Beacon of Hope

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Desperate to get the antidote that would cure those people, the assistants and representatives of the feudal lords signed the arrangement.

Naruto, whom Kakashi Sensei had permitted to be a part of the mission, and other Shinobi members who would be in charge of taking the appropriate reports to start the process accompanied me to the meeting with the leaders.

I was still physically tired from not getting enough rest, but if all this sacrifice meant that Sasuke could get out of prison, then it was all worth it.

The six lords, as well as Tomaru and the scientist, were at the feudal residence in the Grass Land. Unable to move to their places of origin and waiting for my help, they all remained prostrate in suffering. Entering that place and seeing them defeated was like tasting victory.

Naruto was always by my side. The elders looked at him weakly, and I couldn't help but smile. I had to cover my mouth with the back of my hand and clear my throat to hide it.

"You are the hero of the Fourth War, Naruto Uzumaki." The Lord of the Water Country spoke, his lips barely able to open.

"The Hokage has sent a good shinobi, as expected." I heard one of the servants say that.

I ran my eyes over each of the men lying on stretchers, all crowded together in the same room and accompanied by some of their servants. I stood in the middle of the room and crossed my arms. When my gaze reached Tomaru, I thought I would prefer to see him in his current state, suffering from the same thing he had done to Sasuke.

"Are you going to stand there all day? The Hokage sent you to heal us," one of the lords said. I turned my face and gave him my full attention. "Don't waste your time."

"The Sixth Hokage sent me because this is a mission that will be paid for according to the contract filled out and signed by your representatives," I said. "As you know, it is not my duty to take care of your problems."

"What an insolent brat!"

"You should save your energy for survival, sir," Naruto said.

"Naruto is right, unless you want to die before the others."

The fear on the faces of the other feudals was a clear sign of their panic. Unexpectedly, a younger man approached me and took one of my hands. His bright blue eyes sparkled as he looked at me.

"Doctor, please ignore my father's words and take care of your health. I will pay more than the set price if necessary."

I pulled my hand away.

"Before that, I want to inform you that there will be a new trial for Sasuke Uchiha," I said aloud. "In a few days, the Chief Judge will be the one to dictate Sasuke's fate."

"That is not possible."

I turned to the Lord of the Land of Grass.

"Yes, it is possible; it is an order from our feudal lord, and you must not protest. We heard about the secret auction, and guess what? Yes! It is illegal to auction prisoners or parts of them."

Tomaru did not stop looking at me; he was angry, but he could not complain to me because the pain the poison caused in his body did not give him a chance to intervene.

"Yuto also participated in the auction and even offered money for one of the Uchiha's eyes," the old man argued against our lord. "He is not the one to judge us if he was also a participant."

"Did he sign anything agreeing to the auction? Not only did I go to the trouble of creating an antidote to cure you all, but I still have to put up with you. Let me explain to you that this is not how things work; you are in no position to demand anything when you have caused all this trouble."