"I believe we Uchiha should seize victory through our own strength."
As the Elder's voice faded, applause erupted in the silent shrine.
He was nearly seventy now. Although he was not particularly powerful, he held a very high position within the Uchiha Clan.
After all, he was not the clan head, who needed sufficient strength to command respect.
An elder only needed enough seniority, past military achievements, or contributions. That was enough.
And this Elder had served as an elder within the Uchiha Clan since the founding of Konoha, assisting the clan head with clan affairs.
There had even been a period when he handled the Uchiha's affairs alone, only stepping back after the next Uchiha clan head took office.
Now, he could no longer stand the Uchiha's current meek and submissive state.
Back when Lord Madara was still around, how powerful the Uchiha had been, how proud! How had they ended up like this?
The clan head had already been corrupted by foolish Konoha, and he would lead the clansmen who possessed the Uchiha's will to rally once more and overthrow Sarutobi's tyranny.
Shit, I threw out my back.
Seeing this, a Guard beside him immediately came over to support their ideological leader.
"I'm fine. I'm more than willing to give my all for the glory of the Uchiha!"
The Elder patted his back and waved at the clansmen around him who were concerned about him.
"Once we successfully take Konoha, we can live in any house we want and learn any Ninjutsu we want. Every one of us can become a high... Who's there?"
Clap, clap, clap, clap.
An abrupt round of applause rang through the shrine as a masked man in an ANBU uniform walked in with a sword on his back.
Another ANBU followed behind him,