Returning to the Village

"Hm?"

"What is it, Zetsu?" Obito, who had been racing through the forest, could not help asking in confusion when he saw Black Zetsu stop.

"Nothing. Lord Madara lost."

"What? Lord Madara lost to Brother Shiro?" Obito's pupils shrank sharply, and he could not help blurting it out.

Although Madara always looked half-dead during their usual training, Obito had never underestimated him because of that. For one thing, that enormous reputation was right there. For another, the unfathomable ocular power he displayed every time they trained in genjutsu proved that Madara was nowhere near as weak as he appeared.

Not to mention the earth-shaking noise behind them just now, which showed that Madara definitely had some secret technique that let him return to his prime. And yet even that Madara had actually lost to Shiro.

It gave him a new understanding of Shiro, the kind older brother from his memories.

"Yes. Although Lord Madara died because the jutsu's time limit ran out, Emiya Shiro was able to fight a nearly full-power Lord Madara without falling behind. It seems his strength needs to be reassessed.

"Obito, it looks like the plan regarding Konoha needs to be redrawn. It's too strong. Can you make that decision?"

After saying that, Black Zetsu was in no hurry to get moving. He simply watched Obito's back in silence. Although he trusted Madara's abilities, there was always the chance something could go wrong—especially since Obito had awakened that kind of Mangekyo Sharingan. He had to be careful.

"..." Hearing Black Zetsu's question, Obito's eyes flickered. Clearly, there was some hesitation in his heart. The ideas Shiro had once instilled in him, along with the Mangekyo Sharingan he had awakened, had given him a broader direction for thought.

"I understand. Don't worry. You don't need to concern