As for whether the two countries would willingly comply, Konoha was not worried in the slightest. Any country that refused would have Tailed Beasts dropped directly onto its territory.
What happened after that would be none of Konoha's concern.
As for those who rejected this arrangement and insisted on going to war, Konoha also made its position clear: under no circumstances would it allow the land used to grow brewing ingredients to be destroyed.
Konoha's explanation was that the Tailed Beasts loved the taste of those ingredients. If the fields were destroyed and a Tailed Beast happened to wander off, then happened to arrive in the ruined territory, it might get angry.
The moment those words were released, every nation turned green.
Happened to? Might? My ass!!!
Konoha might as well have pointed at their noses and said that if they did not follow the rules, Tailed Beasts would ravage their lands!
This was a blatant threat!
If they went to war, were they supposed to avoid a bunch of lousy vegetation and carefully protect it?!
Then what the hell was the point of fighting?!
But by this point, the nations sorrowfully realized that the land they had impulsively converted into fields for brewing ingredients was no longer something they could choose to cultivate or abandon as they pleased.
They were now completely incapable of opposing Konoha's power.
Whether in military strength or economic power, Konoha was now the strongest in the world—and possessed overwhelming force!
After witnessing the terrifying, natural-disaster-level power of the Tailed Beasts in the Tailed Beast Arena, no nation believed its army could defeat such monsters.
Thus, no matter how unwilling they were, the nations could only swallow this bitter pill.
The only thing that consoled them was Konoha's apparent detachment. So long as they ensured