Chapitre 38: Chapter: 38 Uzumaki Mito's Dissatisfaction
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In the end, the Senju family left.
Tajima couldn't capture Butsuma, and Hashirama's explosive power was unexpectedly formidable.
Even the clan leader couldn't find fault with either of them, although he knew that both Kyōsuke and Madara had certainly not fought with all their strength.
"Hmph, let's go back."
It was evident that Uchiha Tajima was extremely unwilling.
This also indirectly reflected the kind of threat the Uchiha clan was currently facing.
Perhaps not wanting his sons to rekindle their rivalry, as soon as they returned to the camp, the clan leader immediately ordered both of them to set off.
"Don't be too reckless."
Before leaving, Tajima patiently advised the two of them: "Uzumaki Ashina's strength is terrifying, and at your current level, you are not his match."
"Remember, ensure your own safety."
"Understood!"
Kyōsuke led the Southern Army at the front, and the main forces trained by Uchiha Madara followed behind.
A team of nearly five hundred ninjas marched toward the western battlefield.
"Madara."
After finding the distracted Madara, Kyōsuke decided to offer some advice: "What's wrong? Still not recovered from your loss?"
"Hmph, don't think I don't know, you could have captured that little Senju brat."
Madara retorted with dissatisfaction.
Madara was unwilling to fight his friend, and Kyōsuke hadn't fought to his full capacity either.
Trying to taunt him with words, Kyosuke wasn't nearly skilled enough.
Kyōsuke, standing beside him, was slightly stunned.
He had been speaking seriously, but suddenly Madara was acting prideful.
Had he triggered some kind of switch?
The two fell into silence for a few seconds. After some hesitation, Madara finally decided to speak the truth.
Perhaps Kyōsuke was the only one he could confide in.
"Do you think that dream still has a chance of coming true?" Madara looked very lost.
What he wanted wasn't some village but an environment where his younger brother and his clan could live safely.
As long as Izuna was safe and the children didn't have to fight on the battlefield at such a young age, his wish would be fulfilled.
It was a humble desire, one that shouldn't really be seen in Uchiha Madara.
However, this was the reality for Madara at that moment, not the hundred-year-old man who was barely alive in the depths of the earth.
The overly young Madara was simply a young man with great ambitions who wasn't good at expressing his feelings.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have become friends with Hashirama.
Unfortunately, in the age of the Warring States, his wish was as difficult to achieve as unifying the Five Great Nations.
The war never ceased, and even if one day the Uchiha and Senju united, there would still be threats from the other four nations.
Wars between nations would only become more brutal.
Even when they found a way to eliminate the contradictions between the countries, Black Zetsu would never give up. It would continue to incite conflict between people.
At that point, the Fire Nation would inevitably be dragged into it.
Fine, even if in the future, several people teamed up and completely defeated Ōtsutsuki Kaguya, there would still be other threats lurking.
No matter what, the Ōtsutsuki clan would eventually arrive in the universe.
There was no need for too many; even just ten Kaguya-level enemies or beings on the level of Isshiki were enough to destroy the entire Earth.
Peace?
How could that be so easy?
These were things Kyōsuke couldn't say to Madara, but he could still express his thoughts on the village's issue.
"Don't worry, the village will eventually be established."
Kyōsuke said faintly, in response to Madara's surprised look: "The exact timing depends on when you and Hashirama can gain full control of your respective clans."
"Once you completely control the Uchiha clan and sit firmly on the clan leader's seat, then you can marry Hashirama if you want."
Madara furrowed his brow in confusion: "You're babbling again. But you're right. I hope that fool can figure this out."
"You mean Hashirama?"
Kyōsuke implied, "He's much smarter than you think."
"Madara, the real fool is you."
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In the Fire Country, on the western battlefield, the pre-war base of the Uzumaki Clan.
"Father!"
Inside the tent, Uzumaki Ashina, with his red hair, was reading documents.
He was in his prime, not yet the elder with graying hair he would later become.
Normally, the Uzumaki clan's lifespan far exceeded that of ordinary humans. Even on the brink of death, they wouldn't show signs of white hair.
Clearly, Uzumaki Ashina's death must have had other reasons, likely connected to some of the sealing techniques he had been researching.
For example, the sealing techniques for Tailed Beasts.
Or perhaps the creation of sealing techniques to connect with the Shinigami.
Of course, these were his private studies, and outsiders hardly noticed.
For Uzumaki Ashina, the most troublesome thing right now was how to deal with the furious young woman in front of him.
Seeing her father lost in thought, the girl slammed her hands on the table, almost overturning it.
The girl had an exquisite face, with long red hair tied into two buns, and wore a crown-like ornament on her head.
When her hair swayed, the diamond-shaped seal on her forehead could be seen.
She was none other than the Princess of the Uzumaki Clan, Uzumaki Mito.
"Father!" she shouted angrily, thrusting a piece of intelligence paper almost into her father's face.
"The reinforcements from the Uchiha have arrived."
"Oh."
Uzumaki Ashina casually nodded, looking completely unphased.
He was the powerful man who founded the Land of Whirlpool, and at present, was the greatest sealing master of this generation, likely the most powerful in hundreds of years.
Two unseasoned young brats, what was there to particularly worry about?
With that much free time, he'd rather continue perfecting the Adamantine Sealing Chain.
Seeing her father's indifferent expression, Mito quickly turned and left.
She felt that her father had become too arrogantly complacent.
The Uchiha were such a formidable opponent, no matter how much attention was paid to them, it would never be too much.
If the Uzumaki Clan chose to intervene in the war, they must give it their all.
Only by forming the deepest alliance with the Senju could they guarantee the Uzumaki Clan's safety for generations to come.
First, the Uchiha must be completely eliminated, as this was the premise of their offensive alliance.
Her father's current indifference, in Mito's eyes, was a form of betrayal.
After all, Senju Butsuma wasn't some kind-hearted man, and offending him could put the entire Uzumaki Clan in jeopardy.
"I can't let this go on. I have to do something."
Used to being in control, Mito decided to go to the front lines to meet with the two commanders, who were about her age.
"Speaking of which, the Uchiha really have no one left. Anyone can become a commander."
Clearly, the young girl didn't believe those two could have any real ability.
Rumors?
They were just to fool the idiots. Without concocting some geniuses, how could Uchiha Tajima have smoothly completed the power transition?
In the end, it was just the usual tactics passed down through family heritage.
"Let me, Uzumaki Mito, expose their true faces."
The girl flicked her buns and led her personal guards as she set off.
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