Chapter 397: Actions from all sides

Battlefield in the Land of Rain.
At this moment, both forces are stationed at the border, preparing for a potential war.
On the side of the Hidden Sand Village, the majority of their forces are led by a young couple, according to the obtained intelligence.
As for Konoha, the leader is usually the captain of the ANBU team, with Jiraiya assisting on the side.
Sitting in the central military tent, Jiraiya is restless.
He wants to drink, he wants to go to bars, he wants to be suave, he wants to play happily with the girls, but he can't escape.
With a serious face, Jiraiya pretends to be deep in thought.
The squad leader of the Jonin class, who is currently busy with work, can't stand it anymore.
Is Hokage calling you to come and play?
Such an adult, but you don't have a clue or the willingness to help me out. You just want to stand by and play with your hands, right?
But as an elder, you should have patience and act like a mentor to young people.
The monitor said, "Jiraiya."
"Huh? Ha!" Jiraiya snapped back, full of energy.
After carefully considering his words to avoid hurting the young person's fragile self-esteem, the old monitor said, "I have a lot of work on my end."
Expecting to watch Jiraiya.
Isn't it obvious enough?
Hurry up and get on with it, kid!
"Oh! Then you're busy, Captain!" Jiraiya said straight away.
"Hiss..." Feeling his blood pressure rise, the old captain stared at Jiraiya.
Did I say something wrong?
Jiraiya was at a loss and after a while, he awkwardly smiled at the squad leader and said, "Good luck, squad leader."
Is this sentence correct?
I'm a straightforward idiot, I can't hint too subtly to him, he doesn't understand.
"Come to work!" The old squad leader gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice.
"Oh oh oh oh oh!" Jiraiya replied repeatedly, feeling a bit aggrieved as he looked at the old squad leader's furious darkened face.
This kind of thing, you should have said it earlier.
The phrase kept rolling in my mouth, but I couldn't bring myself to say it. Awkwardly, I got up and approached the class monitor. Glancing at the document, I felt overwhelmed and nervously said, "Class monitor, I don't know how!"
"Then what can you do?!!!" shouted the class monitor in a burst of anger.
"What a sneaky move! He tossed me a troublemaker and asked me to teach him," complained San Dao.
"Cai..." Jiraiya's frankness always meant speaking his mind without playing any tricks, but seeing the class monitor's expression, he wisely held back his words. Who knows what might happen...
转而说道：“情报侦察。”
偷窥我自认第二，就只有老头子第一了。
美姬笑笑不说话。
外面一群侦察的专业忍者，还要你去凑数！？
The third generation knows, who knows what they think of me for bullying an honest person like you!
Ninja, huh...
It's all about human relationships...
The old squad leader sighed deeply and resigned himself, saying: "Learn from me, Jiraiya, it's very simple."
No, I don't want to learn.
Moreover, what may seem easy to others is not easy at all.
People are different, and nowadays, even self-evident truths are profoundly understood.
Jiraiya resisted with a careful expression and proposed, "Captain, how about throwing me into the battlefield during the fight and I'll find someone powerful to fight against?"
"Hiss... What do you think war is?!"
"This is a suicidal behavior!"
"The third generation is truly wise. Luckily, I am keeping an eye on this kid."
"He simply doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth."
It's not easy for a village to cultivate a powerful ninja.
It's normal to have casualties, let alone you.
"You must stay by my side and not act recklessly!" The squad leader scolded seriously. "Also, learn to do things you don't know how to do. No one is born knowing everything!"
Jiraiya felt a bit inclined to argue.
Some people are just born with it, they can learn it at first glance.
Finally, Jiraiya couldn't help but say, "Tsunade, Orochimaru, Shizune, Hinata, and Tayuya, these five are born with it."
They are true geniuses.
Jiraiya feels a little aggrieved and heartbroken.
Sigh...
The class leader took a breath of cold air.
What he said makes sense, I couldn't say anything to oppose it.
The old class leader looked at Jiraiya, it seems this child has some inferiority complex.
Looks grown up, but actually hasn't grown up, still an immature child.
"You're not bad either, Naruto, don't underestimate yourself. With your mastery of ninjutsu, you are also a genius in the village," the class monitor comforted with deep concern.
Immortal skills, as long as you have hands, you will learn them, as long as the toads of Mount Myoboku are willing to teach.
I am not a genius, but...
"I am definitely stronger than you, squad leader," Jiraiya said sheepishly, "There's no need to console me."
Now! You come to comfort me! You bastard!!!
I can't believe that I actually think this guy is insecure!
This guy is so thick-skinned!
The class monitor was really close to passing, he waved his hand and said, "Take these, ask me if you don't understand, be serious."
"Oh." Jiraiya responded and sat back down with his things.
The atmosphere returned to calm.
Jiraiya absentmindedly looked at it, forcing himself to focus, and soon began to sweat, looking restless.
The monitor glanced, with an attitude, but just a bit foolish, comfortably doing his work.
"Is there anything you don't understand?"
"I don't understand anything." Jiraiya honestly said, if he doesn't understand, then he doesn't understand, there's nothing to be ashamed of, he may be a practitioner, but he hasn't practiced being silly.
Do we start teaching from here?
The class leader's eyebrows are twitching and veins on their forehead are bulging.
This guy! Can we send him back?
The third generation!!!
He really doesn't know anything at all!
A ninja sister doing assistant work, her eyes and eyebrows curved, secretly covering her mouth and giggling.
This guy is quite cute.
Having noticed the little sister's actions, Jiraiya playfully raises his eyebrows and winks.
Being able to pick up girls is innate, it's impossible for it to be taught in successive generations.
The head honcho is suffering from a bad headache.
If he were my son, I would definitely beat him to death!
At this moment, a stealth eagle swiftly flew in, landing on the wooden shelf. The assistant ninja quickly got up and approached the eagle, untied the scroll cylinder from its claw, and delivered it to the chief's desk.
The monitor leader opened it and quickly glanced at it, with a serious frown.
At the same time, a ninja instantly entered the tent and knelt down on one knee.
After reading the scroll, the monitor leader took a deep breath and looked at the ninja.
"Attention!" the ninja said. "The Sand Village is experiencing an anomaly, and we must retreat."
"Huh, we're not going to fight anymore?" Jiraiya asked, surprised.
The squad leader nodded and said, "The Sand Village has been defeated, just recently. Chōjūrō launched a surprise attack and broke through their defenses. The Sand Village forces are rushing back to aid their village."
Upon hearing these words, Jiraiya, the young assistant, and the ninja delivering the message all sucked in a breath of cold air.
How did she manage to do it!?
At that moment, another urgent ninja burst into the tent and exclaimed, "Report! There is unusual activity in the Hidden Rain Village! They are gathering forces and advancing towards our side!"
"Hmph! Hanzo the Salamander!" the old squad leader said coldly. "Pass on my order! The entire army sets off! Target! Amegakure forces!"
The ninja who received the order flashed out.
The squad leader looked at Jiraiya and said, "Jiraiya, the war has begun."
"The rest is easy!"
"Crush them!"
With a serious nod, Jiraiya agrees.
The ninja forces of Konoha begin to take action.
On the other side, a battle has already begun.
Grass Country...
Iwagakure and Konohagakure.