"Everyone, an emergency meeting of Iwagakure's special jōnin like today's has only happened three times since the village was founded."
"Without exception, all three were moments when the village stood at a crossroads for its future. Even as the Tsuchikage, at times like this, I am no different from any of you—I am merely one of Iwagakure's ninja."
"Because I know full well that only a path chosen together, with everyone united as one, is the right path."
"Although the Shinobi World is currently in a relatively stable and peaceful state, Uchiha Obito and his accomplices are still lurking in the shadows. At any moment, they could deal a fatal blow to the Shinobi World—to Iwagakure!"
"Therefore, Iwagakure must seize every minute and every second of this current peace to continually strengthen itself. Only then can we protect ourselves in the crises to come, and perhaps even surpass Kumogakure!"
Ōnoki's words immediately stirred the fire in the hearts of the assembled jōnin below. At that moment, they felt the Will of Stone in their hearts burning more fiercely than ever, their eyes bloodshot.
Love for the village, the desire to protect their families and comrades, hatred for Obito, the most wanted Rogue Ninja in the Shinobi World—or resentment and rejection toward Kumogakure.
Perhaps each of them had different thoughts in their hearts, but without exception, their emotions had all been roused at that moment.
Only Roshi, seated in the same row as Ōnoki but at the opposite end, frowned. Looking down on Ōnoki's attempt to stir the ninja's emotions, he let out a cold snort.
"Ōnoki, put away that slick-tongued old fox act of yours. If you have something to say, say it already."
"I can't stand that righteous drivel coming out of your mouth."
As soon as Roshi spoke,