Chapter 237 War Mission

“An C-Rank Mission, let me see.” The Registration Ninja lowered his head and flipped through for a while.

“There are C-Rank Missions, but the remaining ones are all war missions. The recent ordinary C-Rank Missions have already been completed,” the Registration Ninja said, looking up.

“There are still a few D-Rank missions, though. How about Jonin Mutsuki, you take some D-Rank missions first, and then we can see if there are any new C-Rank requests tomorrow?” the Registration Ninja recommended.

“What bad luck.” Muzuki hadn’t expected to encounter such a situation.

Muzuki showed a thoughtful expression. He had originally wanted to see how much reward a normal C-Rank Mission could provide, but he didn’t expect the missions to be all taken.

After thinking for a moment, Muzuki decided to take his students back to train. There was no need to do D-Rank missions; the Chakra rewards were too low. It would be better to have his disciples train for a day during that time.

“Hehe, then old man, just let us do a B-Rank Mission. You see, we’ve already completed two A-Rank Missions, so a B-Rank Mission is definitely no problem,” Obito said with a chuckle.

He didn’t want to do D-Rank missions. Having done C-Rank Missions, he never wanted to go back to those chore missions again, unless he was really short on money and there were no other missions available.

“When you become a Chunin, I can assign you B-Rank Missions,” the Registration Ninja stated, indicating that his resume was useless here; he only looked at Ninja rank.

“Look, in our team, Teacher Muzuki is a Special Jonin, Kakashi is a Chunin, and we two haven’t even graduated yet, so we don’t count. This definitely meets the requirements for taking a B-Rank Mission, right?” Obito tried to sneak past.

“No, you have Intern Ninja certificates, so you are Intern Ninja,” the Registration Ninja said with a merciless expression.

“Then give us a C-Rank war mission, anyway, they are all C-Rank Missions, there shouldn’t be any difference, right?” Obito was still unwilling to give up.

“There’s a big difference!” The Registration Ninja’s expression suddenly became serious.

“War missions are, after all, related to war. The battlefield is not a place for children like you. Think about it again when you become a Chunin.”

“What’s wrong, Sawada? Why are you so stern when talking to children?” Hiruzen Sarutobi happened to walk down, asking with a chuckle.

When he finished his official duties, he would also sit in the mission hall for a while. This allowed clients to feel Konoha’s Pay attention to for requested missions and Konoha Ninja taking missions to feel the Hokage’s care.

“Lord Sandaime, it’s like this: Jonin Mutsuki came to take a C-Rank Mission, but now only war missions are left for C-Rank, and this child named Obito…” Sawada Kazuya greeted Hiruzen Sarutobi respectfully, explaining the whole situation clearly.

“I see.” Hiruzen Sarutobi nodded, put his pipe in his mouth, and showed a thoughtful expression.

In terms of strength, he felt that Muzuki’s squad would absolutely have no problem executing B-Rank Missions.

Muzuki’s squad’s overall strength was not weak. Muzuki, a Ninja from Root, was not as simple as a Special Jonin. Kakashi was an experienced Chunin, and Obito and Might Guy also had good strength.

Ninja encountered in B-Rank Missions were generally Genin. If the Ninja rank was higher, the price and mission rank would have to be increased. Muzuki’s squad, with this configuration, would certainly not fail against Genin.

However, since there were two interns in Muzuki’s team, he had already given them the privilege of C-Rank Missions. Giving them a higher rank might not be appropriate.

“Hokage uncle, you know our team’s strength. A C-Rank war mission is still a C-Rank Mission, we’ll definitely be fine,” Obito looked at Hiruzen Sarutobi with expectant eyes.

Hiruzen Sarutobi puffed out smoke, thought for a moment, and then said to Sawada Kazuya, “Let me see the C-Rank war mission.”

Taking the mission scroll handed by Sawada Kazuya, Hiruzen Sarutobi carefully looked at it and found an escort mission: escorting food to the Land of Grass battlefield.

C-Rank war missions would not involve Ninja combat; they were basically logistics tasks.

Originally, such a mission to escort food and supplies should not be C-Rank, because there was a high probability of enemy Village Ninja attacking.

But the current situation was that Konoha and Iwagakure were fighting in the Land of Grass, each occupying half the territory, so it was difficult for Iwagakure to bypass into the Land of Fire’s domestic territory to attack.

Squad Ninja could bring their own dry rations or hunt on the spot, but large-scale, long-term wars like this were different; food had to be transported from the rear.

Generally, there were two situations: one was when the front line ran out of food due to various accidents, requiring urgent transport from the rear; the other was when the rear regularly transported food to the front line. This C-Rank Mission belonged to the latter.

“Your squad has indeed performed exceptionally. I will make an exception for your excellence once more, allowing you to undertake a war mission,” Hiruzen Sarutobi said with a chuckle, handing the food escort mission to Muzuki.

“Muzuki, what do you think of this mission?”

Muzuki took the mission scroll with both hands, carefully read through all the mission details, and then nodded, saying:

“We will certainly not disappoint your expectations, Lord Sandaime, and will complete this mission perfectly!”

Muzuki was quite satisfied with this mission. Although it was a war mission, it was a war mission that would not encounter danger.

He felt that having a social butterfly in the team was quite good. If it weren’t for Obito, they wouldn’t be able to do missions today and would only be able to go back to training.

Muzuki could be as thick-skinned as Obito, but his identity wasn’t suitable. Obito was an intern who didn’t know better, but he was already a Special Jonin and a Ninja Academy teacher. Forcibly demanding higher-level missions was clearly not feasible; it didn’t fit his persona.

“Yay, thank you, Hokage uncle.” Obito instantly beamed with joy and thanked Hiruzen Sarutobi.

