"Lord Hashirama! What are you doing here? Hurry, come over here! Stand in front of me!"
The person at the front of the line greeted him enthusiastically.
Hashirama waved his hand. "No need. There's no need to waste everyone's time."
But to his surprise, the entire line spoke up. "Lord Hashirama, don't stand on ceremony. Just go on in. You're everyone's idol, Konoha's pillar of stability! Why be polite with juniors like us?"
What they said was true. Hashirama's prestige among the villagers was no less than Torikaze's.
Torikaze led the people toward better lives.
Hashirama, meanwhile, was the founder of this foundation and everyone's spiritual leader. Naturally, when he wanted to queue up to enter the Trial Tower, no one agreed to let him do so.
Everyone present agreed that Hashirama should enter the Trial Tower directly. This also represented the support he had among the people of the village.
Even though he had deliberately faded from public view, the villagers still remembered him.
And on the night of the war, when Hashirama's Wood Release appeared once more, it drove the villagers' fighting spirit to its peak.
Now that they had returned victorious, there was no way they would make Hashirama stand in line.
Hashirama declined repeatedly, but in the end, he could not withstand everyone's enthusiasm.
Smiling, he walked toward the Trial Tower.
"Lord Hashirama! Why don't you start a livestream too? Let us see your heroic bearing!"
Hashirama was put on the spot. It was not that he did not want to stream the battle for the villagers to watch.
He simply did not know how to use this thing. It was his first time at the Trial Tower, and he was far less familiar with the controls than these youngsters.
"Alright. I'll give it a try