Most importantly, they did not know their true objective. Combined with the current circumstances, there was no way to take targeted precautions.
Without targeted precautions, the enemy was practically hidden in plain sight.
The key was their objective! As long as they knew what the enemy wanted, it would not be difficult to find a way to prevent it. And once they took precautions, this was Konoha's home ground. No matter how capable they were, no matter if they had the Peace Alliance as a shield, they would not be able to stir up much trouble.
But what could that objective be? Chiba looked over the documents in his hands again and again. The deep furrow between his brows gradually eased, but a trace of helplessness appeared on his face.
At this moment, the entire secret meeting hall had been thoroughly engulfed in silence. The oppressive atmosphere carried a suffocating heaviness.
Utatane Koharu and Mitokado Homura were each sorting through the documents in their hands, reviewing the known intelligence over and over. The solemn expressions on their faces were oppressive just to look at.
Yet no matter how they looked or thought, they could only arrive at four words.
At a loss!
Hm? Stir up trouble? The Land of Earth's delegation? Their objective?
Just then, as the silent atmosphere grew increasingly stifling and helplessness showed on his face, Chiba's expression subtly changed. A chain of interconnected phrases seemed to flash through his mind.
*Do we truly not know their objective? Can they really do whatever they please? Have we fallen into some kind of misunderstanding, misled by the current circumstances and by the fact that the enemy has infiltrated openly while we are constrained and unable to defend ourselves? In truth, this matter is nowhere near as difficult as we