When he heard that Konoha still hadn't taken action, the Daimyo of the Land of Fire nearly fainted from rage.
He dropped onto his throne, seething with fury.
"Bastards! A whole pack of bastards! Aaargh!"
The furious Daimyo of the Land of Fire swept everything off his desk onto the floor.
"This is intolerable! Pass down my orders!"
At once, all his subordinates dropped to one knee, awaiting his command.
"Issue a recruitment decree! Gather every capable individual in the Land of Fire. In seven days, they will march with our army against this so-called Federation!
Give those bastards hell! I want the Land of Grass razed!"
"Yes, sir!" × N
Everyone voiced their assent.
Quite a few shrewd people realized that rashly launching a war at a time like this was absolutely unwise.
But no one was willing to step forward and explain the stakes. After all, who wanted to anger the Daimyo right now?
Wouldn't that be gambling with their own lives?
Didn't they still have seven days?
Perhaps, after a couple of days, the Lord Daimyo would calm down, think things through, and rescind the order himself.
After all, this order really was rather ridiculous.
Following the previous Shinobi World War, Konoha barely had any ninja left to deploy.
But the Five Great Nations weren't the only countries in the shinobi world with shinobi villages.
Takigakure in the Land of Waterfalls, Amegakure in the Land of Rain, Otogakure in the Land of Rice Fields...
All those countries had shinobi villages. More importantly, they were now all member nations of the Federation.
In other words, those once-inconspicuous small shinobi villages had banded together, just as the Federation had.
There were even rumors that the terrifying criminal organization, the Akatsuki, was working for the Federation.
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