The Land of Iron.
As a neutral country, the Land of Iron is characterized by its well-preserved Bushido tradition.
That land, where snow falls year-round, is remote but not barren, and is quite a beautiful sight.
In the heart of a snow-capped mountain, in the nest of some unknown creature.
Screams, mingled with the howling wind, constantly heightened the atmosphere of terror...
"Lord Orochimaru... our location has been exposed."
A man with his head bowed, but his face filled with fervor, spoke in a trembling voice.
How much further?
Orochimaru did not stop his work, but merely frowned slightly and said slowly.
"The target seems to have very accurate intelligence; it has been coming in a straight line all the way."
"Roughly estimated... about two hours."
As the man spoke, the fanaticism on his face suddenly intensified.
"However, if Your Excellency requires it, we are willing to give everything to stop you! Even if it means death..."
"It's not necessary," Orochimaru interrupted the fanatical believer's impassioned speech.
"You... can't stop them, and there are other guests who have already arrived."
"Isn't that so?"
As he spoke.
Orochimaru slowly turned around.
Before him stood a man with an incredibly cold and eerie aura.
Its eerie green eyes gleamed with a violent light, unlike those of a human or a wild beast, but more like an evil spirit.
He was shrouded in a black robe with red auspicious clouds, and on his forehead was a headband with a slash.
The man was carrying a bloody human head in his hand.
Orochimaru looks familiar; he must be one of his many followers.
"Who goes there! Why are you here! Where is everyone else?!"
The follower who idolized Orochimaru let out a roar and charged forward without saying a word.
But all that awaited him was a cold glint of light.
"Because of your men's reckless obstruction, I've lost three minutes of the time it would take to get you back to base."
After ending the man's life, the man shook the blood off his hands and said coldly.
Orochimaru glanced at the follower who had been reporting just a moment ago, but his gaze only lingered on him for a second before settling on the man.
"I've heard that your organization's members are at least S-rank rogue ninjas."
"As expected, it didn't disappoint..."
Orochimaru's voice was still hoarse and playful.
"Since you know what you're doing, then don't waste my time."
The man with the dark green eyes glanced at his surroundings with some disgust and said in a deep voice.
His name is Kakuzu, a former elite member of Takigakure, now an S-rank rogue ninja of Takigakure, and a member of Akatsuki, whose job is to amass wealth.
"The funds I received for this recruitment mission are not much. I still need to kill two more people on the way to collect the bounty."
"If you don't give me a reply within the time limit, I don't mind using your corpse to make up for my loss."
Angle made no attempt to hide his murderous intent as he spoke.
Orochimaru's eyes immediately flashed with killing intent as well.
However, this murderous intent was quickly replaced by an even stronger sense of interest...
He knew who the visitor was.
dawn.
A mysterious organization.
Although he wasn't particularly famous, this style of operating in the shadows suited his taste perfectly.
Of course, these alone would not be enough to arouse his strong interest.
An organization composed of rogue ninja, an organization whose dogma is to uphold peace through suffering, these...
None of that was enough to make him abandon his research and condescend to join.
What he wanted was something even more mysterious...
His sole purpose was to create that being that only existed in legends and records, known as the Eye of the Immortal!
As for the member in front of them who made no attempt to hide his murderous intent...
Orochimaru didn't care...
"If your losses can be compensated with money."
"Then I think... I shouldn't have any conflict with you."
Orochimaru shrugged, seemingly unconcerned about the bloodstains filling the room.
"Two people from Konoha will arrive here shortly."
"I think the body of one of them is more than enough to make up for your loss this time."
"His name is Jiraiya, a ninja from Konoha. As for the remaining one, I hope you can leave her to me... But don't worry, her bounty isn't high."
He squinted.
His killing intent intensified, but at the same time he was searching his memory for that name.
soon.
As news reports emerged, that name had become a series of astronomical figures.
"make a deal."
The angle made the eyes look even greener...
But the murderous aura that followed also grew increasingly intense.
"But if you don't come, you should know what your fate will be."
"Just a heads up, our organization does not interfere in internal conflicts among its members."
"Of course." Orochimaru smiled wickedly, then turned back to the operating table to continue his research.
That idiot...
If Jiraiya were so easy to kill, he wouldn't have needed to hide in the Land of Iron.
But that's strange...
Jiraiya's intelligence-gathering skills seem to have improved quite a bit this time.
They can all head straight for his base...
Was it because of that girl?
As Orochimaru thought this, the smile on his lips widened even further.
If nothing unexpected happens, that should be it.
after all.
The girl's intuition allowed her to see right through him from their very first meeting...
Let's calculate the time.
It has been some time since I parted from the girl.
It seems... you can't wait either, Haruko!
With his long tongue sticking out, Orochimaru licked his cheek.
His eyes grew increasingly expectant!
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