"What? The Uzumaki Clan actually tried to make peace and form an alliance with our nations back then?"
"We never received any secret letters or any word of an alliance!"
"In other words, every avenue for peace was cut off and blocked before their messages could reach us!"
At that moment, the leaders of the other four great nations finally saw the truth of what had happened.
Konoha alone had cut off every route to survival that led to the outside world!
Meanwhile, inside Konoha, unrest spread, and morale sank to an all-time low.
"So that special symbol on our backs was the Uzumaki Clan's crest!"
"It was put there to commemorate the alliance, back when the Senju and the Uzumaki were on good terms!"
"Honestly, after watching all this history, I really feel guilty. It's humiliating."
"In the past, I never would have believed Konoha would betray its allies and scheme behind their backs. But now, we have no choice but to believe it."
"Even people in our own village think we went too far back then. What must the other Shinobi Villages think? Konoha's reputation has just gotten even worse."
Naruto Uzumaki watched every scene on the Sky Screen intently, his big, bright eyes wide open. His little face was full of concentration, mixed with a hint of confusion.
He was not particularly clever and could not follow all the convoluted schemes, but he firmly remembered one key phrase-the Uzumaki Clan.
That was his mother's clan.
Watching the people of Uzushio Village struggle to survive against impossible odds, watching those red-haired clansmen with nowhere left to turn, Naruto felt terrible.
Why?
Naruto clenched his little fists, his heart filled with a frustration he could not put into words.
The scenes on the Sky Screen continued, leaving everyone little