Some sighed with emotion, while others did not know whether to laugh or cry:
"Honestly, at this point, I actually understand these people a little!"
"Become Imu's slave in exchange for ruling the whole world? Who could resist that? I'd submit too!"
"Exactly! Sacrifice one person's freedom for generations of nobility, everlasting privilege, and the right to enslave everyone. That's practically a windfall from heaven!"
"Right, and most importantly, Imu doesn't even interfere. All he wants is for the world to stay stable."
"Too bad their ancestors were the ones chosen. Ordinary people like us have been born at the bottom since ancient times, nothing but ants and tools to be enslaved!"
Everyone finally saw through Imu's entire scheme.
"That's terrifying! Imu played this game far too carefully, ruthlessly, and with far too much foresight!"
"On the front lines, he let Joy Boy's Haki-wielding Knights fight the Divine Race's Royal Family to the bitter end, wearing each other down until both sides were devastated."
"Behind the scenes, he built up his own forces, assembled his ruling administration, and established his order."
"The Knights were risking their lives to save people, quell the chaos, overthrow tyranny, and protect the innocent."
"The Royal Family was desperately clinging to its supremacy, exhausting its reserves and overtaxing its fighting strength."
"Only Imu sat back and watched the tigers fight from beginning to end. Without committing a single soldier, he waited for both sides to exhaust themselves, then swept up everything!"
The people of the Shinobi World watched with their scalps tingling, finally seeing the cruel truth in full.
The images on the Sky Screen continued to unfold slowly.
In the Hidden Valley, Imu watched all his followers submit with fanatical devotion, utterly loyal and without the slightest thought of betrayal. A deep, cold gleam