
The younger generations should have a better future.
"Master Patriarch, are you worried that we will become a burden?"
Uchiha Nashu suppressed his emotions and spoke slowly after a while.
He is no longer the proud young man he once was, and he will no longer be impulsive when encountering problems, but will think them over carefully.
Aara was the first person to realize that something was wrong with Itachi, and he was also the first person to want to get rid of him. How could he let go of the hatred accumulated over the past few years?
Therefore, there is one reason why the patriarch said this: he wants to solve all this alone!
"Do you remember that night?"
"Do you still remember what Uncle Yashiro said?"
Huang didn't answer but asked instead.
Regarding Uchiha Yashiro's last words, Nashu also told him later.
"Remember."
"The eighth generation elders let us go and let us protect the younger members of the clan."
Uchiha Nashu's voice was heavy and even trembling.
"Well, so, I also hope that your power will be used for protection, not just for revenge."
"If there is a powerful enemy invasion in the future, you will be the frontline defense."
"Protect the young clan members, this is your mission."
"Leave it to me regarding revenge."
Huang continued.
"But."
"But, Mr. Patriarch, you have done enough."
Nashu's tone became obviously softer, and there were many more complex emotions in his eyes.
The young man in front of him is obviously five years younger than himself, but he has already withstood a lot of pressure that ordinary people can't imagine.
he knows.
In fact, they all know it.
Why can the Uchiha clan win such peace?
Why are the foreigners who have long been displeased with them able to maintain restraint when meeting them instead of provoking or ridiculing them?
That’s all because of famine!
It is said that he ignored the oppression and directly brought down the patriarch of a certain clan at the councils of various clan chiefs and noble families, and made harsh words that could not be ignored.
This makes those families who are ready to take action dare not venture in and cause trouble!
He has really taken on too much for Uchiha.
Hearing this, Huang was slightly startled, and felt a little more inexplicable in his heart.
After a while, he slowly responded:
"Who made me the patriarch..."
At the same time, a pure white cat with a small bell around its neck suddenly landed outside the window.
"Meow, meow~"
It called softly.
He looked straight at Huang.
A message from Nekomata has arrived.
"Then I'll take my leave first."
To be continued...