The Uzumaki clan members nearby grew eager when they heard Hyuga Shinichi's suggestion. After all, who wouldn't want to go somewhere safe?
So everyone began whispering and discussing it among themselves.
However, despite all the talk, the Village Chief still seemed unable to make a decision.
Just then, a woman stepped forward, her voice tinged with anxiety and worry.
"Stop hesitating, Village Chief! My husband is in the patrol squad too, and he gets hurt every time they're attacked. If he didn't have some strength, he probably would've..."
She stopped abruptly, as if she couldn't bear to say what might have happened.
One after another, more people stepped forward to speak.
"That's right, Village Chief. I've heard from the patrol squad that the enemies attacking us vary greatly in strength. They're clearly not all from the same faction. If we keep delaying, how can we possibly hold back their endless attacks?"
"Village Chief, my eldest son was killed by those people, and now my younger son is in the patrol squad. I can't bear to see another of my children lose their life!"
The villagers poured out their true feelings, while the Village Chief listened in silence, a lonely, helpless expression on his face.
He knew the villagers were filled with fear and unease. As the village's leader, he truly was responsible for them.
But wouldn't moving to Konoha mean living under someone else's roof? He had lived through so much and seen so much over the years, yet faced with this situation, there was nothing he could do.
Back in the day, every Village Chief had managed to let the Uzumaki Clan live in peace and prosperity in the Land of Whirlpools. But now that it was his turn, he had ended up having to abandon his homeland.
*Sigh,