"How... how on earth did you find out!"
Seeing Zetsu's shocked expression, Uchiha Isamu enjoyed the reaction. "You don't need to worry about how I know. Just go and deliver the message to him." After saying this, Isamu left the forest.
"This guy... no, I must notify Lord Madara immediately." White Zetsu froze for a moment before merging into the ground and vanishing.
Arriving before Uchiha Madara, White Zetsu informed him of Isamu's message and the matter regarding the Tailed Beasts.
After listening to White Zetsu's report, Madara was shocked once again, yet he remained silent and unnaturally calm.
"Lord Madara, are you alright?" White Zetsu asked, seeing Madara's silence.
"Zetsu, I am fine. Continue observing Isamu. I want to see exactly how far he can go," Madara said with a dark expression.
"Alright then, Lord Madara." With that, Zetsu vanished from Madara's sight.
At this moment, Madara no longer wanted to dwell on where Isamu had obtained the Tailed Beasts. He realized that Isamu definitely had a secret—a massive one.
One or two things could be a coincidence, but Isamu seemed to know everything about him. How was that possible? No one could know his affairs except for Zetsu and himself; it was impossible for anyone to tell him, and he couldn't have guessed it. He must have learned of the plan from some hidden source.
"Isamu, where exactly did you get your fortuitous encounter?"
Reflecting on Isamu's actions throughout his journey, the more Madara thought about it, the more things felt off.
Isamu had no idea that Madara had already begun suspecting something unusual about him. At this moment, he was in his camp, sipping tea and enjoying the final moments of peace before the war.
Slurp.
"Ah, being able to enjoy some peace before the war begins... that's a rare luxury."
Isamu sat cross-legged, teacup in hand, leisurely gazing at the scenery outside.
"I say, Isamu, can't you show a little respect for the war? Who stays this relaxed when a battle is about to start?" Zhan walked into Isamu's house, rolling his eyes at the man calmly drinking tea.
"Relax, Zhan. It's just a few Great Shinobi Villages—nothing major. Here, have a cup of tea." As he spoke, Isamu poured him a cup.
"If I had strength like yours, I wouldn't be nervous either." Zhan downed the tea in one gulp. "Ow, ow, hot!"
"You have to drink tea slowly. Haste makes waste." Isamu poured him another cup.
"Forget it, I'd better go patrol the camp. Drinking tea doesn't suit me." With that, Zhan left.
Meanwhile, in Konoha, Hiruzen Sarutobi stared at the intelligence report in his hand, his mouth slightly open in shock.
"How is this possible? Has Isamu gone mad?"
The report stated that Uchiha Isamu had declared war on the Four Great Shinobi Villages and intended to challenge them at the northern border of the Land of Fire to become the next "God of Shinobi." The Four Great Nations had already begun mobilizing their forces.
"A madman... he's completely insane! Someone, notify the elders and Lady Mito immediately!"
Half an hour later, Danzo and Uzumaki Mito arrived at the meeting room.
"Monkey, what's so urgent?" Mito asked.
"Lady Mito, please take a look at this. Things have escalated badly." Hiruzen handed over the report.
As Mito read it, she froze.
"This... this is impossible. Has he lost his mind?"
Tian Qi—no, Isamu... what are you trying to do?
Her thoughts spiraled. She knew there had to be a reason behind his actions, but she couldn't understand it.
After the others read the report, the room fell silent.
Hiruzen broke the silence. "What do you all think?"
"Hiruzen, we must immediately announce that Isamu has defected and has no relation to Konoha."
"Agreed. We must also join the coalition against him, or we may become targets ourselves."
Hiruzen nodded, then looked at Danzo. "Your opinion?"
Danzo scoffed. "If I said we should support him instead, would you listen?"
Hiruzen ignored him and turned to Mito.
"Lady Mito?"
She sighed. "You are the Hokage. The decision is yours. I am old—I will no longer involve myself in these matters."
With that, she left.
After further discussion, Hiruzen gave the order:
"Recall Orochimaru and the others. Prepare for war against Uchiha Isamu."
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Three days later.
Isamu arrived at Root, wearing an Anbu mask under the alias Sani.
"I didn't expect you'd still dare to enter Konoha," Danzo said, staring at him. "Aren't you afraid this is a trap?"
"A trap?" Isamu removed his mask and smiled. "I trust you wouldn't do that, Lord Danzo."
"Hmph. You've stirred up a storm. The Four Great Nations—including Konoha—are preparing to crush you. Why are you doing this?"
"Heh. If I defeat them all, wouldn't that be exactly what you want?" Isamu replied calmly. "When the time comes, I'll go easy on Konoha. You'll secure your position as the strongest village. Instead of thanking me, you're questioning me?"
Danzo's expression darkened.
"Hmph. Stop dodging the question. Even if you survive their assault, do you really think you can win? Tell me your true purpose."
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