The Third Generation Lord is Paralyzed!

"The current state of the ninja world was created by you in secret."

Junichi murmured in a low voice:

In other words, the current situation is one you're happy to see.

"Then I won't change."

"I have no right to interfere."

It is completely unreasonable for a group of powerless ordinary people to step on the heads of powerful ninjas.

However, the principle of the strong prevails.

The Sage of Six Paths is currently invincible in the ninja world, and his thoughts are an unquestionable truth.

Therefore, Junichi chose to endure.

This is not cowardice, but rather reverence for the strong.

"Moreover, it's not difficult for me to secure the Hokage position with just one letter." Junichi smiled, and once the ink had dried, he folded the letter and put it into an envelope.

It was then sealed with sealing wax.

I thought about it.

Junichi took the letter, summoned a Uchiha clansman with three tomoe, and ordered him to set off immediately to deliver the letter to the daimyo.

The tribesmen were initially taken aback, but their faces immediately flushed with excitement.

"Yes! Mission accomplished!"

The other party carefully put away the letter, secretly gathered a few clansmen, and quietly left the village.

……

the other side.

At the home of the former clan head, Uchiha Fugaku.

"It's not a big problem, just excessive blood loss. He'll be able to get out of bed and move around in about ten days." The chieftain's doctor finished the examination, packed up his instruments, and left.

"Thank you for your help." Fugaku stood up halfway to express his gratitude.

"You should lie down." The doctor shook his head and pressed him back down.

Afterwards, with Mikoto seeing her off, she left the Fugaku family with the consultation fee.

At this time.

Sasuke was then allowed to approach.

"Father……"

His eyes were red and his expression was uneasy. He walked to Fugaku's bedside like a frightened cub.

I saw Fugaku's empty right arm.

Sasuke's nose stung, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably: "Your hand...where did it go? Waaaaah..."

"It's alright, Sasuke." Fugaku smiled and reached out his left arm to hug Sasuke.

"Waaaaah..."

Holding him, Sasuke cried even harder, sobbing, "And my brother... how did my brother die?"

"What exactly happened in the family tonight?"

"Why didn't anyone tell me!"

The sounds of sorrowful and panicked weeping echoed through the room.

Mikoto saw the doctor off and returned to the door of her room. Upon hearing this, she also silently shed tears.

Why didn't you tell Sasuke?

Because Sasuke was just an innocent child.

Nobody knew how to say it.

"Sasuke..." Fugaku sighed, helped Sasuke up, and the father and son faced each other.

"Father?" Sasuke stared blankly at Fugaku.

Fugaku's expression was extremely serious as he said, "You are a smart child, but you lack experience. Telling you some things too early will make you overthink things."

"Just like Itachi..."

Fugaku paused slightly, a look of sorrow flashing in his eyes.

He took Itachi to the battlefield too early, to ponder those life-and-death questions that had no answers.

That's what made Itachi so extreme and crazy.

"Like an older brother?" Sasuke didn't understand, and his little face became even more confused.

"In short, I will tell you things little by little as you grow up." Fugaku didn't expect him to understand, but simply said, "What I can tell you now is that a war broke out tonight."

"Many people from our clan, including those in the Hokage's Anbu, have died."

"My arm, and the ferret, were both lost in the war."

war?

Sasuke's eyes widened suddenly, his face filled with surprise.

For him, this was something that only existed in textbooks and was very distant.

But unexpectedly.

Did it happen to you right here tonight?

No wonder the school kept him after school; it was to avoid the fight...

Sasuke subconsciously began to think.

"I'll tell you more as you grow older," Fugaku said, stroking Sasuke's head with a deep look in his eyes. "By the time you're 16, I believe I'll be able to tell you the whole truth."

"Mmm!" Sasuke nodded vigorously, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Fugaku smiled upon seeing this.

This time, he will use a different method to teach his second son, Sasuke.

Try a different, more correct approach, and acquire more correct knowledge.

Itachi's mistake will never happen again!

……

The next day.

Konoha spent a peaceful night in a strange calm.

What happened yesterday was quickly buried.

All the information remained at the Jonin level and did not spread beyond that.

After all, that's not a good thing.

"Um……"

In the hospital, Hiruzen Sarutobi slowly opened his eyes, regaining consciousness.

He saw an unfamiliar ceiling.

The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant and medicine.

"Is this... a hospital?" Hiruzen Sarutobi slowly recalled, having a general idea of ​​his situation.

He was so angry yesterday that he fainted.

Bystanders took him to the hospital.

Someone come here!

Hiruzen Sarutobi tried to call out, but only managed to make indistinct "uh-uh-uh" sounds, and saliva dripped uncontrollably from his mouth.

He was startled, and a wave of fear washed over him.

No way?

Hiruzen Sarutobi hurriedly got up and tried to sit up on his own.

But the next moment, his eyes turned to terror.

I don't feel anything!

He has lost all feeling in his body!

His hands, feet, and torso seemed to belong to someone else, completely beyond his control.

He could only turn his neck with difficulty, but the range of motion was less than one-tenth of what he usually could.

Am I going to become paralyzed?!

Hiruzen Sarutobi felt a surge of shock in his heart, but he could only utter strange shouts.

"Mmm..."

Only then did he realize that his mouth was numb.

It cannot open and close freely, and the tongue also has difficulty moving.

So much so that he couldn't stop drooling, it kept flowing out.

"Ughhhh!!"

This discovery terrified Hiruzen Sarutobi to the extreme.

How can he be paralyzed!

How could he be paralyzed!

He hasn't yet defeated the Uchiha clan, and he hasn't yet avenged the Sarutobi clan!

Sudden.

The room door was pushed open, and a group of people rushed in anxiously.

"Sandaime-sama!"

They heard the noise and guessed that Hiruzen Sarutobi had woken up.

"Ughhhh!!" Hiruzen Sarutobi shouted even louder, his eyes widening desperately.

He didn't want anyone to see him like this.

But it's too late.

"The...the Third Generation Lord?"

The group of people who entered clearly changed their expressions when they saw Hiruzen Sarutobi on the bed.

His eyes were crooked, his mouth was droopy, and his whole body was stiff.

What they saw was not the kind and benevolent Third Generation, but an elderly patient who was paralyzed and convulsing.

In a short time.

Everyone's expectations plummeted several notches.

"Lord Third Generation, please calm down, I'll call the doctor right away!" Someone reacted very quickly and ran out of the ward.

Hiruzen Sarutobi was unable to stop it and could only close his eyes in anguish.

Silence fell over the ward.

Everyone's eyes flickered, and they pondered the matter repeatedly in their minds.

But he didn't say anything.

They will only reveal their attitude after the doctor examines and confirms Hiruzen Sarutobi's condition.

But an odd atmosphere had already begun to permeate the ward.

"..."

Hiruzen Sarutobi closed his eyes, his heart filled with bitterness.

He understood that he was about to be the one everyone turned against.