Beneath every absurd and bizarre appearance, there often lay a great secret. Yet Minato Namikaze had not noticed the slightest anomaly.
It was already late at night. Outside Konoha's camp, countless figures flickered through the dark, swaying forest. Everyone knew Konoha's reinforcements had arrived, yet not a trace of excitement could be seen.
Because the leader of those reinforcements was Danzo, and the force was called Root...
The Land of Grass lay wedged between Konoha's westernmost border and the neighboring Stone Shinobi territory. It did not have the towering mountains of the Land of Earth, nor was it as flat and open as the Land of Fire, with its mountains and marshes stretching endlessly across the plains.
Across this vast world lay azure seas and rolling hills alike. If not for war, the diverse landscapes here might have become a renowned destination for travelers.
Fugaku Uchiha stood upon a hill in the Land of Grass, gazing up at the faint moonlight beneath the glittering stars. The Uchiha Clan's core members had all gathered behind him, their crimson eyes glowing with an enchanting, blood-red radiance in the night.
"Shimura Danzō..."
"Clan Head... perhaps we could..."
Tekka Uchiha watched Danzo approach in the distance, speaking with Minato Namikaze. An indescribable gleam flashed in his eyes, carrying a hint of ruthlessness and resolve.
The other clansmen behind him wore varied expressions, though most seemed tempted. They appeared to understand Tekka's meaning—assassinate Danzo on the Stone Shinobi battlefield!
"Enough!"
Fugaku Uchiha slowly turned, his icy gaze fixed upon the clansmen behind him.
Fugaku knew that their resentment over Konoha's exclusion had long been brewing. The clan's continuous sacrifices during this period had also filled too many hearts with simmering anger.
He did his best to preserve peace within the clan, but some things were