"Are you really going to let an outsider stand on our arena while all of you stay beneath it? Don't you think that is a disgrace to you?"
Uchiha Madara was quite surprised at this moment. He had not expected the princess to take the initiative and stand up to rally the crowd.
It seemed that, in these people's hearts, this was no longer merely a battle between individuals. It was a battle between nations—a matter of dignity.
Kelana looked up at the stands in astonishment.
"She wants to kill us, doesn't she?" Kelana asked.
Looking at Kelana's dim eyes, Uchiha Madara smiled. "You don't understand this. Since she stands in that position, she has to say such things. She is the princess of this country."
"If it were you, you would say the same thing. This is not simply the personal grudge you imagine, nor is it about the feelings between the two of you," Uchiha Madara said.
"This is very complicated. It represents a nation's dignity and the honor of everyone in the entire country. She is this country's princess, so she has to say such things," Uchiha Madara said with a smile.
Although Uchiha Madara had not expected the princess to step forward and boost morale at this moment, once she said those words, he felt that it was understandable.
Inspired by the princess, the people beneath the arena were all fired up. At that moment, another person stepped forward voluntarily. Uchiha Madara saw that this man was broad-shouldered and thick-waisted; he was surely quite strong.
"So you're the brat who dared to come to our country and cause trouble? How many lives do you have? The two of you only have two altogether, right?" the man shouted at Uchiha Madara, his voice booming like thunder.
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