Although Mikoto, born in Konoha Year 23, was already eighteen this year...
Setsuna glanced at Fugaku. Was this weak clan head really someone he could entrust her to?
"Am I pushing myself too hard?" Setsuna could finally speak now.
"The Uchiha Clan finally got its chance to claim the 'merit of destroying a village'!"
"You expect me to sit around waiting in the village? How could I?"
"Besides, my lifelong wish has already been fulfilled. To die for Konoha..."
"Would be a worthy death!"
Before the assembled Uchiha elites, Setsuna was the very picture of righteousness.
"Stop pretending, Elder. The Eastern Front's First and Second Brigades are resting over there, and the Kaguya Brigade is off to the side. They can't hear you," Kenichi said with some amusement, lying on the ground with his hands behind his head.
"Pretending? Those words came from the heart!" Setsuna looked at the Uchiha elites before him, exasperated by their failure to live up to his expectations.
At Elder Setsuna's words, nearly twenty Uchiha jonin broke into delighted smiles, and a cheerful atmosphere filled the little grove.
They had only one thing to say:
As expected of the clan's most senior elder!
So cautious!
Who didn't know he was one of only two rebels in Konoha's history?
Die for Konoha?
Thank you, Elder. That was the funniest joke they had heard lately!
"You... you!"
Setsuna pointed a trembling finger at his clansmen, who could not hold back their laughter.
"Hmph!"
There was no explaining ice to a summer insect!
Setsuna withdrew his finger and folded his arms, looking indignant.
Fugaku suddenly froze.
Was this Elder Setsuna's skill?
He had eased the mood of the troops with just a few words! Just what one would expect from a rebel who had lived so long!
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