This Uchiha Itachi is very lonely

Except for family affection, Uchiha Itachi has no concept of friends.

Even... He set foot on the battlefield at the end of last year, and now he has been used to witnessing death in the past few months.

What is going on in the mind of a child who grew up in such an environment?

Arturia wanted to know this very much.

She saw her shadow in the other person.

Even what this child is facing is even more cruel than what he used to be.

Uchiha Itachi thought for a moment, then nodded calmly, "You are right, there is no secret between us for the time being."

"Then what I want to ask is, what is war to the king?"

"What is life to the king?"

Having said that, he paused, "As of now, life in my opinion is meaningless."

"My father has been teaching me how to survive and how to fight. He hopes that I can survive, and that I can become an excellent ninja who can bear the glory of the family."

"So before that, I always thought it was important to be alive."

After all, Itachi stretched out his arms from the shadows, stretched out the tree hole, and placed his palms under the faint moonlight.

On the palm of his hand, there is still blood spattered by others just now.

The dark red blood had already coagulated, leaving a mark on his small palm like a flower.

"But after stepping on the battlefield, I found that being alive is not an important thing."

"Although everyone seems to want to live, they continue to initiate disputes."

"As my father said, this is war. It's not a battle between people. It's a battle between countries. Even two people who don't know each other can only face each other with swords on this battlefield..."

"But why is this? Is it because under the unit of the country and the village, the short life of the individual will appear to be insignificant?"

Itachi's voice was full of confusion.

This is a question I never imagined.

Artoria gradually became serious about Itachi asking a question that she hadn't even thought about, and no longer regarded him as a simple child, but as a profound seeker.

She pondered for a moment, then said slowly, "I am not a qualified instructor, I have never been anyone's teacher, and I have guided anyone to the right direction."

"But if you really want to know, I don't mind telling you my thoughts as a story."

"After all, it's no secret to you who have my memory."

Having said that, she paused, and continued to reply: "First of all, war means destruction and new life to me."

"Many things will be reborn in the flames of war, but many things will perish in the flames of war. This is like the eternal cycle of reincarnation."

"But that doesn't mean that in the flames of war, individual life is weak."

While speaking, she slowly stood up from the ground, "Every person, every family, every village, town... The big guys gather together to form a unit called a country."

"The country exists because of the people, and the people should also dedicate themselves to protect the country."

The tone is steady, and her posture has never changed, always so perfect, like a queen who will never get tired.

And speaking of this, Arturia's words suddenly changed, and she exuded such unimaginable sharpness from top to bottom, and the snow-white fleece draped over her shoulders fluttered due to her own aura!

Under the moonlight, her green eyes looked down on the weasel curled up in the tree hole.

"The first question, what is war to the king? It is rebirth and destruction."

"Second question, what is life to the king? It is to protect the country, even if you sacrifice your life."

"The third question, as far as the country is concerned, is life weak? No, you appear on this battlefield as a guardian."

"Itachi, although you are very young, you are just like me now. I guard Great Britain with my knights and keep those invaders out of the country. And you and your clansmen for Guard the Fire Nation and fight against other nations, your lives will never be weak!"

Her tone lost the gentleness and calmness just now, but was cold and majestic.

But in this voice, Itachi felt a different meaning, something called... glory.

This kind of glory, he once felt in his father, when he mentioned Uchiha.

Chapter 6: [Why can't we think about two problems at the same time? 】

"Fight to protect this country?"

Confusion appeared in Itachi's eyes.

I don't have a deep concept of Konoha, let alone the Kingdom of Fire.

After all, from birth, my scope of activities is probably the home and the training ground.

Now Arturia suddenly told herself that she was the guardian of the Fire Kingdom, which left Itachi without any... preparations?

"It seems that someone is coming this way."

But before Itachi could think about this idea, Arturia's voice interrupted his thoughts, "It sounds...a lot."

She turned around slowly and looked in a direction in the dense forest.

On his body, the awe-inspiring aura that had been aroused by the words just now was tainted with a touch of coldness.

"Is it the enemy?"

Itachi asked in his heart.

Even the voice of the heart was unconsciously lowered a little.

Artoria shook her head, and regretfully replied: "Limited by the current spirit body, I can't use magic power. I need to wait for them to appear before I can confirm my identity."

Itachi controlled his breathing, "Really..."

……

"Are these Uchihas monsters?"

"Obviously they have three times the strength of the opponent, why are they being dispersed now!"

"Calm down, Uchiha is known as the most powerful blood succession boundary group in the ninja world, and it's not for nothing."

Several rock ninjas wearing dark red ninja vests galloped through the dense forest.

Among them, the leading Jonin was carrying a comatose boy on his shoulders. The clothes the boy was wearing were embroidered with the Uchiha's family emblem, making Artoria, who is a spirit body, recognize him at a glance. identity.

