The arrogant Anrokuzan

"Energy warped space-time..."

"I went back twenty years..."

Naruto mulled those words over. After a long while, he suddenly let out a shriek.

"Aaaah!!!!"

"Then what am I supposed to do? Can I still get back?!"

"What time travel? What twenty years ago? Who exactly are you people?!"

By then, Queen Sara had recovered from her brush with death.

Even though they had saved her, their origins were still unknown. The blond one in particular behaved bizarrely.

"I'm a Konoha ninja."

"We received reliable intelligence that Rōran is mass-producing weapons of war..."

"That's nonsense!"

Before Kazan could finish, Sara cut him off.

She denied it loudly. "We in Rōran have lived in the desert for generations, far from conflict. We only want to live in peace. We've never thought of going to war with other countries."

"Just because you haven't doesn't mean nobody else has. That man named Anrokuzan, for instance."

"I'm very grateful that you saved me, but please stop talking nonsense. Anrokuzan is an outstanding minister who came to this country six years ago."

"He inherited my mother's wishes and has been working hard to develop this country. By comparison, you people who appeared out of nowhere are far more suspicious."

Kazan wasn't surprised in the slightest.

Perhaps she had already begun to harbor doubts deep down.

Why had the platform suddenly crumbled, and who had pushed her from behind?

Those were all things she questioned. She simply refused to believe it, clinging to hope and wanting to confirm it herself.

"Since you don't believe me, I'll take you to see for yourself."

"Let's see just what those citizens of Rōran singing your praises really are."

With that, before Sara could say anything, Kazan grabbed her and flew toward the "citizens of Rōran" receding like a tide.

Startled,