A hundred years wasn't the problem. The problem was that Konoha wanted too much.
As those resources continued pouring into Konoha, it would become stronger than ever, while the massive outflow of resources would slow the development of their own villages.
Yes, Konoha had never started a war, but what about the Cloud Shinobi, the Rock Shinobi, and the other shinobi villages?
There was no way the Sand Shinobi and Mist Ninja could accept such demands.
But their options were limited. Both of Konoha's "gods" were there, especially that Ghost God. The power he had displayed that day was staggering, as though he could shatter even the stars.
They couldn't win a fight, so all they could do was play the victim and appeal to sympathy, reducing the compensation as much as possible.
After a round of negotiations, the annual compensation remained unchanged, but the term was reduced to seventy years.
Even that figure was hard for the Sand Shinobi and Mist Ninja to accept. After all, how many years had passed since the age of shinobi villages began?
Seventy years was far too long. By the time they finished paying, they would no longer be remotely comparable to Konoha.
But this was already the best outcome they could get. There was no room left to negotiate.
"Now that we've settled the compensation, there's one more condition you need to agree to."
"A condition?"
The expressions of the Mist Ninja and Sand Shinobi representatives darkened again.
Was Konoha still not satisfied after making them pay such a steep price?
"Don't be nervous. We're not asking for more money this time."
"What does Konoha want us to do?" Ebizo asked cautiously.
"At the next Five Kage Summit, the Sand Shinobi and Mist Ninja must give Konoha their full support."
Tobirama Senju,