"I can't perceive Chakra, so I can only roughly judge from their clothes and forehead guards that there is one Jonin and three Chunin."

Artoria reminded, "Your clansmen were kidnapped. They seem to be studying Sharingan."

After reading Itachi's memory, she knows very well what the so-called blood succession boundary and sharing eyes are all about.

This kind of blood inheritance, which is like a treasure, can bring more powerful combat power to ninjas, often attracts the attention of foreigners.

Hearing that some clansman had been taken away, Itachi, who was curled up motionless in the tree hole, replied calmly:

"If you can, please help me observe the direction they leave."

"After father and the others arrive, we can hunt in the right direction."

"From their words, the current situation of the battle should be on our side."

Although in order to hide himself, he couldn't observe these people with his own eyes.

But they can hear their subtle conversations, and some useful information can be captured from the words.

As for...rescue...

Itachi didn't have any thoughts in his heart.

A child who is only five years old and has only refined chakra and learned simple usage, wants to fight against four official ninjas?He's not that overbearing yet.

"Even though they took advantage of their rest for half a day to call up their men, they couldn't wipe them all out? Damn it!"

"It's a blessing to be able to catch such a living Uchiha and leave, don't expect too much!"

"If we can safely bring back this prisoner, can Master Huang Tu forgive us for our failure?"

The voice of the conversation gradually faded away, but its content made the originally peaceful Itachi tremble unconsciously.

whoosh-

Originally, Yan Yin, who was still talking with his teammates, stopped abruptly and stopped in the shadow of a big tree.

Leaning his back against the tree, he glanced at the place he passed just now with the corner of his eye. With the faint moonlight, what appeared in his vision were big trees, stones that no one cares about, and debris all over the ground. Grass, otherwise, has no living things at all.

"There is movement?"

Across a big tree, an Iwagakure Chuenin asked this Jonin silently with his eyes.

And the other two rock ninjas also took out the kunai at the moment when Jonin turned around, and hid in different shadows of the tree body, waiting for orders.

But their expressions were very puzzled.

"Just now... I seem to hear the sound of breathing other than us."

Silence made a signal with his fingers, and Iwakura Kaminoshi replied vigilantly, "When we left just now, maybe we should find a perception ninja to take it with us."

As he spoke, he casually threw the Uchiha boy on his shoulders to the other people beside him, "You guys wait here, I'll go over and make sure."

Although he didn't see anything in front of him, as a Jonin, his vigilance still made him want to turn around to confirm.

"They found you."

And under a big tree not far from where the rock ninjas were, next to the tree hole, Arturia stared at Itachi and asked, "What are you going to do?"

She doesn't understand.

In Artoria's eyes, Itachi had shown a maturity far beyond that of a child, and even in such a dangerous situation, he was still able to control his breathing and heartbeat steadily.

But why at that moment just now, his breathing suddenly became heavy.

"Half a day."

Itachi also discovered his mistakes.

The moment his breathing became heavy, the sounds of conversation and footsteps in his ears disappeared.

There was silence all around.

He was indeed discovered.

But Itachi is not only thinking about the fact that he was discovered, but also the word "half a day" that represents time.

"They said just now that they took advantage of half a day of our rest to summon a combat force that was more than three times the number of us."

"And the time we rested was because I asked for a rest after I woke up from a coma."

"In other words... the current predicament is because of me!"

Such a heavy heart, to be honest, Itachi is rising for the first time.

From what he can remember to the present, whether it is the training content required by his father when he was still in Muye Village, or what he saw, heard and felt after he came to the battlefield, he has never felt a heavy feeling.

But now, just because of one sentence, it feels like a big rock is pressing on my heart.

If it's just me, it's just me.

Whether it is death or survival, it is only Uchiha Itachi's own business.

But if it is because of me that other people's sacrifices are caused...

Itachi's thoughts felt disordered like never before. They were ambushed because of me, they died because of me, and now that Uchiha man was taken away because of me...

In Itachi's mind, the scenes of fighting when his father led him away from the ambush point kept flashing.

A group of Uchiha clansmen fought under the enemy's blade, with the sound of explosions, collisions, the dull sound of flesh and blood being pierced by Kunai, and the sound of bones breaking. Their blood splashed on their bodies like raindrops on their own skin, they...

"enough!"

Suddenly, Artoria's cold voice interrupted his thoughts, "Shouldn't you be thinking about how to survive the current predicament?"

"I'll be fine."

But in the next moment, Itachi, who seemed to have fallen into self-doubt, responded to her with the voice of his heart.

"Sharingan's insight ability is very strong. It is absolutely impossible for these few people to steal a Uchiha from the battlefield quietly. Someone will catch up soon."

"They stopped here, maybe the next second..."

The words are not finished yet.