Tobirama, You Even Hid Madara's Funeral from Me! Are You Trying to Make Me Die with Regrets?!

"You don't have the town's protectors backing you anymore?!"

"You don't have Rogue Ninja serving as your watchdogs anymore?!"

"Go on, scream now! Keep acting tough!!"

The blood-and-tears accusations that had been building for who knew how many years were like a raging fire, instantly igniting the suppressed fury of the several thousand villagers below the stage.

"Beat them to death! Avenge our dead relatives!"

"The year before last, my daughter was driven to jump into a well by your family's lackeys! Today, you'll pay with your life too!"

"You've seized so much of our land! Spit it all back out today!!"

Amid one heart-rending roar after another, the flood beneath the stage finally could no longer be held back.

The peasants who had spent their entire lives meek and honest had all gone red-eyed.

Old farmers, women, and even half-grown children grabbed stones from the ground and the carrying poles they had brought with them, surging toward the stage like a mad tidal wave.

All reason had long since vanished from their minds. They wanted only to avenge their grudges and right their wrongs.

The wooden fences maintaining order above and below the stage were instantly smashed to pieces by the surging crowd.

Faced with such an overwhelming reckoning, the vermin on the platform who normally lorded over everyone were scared out of their wits. Crying for help, they desperately crawled toward Kawaguchi's feet, trying to make him save their lives.

Kawaguchi merely watched the scene coldly without moving so much as a foot. He folded his arms and let the villagers flooding up from below vent the blood, tears, and resentment that had accumulated in their bones over the years.

For Akatsuki Ninja Village, the bloodier and uglier things became now, the easier it would be to establish