[Comprehensive] Sweet Uchiha
47. Battlefield
It was a very soft bed, with soft cushions like clouds, and a sleeping girl trapped in it.
Next to the pillars of the big bed, layers of gauze hang down, and the gauze curtains hanging around are gently swayed by the wind, making it feel tired and peaceful.
There is a figure in the gauze curtain, bending slightly and playing with a jar. The fragrance of herbs comes from the jar, and an indescribable liquid is added to it.
When Uchiha Madara was pounding the herbs beside the bed, he turned his helpless eyes to Lan.
Idiot, I told you to apply the medicinal herbs before going to sleep.
He had no choice but to shake the girl awake again, urging her to quickly apply the medicine and tie the bandage before going back to sleep.
When all this was done, he lay down on the blanket-covered floor next to Xia Mulan's bed without picking up the floor, stretched out his limbs, and covered his eyes with the back of his right hand.
He also gradually fell asleep.
The dark-haired young man, like a German shepherd, slept with his legs bent next to the god who had entered adulthood, like an evil beast guarding her.
Whenever there is any disturbance, he will alertly open his blood-red eyes to protect the sleeping Lan from any intrusion from the outside world.
Yahara, Natsume's house.
The fog that had blocked the sky and the sun had not receded for several days. The dark sky was suppressed by dark clouds, and there were faint signs of a storm.
In the courtyard, the gray-haired old man had a cup of hot tea in front of him as usual, but he no longer had his usual leisurely look.
"What's going on? Duanlan went back right away?" he asked his partner.
Not wanting to worry Natsume, who had been worried for a long time and had just calmed down, he held Hai's hand hanging in the kimono at home.
"Kizhi, you're overthinking it. Lan happened to meet her previous friend who came to see her. She seemed to be in a hurry, so she went back first."
At this point, he pretended to be afraid that Natsume wouldn't believe it, and added: "Isn't this happened before? When I was going out with Madara, I suddenly met a child from that world who called her, and ran away without saying a word."
Although he is very old, the old man is not confused. He looks at his lover with wise and gentle eyes: "Hai, you don't usually talk so much."
So Grandpa Hai, who looked serious and serious, choked and said nothing again.
After the baptism of time, the old man becomes more and more like a gem exuding gentle light, with his fresh and dust-free temperament.
However, now, the gentle light like jade dimmed, and Natsume, with a worried look on his face, stared at the thick fog shrouded outside the courtyard, and silently stretched out his hand to hold the silent sea.
After spending a few boring days with the girl in the Water Village, Madara counted the days. It was almost time for the next mission, so he decided to set off.
This task is more difficult, and it may get involved in the dispute between the Hagoromo clan and the Hyuga clan.
The Uchiha clan, headed by Madara, wants to become a third party on the battlefield, inserting itself like a sharp sword piercing the hinterland, and obtaining enough benefits through absolute force.
So he was reasoning with the girl at the moment, trying to dissuade Lan, who was really bored, from going on the mission with him.
"I'm very powerful! Don't underestimate others!" The girl took out her armor from the corridor and was about to put it on. Madara rushed directly to the front line without letting go.
"Don't make trouble." The young man patted Lan on the head as if to appease the young three or four-year-old children in the clan who wanted to follow him to the battlefield.
"The battlefield is a dangerous place, and this is not the place for you," he continued.
"Humph! I've been there before! Don't act like you've been here before, you idiot Madara!" The girl looked up at the young man who was already much taller than herself.
Madara, who was unable to walk, couldn't help it. He squatted down and slowly opened Lan's claws one by one with his black-gloved hands.
"You will be unhappy, Lan." The young man said sincerely.
"Hey! You think Ran-chan is some kind of mentally weak guy!" The girl protested, shaking his arm.
She continued to push even further, and instead of grabbing Ban's hand, she lay directly on his back, pressing down on the young man to prevent him from getting up.
"If you don't take me with you, don't even think about leaving." Lan said in the darkness of Madara's hair.
The young man who changed from squatting to sitting held his chin with one hand, showing a helpless expression. He grabbed the thin arm that stretched from behind to the front and pressed the scales on it: "Can the guy who sheds his skin calm down?"
"——No." The muffled girl's voice continued, "If you stay alone, your heart will die."
Lan relied on the young man not having too much contact with his bodyguard, that is, the escaped sword, so he directly used this soul-shaking poisonous chicken soup.
Probably because some nerve in his brain was wrong, the young man listened unexpectedly. Should I say he was a fool or an idiot?
After the girl finished speaking, he actually compromised.
So now it has become a scene of Uchiha Madara taking Natsuki Ran on the road. Compared with the previous ways of rushing, this time is a bit special.
