The Land of Fire, where Konoha was located, had always been far richer than other countries and ninja villages.
In the eyes of other countries and ninja villages, it was a delicious slab of fat covered in thorns.
Although that slab of fat was covered in thorns, they still could not resist taking a bite from it every so often.
Perhaps every time, they failed to get any meat and instead ended up with mouths full of blood blisters from the thorns.
But people were greedy, and every failure was preparation for the next attempt.
They firmly believed that one day, a slab of fat like the Land of Fire would surely fall into their mouths.
And when she thought of this, a question involuntarily arose in Hinata's heart.
But she did not voice it, because it had little to do with their trip here.
What she was truly curious about now was what changes had occurred in Rōran after Mukade's death.
The change in history had already been inevitable.
Yet clearly, even without Mukade, Rōran still seemed unable to escape the ravages of war.
Otherwise, after they dealt with Mukade, perhaps a city-state would have risen from the ground right before their very eyes.
But it had not.
Still, one thing was certain now. Without Mukade's scourge, the Queen of Roran whom Mukade had killed had not come to harm.
Naturally, there were no puppet figures disguised as humans on the streets.
Nor was there that puppet manufacturing factory beneath the ground.
Not long afterward, the arrival of Yushi, Uchiha Sora, and Winter Rain completely confirmed this.
The Queen of Roran still existed, as though everything had entered an entirely different trajectory.
At present, they knew practically nothing. Her foresight was completely useless now.
Come to think of it,