Before the Third arrived, the Uchiha's "encirclement" was divided into two parts.
Danzo, who was surrounded.
And the Root Ninja, who were surrounded.
"Lord Hokage!"
"Lord Third!"
"Lord Lord Third!"
When the Third arrived, the Uchiha parted to make way for him and bowed.
Most Uchiha clan members at this time still respected the Third, the "strongest in Konoha."
That was not only because the Uchiha respected strength. The things they had "heard and seen since childhood" also played a major part.
There was a reason the Third was called the "strongest Hokage"... At least when it came to political brainwashing, even the First and Second combined couldn't compare to him.
Obito's childhood dream of becoming Hokage in the original timeline had not been a coincidence.
"Hmm."
"Well, look at you... You've gotten so tall!"
"Very good, very good."
"That's a nice sword!"
"Whoa, look at those muscles. You must've been through a lot!"
The Third wasn't wearing his armor this time. With one hand behind his back and a pipe in the other, he nodded now and then. He seemed just as friendly as when he strolled along Konoha's streets.
He hadn't come to inflame the conflict. He'd come to negotiate...
"Lord Third."
The Third finally reached Fugaku. Fugaku nodded in greeting, a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
The Third glanced at Danzo, who sat cross-legged nearby with his eyes closed and his left arm missing, then at White Fang, who stood with his arms crossed, his expression as still as a deep well...
"Sigh."
"Was this really necessary?"
The Third sighed, but he had more or less formed a clear picture of the situation.
Danzo... Never mind. Now wasn't the time to deal with this internally.
White Fang... Never mind. There was still time to talk to