At this moment, elsewhere, in a room within the courtyard housing the Land of Earth's delegation.
No!
No, no! There was no way! He could not think of any way to break this deadlock!
The drizzling rain outside had gradually turned into a downpour. What had once been a soothing sound now grated unbearably on Iwama's ears, filling him with irritation.
At this very moment, he paced restlessly around the room, his heart full of frustration.
He had been thinking, constantly trying to devise a solution. Yet in the current situation, every plan he could come up with had been rejected. In the end, there was only one option: disregard Konoha's prohibition, do what needed to be done, and directly carry out the sabotage plan.
Of course, there was a 99.999 percent chance that the moment he began, Konoha would expel them from the village under an entirely legitimate pretext, leaving them with no possibility of turning defeat into victory.
In other words, the moment they began, they would inevitably fail.
This was Konoha's home ground, after all! He was truly out of options.
The situation Konoha had arranged was simply too perfect, without the slightest flaw.
Whether Kumogakure had truly invaded or not, this reason alone was indeed airtight. An invasion had occurred, so they had reinforced their protection and forbidden entry and exit. There was nothing to criticize.
After all, the Peace Alliance was one thing, but whether it was the Peace Alliance or not, security always came first. Whether during this sensitive period of the Peace Alliance or in ordinary times, security meant more than anything else to a shinobi village. Any rules or regulations had to yield before the village's safety.
Even if they were ambassadors from the Land of Earth, even if they were the