The young man jumped quickly among the trees, paying attention not to let the little dragon hidden in the red armor fall out.
"Ran, don't move." Madara, who had returned to ninja indifference mode, entered this state, and even his own voice had a slightly cold tone.
Will Xiaolong listen?
This must be impossible.
"You stepped on my stomach." He said with a hint of helplessness in the coldness.
"Wu——" Xiaolong pretended that he didn't understand what he said, and spoke the language that only dragons can understand.
Feeling helpless, Zha Maohei reached out and pressed the big cross on his forehead. He didn't want to say anything and continued on his way.
After half a day of high-speed marching, Madara finally met up with his tribe in a hidden valley.
Below the valley is an open passage. According to the news from the undercover arranged by the Hagoromo clan, they will ambush the Hinata family here today.
Compared to the Sharingan of the powerful and arrogant Uchiha clan, Hinata's Byakugan is easier to obtain.
Their family seems to regard patience as a tradition, gentleness, humility and courtesy. Like a noble family, of course, there is inevitable darkness and ancient rules inside.
But to be honest, their family does have a noble seat in the Country of Fire.
If I insist on making it clear, it is just a title given by the superiors in order to appease the weapons in their hands.
When Madara talked about this clan before, Xia Mulan had calmly summarized it.
She really didn't like the tradition of this clan, the main family and the separate families, which made people feel sick when they heard it.
For the benefit of a few, the freedom of the majority needs to be sacrificed - a caged bird.
But Ran also had little sympathy for the ninjas who had been marked.
Xia Mulan didn't feel sorry for her misfortune or angry at her.
Resistance may bring blood and much loss.
But in the final analysis, the cowardly act of accepting it without saying a word, accepting it from generation to generation, and passing it on from generation to generation brings nothing more than superficial peace.
Sad ninjas, what are you looking for?
Probably very few people would think about this issue. People are generally stupid. Their only requirement in these troubled times is to survive.
Live humblely, live humbly, and occasionally feel rare pleasure in the little things in life. They can only cry and be dissatisfied when they are plundered, and they are helpless when they are killed.
This is probably the common state of civilians in this era.
This is a sick and deformed society. The only people who really have the emotion of happiness are probably those high-ranking aristocrats.
While they disdained the behavior of the common people, they squeezed profits from the common people, and from this profit, they had gorgeous and exquisite satin clothes, elegant style, and sharp and obedient tools.
Ninjas who are weapons are even more numb. They need to pray even to survive.
"Izuna isn't here?" Madara looked around and asked the fire core nearby in a cold voice.
"Clan leader——" He was a little confused when he looked at the fire core of a small lizard-like animal with a vaguely waving tail in his armor.
"Master Quan Nai said that he will stay at the rear this time and will not come." However, he quickly adjusted his attitude and replied.
The little blue dragon playfully poked a claw out of his armor and scratched Madara's waist.
In front of his subordinate, the young man stabbed her back to the area in front of her belly with his finger without changing his expression.
"Is there anything else?" He turned to look at the deputy who couldn't hide his surprise.
"No... no no." Uchiha Fire Core, who had the same explosive hair, shook his head, with a rare serious face showing indescribable emotions, and then retreated behind Madara.
A group of Uchiha ninjas lurked in the valley and waited for a long time.
Near noon, an ox cart carrying unknown people appeared, surrounded by a large number of Hyuuga family ninjas guarding it.
The wind was very quiet, and the white clouds in the vast sky seemed to have stopped moving.
In the surrounding open space, there was only the squeaking sound of the wheels of the bullock cart turning.
"Ah, did you finally show up?" Madara, who was bored with waiting, rested his chin on his black-gloved hand, tilted his head and spoke calmly.
Respecting and fearing the head of their family, no Uchiha ninja dared to answer the question. They were used to Madara's occasional impatient or contemptuous soliloquy on the battlefield.
Xiaolong poked his head out from the armor on Madara's chest, glanced outside furtively, and then retracted.
She probably heard these words, rubbing her paws and getting ready to watch the show, but she felt that the current seat seemed a little cramped.
So she slowly climbed from Madara's chest to his shoulders, thinking she was not being discovered. After shrinking her body, her slender tail stretched out, swaying, and wrapped around the young man's arm.
"Cough——" A young ninja who couldn't hold it back coughed.
In an ambush, it was most taboo for something like this to happen. Uchiha Madara turned his head indifferently and cast a faint look at the tribesmen behind him.
In an instant, there was no sound of breathing anymore.
Only the little dragon with its teeth and claws is still rampant on the young man's shoulders.
She seemed to have taken a liking to Madara's fallen black hair, which was hooking and licking, like a kitten playing with a ball of wool, half of its body erect, playing with it.
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