Revolution in the Ninja World

When it came down to the most extreme situation, Habara would most likely choose to flee on his own. However, that "extreme" referred to a state where he wouldn't be condemned by his conscience or punished by the village rules afterwards, so the current situation definitely didn't qualify as the most extreme.

Teamwork, mutual assistance, advancing and retreating together – Habara approved of these principles.

Habara's personal relationship with Izayo and Daigo was, strictly speaking, only slightly better than strangers, but as the ninja who decided to stay behind and cover their retreat said, there weren't many people in Konoha who were willing to treat them as equals.

This was a world full of malice, where a person could die easily. And precisely because of this, small acts of kindness and good treatment were so precious.

Those ninjas were able to make such a decision, and Habara was shocked and admired them for it. And then...

He decided to run away with Izayo and Daigo.

Because even if he stayed, it wouldn't change anything.

That ninja's judgment was absolutely correct. The only rational decision at this time was to cut their losses. What was even more commendable was that they voluntarily chose to be the part that was cut off.

Under these circumstances, perhaps Habara should have been more emotional, moved to tears, etc. However, no matter what, it wouldn't change the fact that he had decided to run away.

Next, with the desperate resistance of the ninjas who stayed behind, Habara, Izayo, and Daigo finally put some distance between themselves and the enemy.

"It seems we've shaken off the enemy's sight. Should we switch to covert movement now?" Daigo asked.

Speed and stealth couldn't be achieved simultaneously. Running too fast would definitely leave traces. So, if they had shaken off the enemy's sight, hiding their tracks and retreating slowly was normally a more appropriate choice than blindly fleeing.

Habara looked up at the curtain of rain, then said, "No, retreat at full speed... Think about when we were exposed. The enemy may have sensory ninjas with an extremely wide detection range."

He actually wasn't sure if they were being monitored by something like that, like the Rain Tiger at Will Technique, but at this point, he had to consider the worst-case scenario. If they couldn't hide no matter how hard they tried, it was naturally better to run as fast as possible.

And at this moment, Izayo, who was at the front, suddenly stopped, or rather, she, who had been running at high speed, suddenly staggered and was about to fall to the ground.

Habara was quick-witted and reached out to support her.

"Captain Izayo, are you..."

Habara wanted to ask Izayo what was wrong, but before he could finish his question, he saw the wound on her abdomen.

An open wound, excessive blood loss, and... organ damage. Even though Habara didn't know medicine, he could tell that this was a very serious, very fatal injury.

"I've... reached... my limit. Habara, Daigo is in your hands. And... don't let my body fall into enemy hands," Izayo said intermittently.

If necessary, someone needed to destroy Izayo's brain structure... Izayo's words instantly reminded Habara of Shitou's end.

The situation on the battlefield was complex. To be honest, Habara hadn't noticed when Izayo was injured. But without a doubt, Izayo needed immediate treatment.

At this point, they could only hope that Konoha's medical ninjutsu could perform a miracle.

"Don't talk, I'll stop the bleeding first."

To be honest, Habara had no idea what to do. He could only temporarily use metal to block Izayo's wound.

Next, he took off one of the sword boxes on his back and let it float in front of Daigo.

"Daigo, hold this tightly. Next, we have to speed up... You lead the way."

"Un... Understood." Daigo didn't know what Habara was planning, but she did as he said.

Habara carried Izayo on his back. Then, the metal stripes on his body lit up with bright lightning. The next moment, he shot out like an arrow.

The curtain of rain was instantly split open. The ripples from each step on the ground instantly connected into a line, extending into the distance.

Habara wasn't running, he was "flying close to the ground." And behind him was Daigo, who was truly "flying."

The Land of Rain was located at a crucial transportation hub between the three major nations. It was an important location, but its territory was small. At full speed, it only took Habara two hours to rush out of the Land of Rain's borders.

By this time, he couldn't squeeze out a single drop of chakra.

Thanks to their teammates' self-sacrificing resistance and Habara's high speed, the Amegakure ninjas ultimately didn't catch up.

After leaving the Land of Rain and entering the Land of Rivers, the environment was relatively safer. And with Habara completely losing his mobility, Daigo, who had been conserving her chakra, had to go ahead and seek help.

Extremely exhausted, Habara guarded Izayo on the spot. He didn't know how long it was before Konoha's rescue finally arrived.

At this point, Habara had recovered a bit of his spirit. He followed the Konoha ninjas to the Land of Rivers forward camp, and was then directly sent to the field hospital here.

Habara and Izayo were sent to the same tent. After a short while, a young female medical ninja in her twenties hurried in... This was actually a place like a waiting room or emergency treatment room. The large tent next door was the real medical center.

"We just had a large-scale clash with Sunagakure. The field hospital is currently overloaded. You..." The medical ninja wanted to say that Habara had come at a very bad time, but then she thought, no one could decide when they got injured. So she continued, "What's the condition of the injured?"

Habara believed her words, because this medical ninja had very heavy dark circles under her eyes. She hadn't slept for at least a whole day.

He stepped forward and uncovered the seal at Izayo's wound.

"This is..."

The medical ninja was stunned.

"How is it?"

When Habara asked this question, Daigo also rushed into the tent.

"Very serious, and it's been a while... I can only provide emergency treatment. In this field hospital, probably only Partridge-sama can handle this level of injury."

As she spoke, she began emergency treatment. While green chakra, full of vitality, appeared in her palms, she shouted, "How many more surgeries does Partridge-sama have?"

"Three!"

A voice responded from the tent next door.

Communication relied on shouting, indicating that the field hospital was indeed extremely busy.

The medical ninja turned her head and said to Habara, "It will be a while. I hope she can hold on."

Habara nodded, then felt slightly relieved. Under the treatment of this young medical ninja, Izayo's breathing gradually stabilized.

The waiting time was extraordinarily long. Now, Izayo's life was only being barely maintained.

Fortunately, no matter how long, this time would eventually pass. It was finally Izayo's turn. However, at this moment...

A group of people, without a word, rushed in front and carried a person covered in blood and flesh into the large tent.

At this moment, Habara didn't react for a while. He was just a little dazed.

Uchiha, seriously injured, priority treatment, and other words intermittently reached his ears.

It was the young medical ninja who shouted first:

"Hey, what's going on! There's also a seriously injured patient here who needs immediate treatment! According to the order, this side should be treated first!"

Unfortunately, this time, her words received no response.

Habara's eyes looked at Izayo's pale face and tightly furrowed brows, and then he realized the worst outcome.

For some reason, as an outsider who had always been indifferent to Konoha's affairs, only wanting to protect his own life, and adhering to the principles of not seeing, not listening, and not speaking, Habara completely exploded at this moment.

With almost all of his chakra exhausted, the traces of Natural Energy erosion instantly covered his entire body.

Then he stepped towards that tent.

Sacrifice had no distinction of noble or base; it was equal.

But why did salvation have value and priority?

So...

This was the Will of Fire.