"Thank you, truly." Chasi Baire looked at Ci Enyiwu and said, "Holy Maiden of the Elzeran Continent, I will certainly do everything in my power to help you and believe in you from now on."
"You may leave now," Ci Enyiwu said.
"Old man," Uchiha Madara said as he looked at Chasi Baire, "I know what you intend to do this time, but have you really thought this through?"
Uchiha Madara truly could not understand it. The old man was already so advanced in years—why was he still going to such lengths to advocate war? Shouldn't he have been enjoying his retirement instead?
Uchiha Madara felt that, at the old man's age, he surely understood just how significant the things he was doing were.
Uchiha Madara could not understand it this time. Why did he want to do this? What benefits could this war possibly bring him?
At his age, what could he still desire? Wealth was probably nothing more than fleeting smoke to him now.
"If I hadn't thought it over, I wouldn't have come here," Chasi Baire said.
"From the moment I received this mission, I had already given it careful consideration. So don't try to persuade me anymore," Chasi Baire said to Uchiha Madara. "You're a good child, but you don't understand what this can bring about."
"I don't know what this war will bring to others, but what I'm more curious about is what it can bring to you," Uchiha Madara asked, looking at Chasi Baire.
Chasi Baire shook his head and said with relief, "This world has already endured too many wars, so I want to bring peace through this war."
"Bringing peace through war—when you hear it, you'll surely find it absurd. But there is some truth to it. You'll understand when you grow