Soon, the eunuch brought word.
"Minato Namikaze, His Majesty said that if you want a private audience with him, you must show a little more sincerity."
The eunuch's words made Minato Namikaze's heart tighten, but at the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief.
To Minato, the fact that the emperor was making a demand was already a silver lining.
A demand meant there was still hope. The emperor had not refused him.
As for showing more sincerity?
That gave Minato Namikaze something of a headache.
His "sincerity" had all been bought with other people's sacrifices.
Ay.
Mei Terumi.
Even if he wanted to offer more sincerity, hadn't his wife Kushina and his student Rin already been seized by the Imperial Court?
He was now utterly alone, a cursed soul destined to lose everyone around him.
What more could he offer as proof of his sincerity?
Even his claim that he possessed secrets of the Martial Arts World that could wipe out all the rebel forces in one fell swoop was merely an excuse to get close to the emperor.
The only secret he knew was that his senior, Hashirama, was still alive.
Was he really going to betray Great Hero Hashirama, his idol and the sole pillar of strength that had kept him going, in the end?
No! Absolutely not!
There were things a man would do, and things he would never do.
Hashirama had faked his death to escape. His goal was more important; he was the one truly working for the sake of all people.
Even in the worst case, even if Minato failed, as long as Hashirama was still around, the Martial Arts World would still have hope.
So was he simply going to give up?
The message the eunuch had brought offered hope, but