Konoha.
Sunlight spilled across the broad streets.
The once-bustling commercial district was strangely quiet.
Most of the villagers had gone to watch the exams.
Those who remained in the village had all stopped what they were doing.
They raised their heads, their gazes passing over the rooftops toward the Chunin Ninja Exams venue.
The Fifth Hokage's voice had just spread through every corner of Konoha via Chakra amplification.
Abolish the Daimyo!
Unify the Ninja World!
Ordinary civilians might not have understood the political struggles behind those words.
But they understood one thing.
Lord Chiba was going to march out and turn the entire world into Konoha.
"Take down those outsiders!"
No one knew who had shouted it at the top of their lungs.
In an instant.
The entire street erupted.
"Long live the Hokage!"
"Long live Konoha!"
There was no panic.
No fear of war.
The ramen vendor tossed aside his ladle, grabbed a towel, and waved it wildly.
"This should have happened long ago!"
"Why should we put up with those Daimyos' nonsense!"
Several young Genin flushed red with excitement, their clenched fists cracking.
Since Chiba took office, Konoha had changed beyond recognition.
C-Rank Ninjutsu could be learned for free.
As long as one was willing to work hard on missions, advanced Ninjutsu could be exchanged for at will.
The village was overflowing with wealth, and its people had never stood taller.
Therefore.
In the villagers' eyes, Chiba was no tyrant.
He was the true god who had brought supreme glory to Konoha!
Other villages?
They were nothing but idiots squatting on a toilet and doing nothing.
In an alley beside Ichiraku Ramen.
Two spies who had infiltrated from other villages were trembling like sieves.
As they watched Konoha's citizens outside descend into fanaticism, they felt as though they