“You are all the future of the Village, so please pay close attention to your safety,” Hiruzen Sarutobi said, removing his pipe and revealing a kind smile.

“Teacher Muzuki, quickly let me see what mission it is.” After Muzuki and the others started walking out of the Hokage Building, Obito couldn’t wait to see the mission’s content.

Perhaps this was human nature: the more he was told not to do something, the more curious he became and wanted to do it. Obito was very curious about what was so special about this war mission that Intern Ninja were forbidden from doing.

“You all take a look too.” Muzuki directly handed the mission information to his disciples to pass around.

Obito eagerly checked the content after taking it, then showed a disappointed expression.

“What is this? Isn’t it no different from an ordinary C-Rank Mission? It’s just that the people have been replaced by food,” Obito couldn’t help but complain.

He had thought this war mission would be so special, but it greatly disappointed him.

“This is different. We are going to a battlefield, a battlefield between two Five Great Ninja Villages, which can be called the most dangerous place in the Ninja World,” Kakashi corrected with a serious expression.

At other times, it didn’t matter, but Kakashi would never allow Obito to underestimate the battlefield, because it was a place where even Kage might encounter accidents.

“Although it’s highly probable that no combat will occur, you must remain vigilant.”

Although it was a war mission, it was only a C-Rank Mission, so Kakashi believed that no combat should occur.

After all, they had encountered unexpected situations in their previous three C-Rank Missions, so it was unlikely to happen again this time.

“Kakashi, since you said that, it’s highly likely we’ll encounter Ninja and have a battle,” Obito said with a delighted expression.

Kakashi looked at Obito with a puzzled expression, wondering how he extracted the opposite information from his words.

“Kakashi, look, you said the same thing in your previous three missions, and every time a battle occurred, so this time it must be the same,” Obito analyzed with a serious air.

Kakashi: …

He was speechless. How could he be such a jinx? It was all just a coincidence.

“It’s just that we had bad luck the last few times. Most of the mission route is safe within the country, and the part of the road going to the Land of Grass will also have our Konoha Ninja guarding it,” Kakashi said indifferently.

“Let’s not discuss this anymore. Let’s hurry and execute the mission. War missions cannot be delayed,” Muzuki said with a smile.

The previous missions had an element of luck, and also Muzuki’s contribution; he specifically chose more dangerous places, so the probability of encountering unexpected situations would naturally be higher.

Then Muzuki took his disciples to the location of the food transport team.

“Ninja-sama, we are ready here and can depart at any time,” a middle-aged man stepped forward and said after confirming that Muzuki had taken the mission.

“We are also fine here. Let’s depart,” Muzuki nodded and gave the command.

This mission was different from previous ones. Previous missions had clients, but this war mission’s client was Konoha itself, so Muzuki, as the captain, had absolute command authority, followed by Muzuki’s disciples, and finally the ordinary people transporting the food.

Under Muzuki’s command, horse-drawn carriages filled with food set off towards the Land of Grass, and Muzuki also took his three disciples and sat in a carriage that was not carrying food.

“Teacher Muzuki, by the way, isn’t there a Jutsu that can seal things into scrolls? Why don’t we just put all the food in there directly? That way, we wouldn’t need so many carriages or so many people, and just the few of us could escort it,” Obito asked curiously.

If it was just the four of them escorting, the stealth would be greatly increased.

“That’s not something you can just put as much as you want into,” Muzuki said with a smile, explaining to Obito the principle of storing items in scrolls.

Scrolls that could hold items were themselves Ninja tools. How much could be put in and taken out also depended on the Ninja’s ability; it wasn’t something any Ninja could just put in or take out as much as they wanted.

Ninja generally ate a lot, and in war, with extremely fierce battles, they would eat even more. To satisfy thousands of these big eaters, a massive amount of food was needed.

Powerful Ninja naturally couldn’t be assigned to deliver food; they had more important missions. So, in the end, it was still a Ninja squad plus ordinary people.

Obito nodded, half-understanding, looking like he had gained some obscure knowledge.

“What will the battlefield be like, Teacher Muzuki? Have you been there?” Obito stopped thinking about food and started thinking about the battlefield.

Muzuki shook his head. Neither in his previous life nor in this one had he been to a battlefield.

“What about you, Kakashi?” Obito then asked Kakashi. Might Guy was a student like him, so he definitely hadn’t been there.

“I’ve done a few war missions, but I haven’t fought on a battlefield,” Kakashi replied after a moment of recollection.

He was experienced in ordinary missions, but he was still only an eight-year-old child, so he had no battlefield experience to speak of.

“Then you were acting like you knew so much before,” Obito complained. Kakashi’s serious expression had almost fooled him earlier.

“I haven’t fought on a battlefield, but I’ve heard some teachings from predecessors,” Kakashi replied with a serious expression, emphasizing that war should indeed be taken seriously.

Recommending a friend’s Naruto novel:

Title: “Naruto, Be My Son”

Synopsis:

After the Summit War ended, “Edward Newgate,” once hailed as one of the Four Emperors of the New World and the strongest man in the world, thought he would rest eternally at Marine Headquarters today.

Until he opened his eyes and found himself in a place called the “Ninja World,” where he met a child named “Naruto.”

“Gurararara! Brat, do you have parents?”

Looking at the giant-like Whitebeard, the five-year-old Naruto trembled: “N-no… no, my name is Uzumaki Naruto, I… I’m an orphan.”

“Naruto, be my son!”

“Eh??????”

…

This book is also known as “Now, Let the Ninja World Welcome the New Whitebeard Pirates,” “Ninja World Orphans, Be My Sons,” and “Ninja Father.”