"The Eight-Tails Jinchuriki... really was captured!"
"This is the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki! The only perfect jinchuriki in the Shinobi World!"
"Where's the Fourth Raikage? If the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki was captured, why hasn't the Fourth Raikage shown up?"
That last question gradually silenced the clamor in the camp.
At that moment.
Everyone realized something, and their gazes all returned to Uchiha Minamoto.
Uchiha Minamoto did not keep them waiting long.
The next instant.
A decapitated corpse landed on the ground in the center of the camp.
Who else could it have been but Fourth Raikage A?
Silence.
Deathly silence.
The Konoha ninja stared wide-eyed at the corpse on the ground, severed into two pieces, their mouths hanging open, unable to utter a word.
Earlier, they had been worried that the Light of Konoha would face a bitter battle.
And what had happened instead?
The Light of Konoha had captured the Eight-Tails, slain the Raikage, and single-handedly fought his way through the Land of Frost!
After a brief silence.
Deafening cheers erupted throughout the camp.
"Long live Lord Minamoto!"
"Long live the Light of Konoha!"
"The God of Shinobi of a new era!"
"I choose Uchiha Minamoto! I choose the Light of Konoha as the Fifth Hokage!"
"Lord Minamoto! When will you become our village's Fifth Hokage?"
The Konoha ninja's cheers rose, wave after wave.
This was Uchiha Minamoto!
This was the Light of Konoha!
This was the Fifth Hokage!
Even though Uchiha Minamoto had not yet become the Fifth.
At this very moment.
In the eyes of everyone else in the camp.
Who else but the Light of Konoha could be the Fifth Hokage?
Only after the uproar in the camp subsided.
Did Uchiha Minamoto speak.
"My comrades-in-arms, your steadfast defense of the Northern Front bought the village precious strategic time and