"Was it really okay to ram those fishing boats? Haven't you always strictly forbidden the Shinobi Army from harming ordinary people?"
Aboard a massive aircraft carrier, Tsunade looked through the command tower's observation window at the wooden wreckage floating on the sea and asked with a frown.
The other senior officials present also looked somewhat uncomfortable. Although members of Nawaki's faction showed no mercy when killing enemies in battle, most of them were orderly and kind by nature. Combined with Nawaki's consistently cultivated positive image and the influence of propaganda, they instinctively detested anything that harmed civilians.
Nawaki felt both gratified and helpless at his subordinates' reaction. He was gratified that his ideological work had achieved remarkable results and changed the ninjas' brutal mindset. He was helpless because it had worked a little too well, leaving the members of his faction with something of a saintly complex.
As a result, Nawaki had to keep some of his less presentable affairs hidden from most people, entrusting them to true diehards or members of the evil camp like Orochimaru. There was no helping it. While enjoying the lofty reputation brought by the light, one also had to endure the restraints imposed beneath the sun. After taking this position, Nawaki somewhat understood why the Third Hokage had been so tolerant of Danzo. Mainly because he could no longer do without him. Without Danzo's help, either Konoha would fall into a disadvantage in its struggles against the other nations, or the Third Hokage would have to personally ruin his image and jump into the mire.
Since ancient times, no successful political leader had ever relied on absolutely righteous methods. They could never do without dark methods that defied worldly norms and moral principles. Even if their hands remained clean, their hearts would still be