Chapter 13

Those who sided with the 'Left' faction felt inexplicably panicked.

Even the 'Right' faction's breathing became a little heavy, as they all stared at Setsuna without blinking.

"Konoha deceived us!!" Uchiha Setsuna's cloudy eyes were burning with anger.

"Unlike what they wanted us to believe, Uchiha Shisui didn't commit suicide! The truth is, he was forced to death by Konoha's higher-ups and... His eyes were dug out alive by Shimura Danzo! The pride of our clan did not die on the battlefield, but died at the hands of his 'own people'!"

Uchiha Setsuna emphasized the last part. This word has been given a sarcastic remark.

"When I heard the news, I couldn't believe it was true. So this morning, I demand that Danzo Shimura remove the bandages and prove that he did not take Shisui's eyes."

"This is just a trivial request," Uchiha Setsuna said with a sad face, "...but reality slapped me in the face! He rejected this request. And to make matters worse, Sarutobi Hiruzen, the Third Hokage, not only did not uphold justice but covered up for him!"

Kayn stepped onto the podium at the right time and turned on the recorder.

The conversation was heard intact by everyone through the loudspeaker.

They started hearing all that transpired in the meeting. They heard Shimura Danzo's refusal and Sarutobi Hiruzen's deliberate defense, they also heard how the Elder wanted to seek justice, but was shamelessly shot down.

An emotion called anger ignited in everyone's chest upon listening to the recording.

Pairs of scarlet pupils stared at the podium, and the entire plaza was filled with cold murderous intent.

In silence, anger accumulates, like a volcano, waiting for a shocking eruption.

At this moment, without missing a beat, Kayn took the initiative and made his voice resound across the place "We need an explanation!"

After that, like a series of chain events, people who yearn for the same thing started chiming in.

"That's right, we need an explanation!" There at that moment, the entire place boomed.

"Our clan is one of the founders of Konoha! How can they do this!?"

"We, more than anyone else, hope that Konoha will become the most powerful ninja village in the world! And yet..."

The urgent tone turned into a wave, one higher than the other.

"For the prosperity of our village, our clan resolutely stepped onto the battlefield!"

The First, Second, and the Third Ninja World War. A place full of Injury and Death.

"Despite all that... We never backed down!"

"... With weapons in hand, we drove away those invaders!"

"In those Wars, each time, our clan stood in the most dangerous place!"

"Never afraid of bloodshed and sacrifice, because all of this is meaningful, we are fighting for our beautiful homeland."

Kayn who's been doing nothing but listening to the cries of the people, found his perfect timing and seamlessly chimed in.

He placed his hands on the desk, leaning forward, his Sharingan activated. Wearing an expression that expressed pure hatred, he spoke in a powerful voice. "But what have we gained in return for all those efforts and sacrifices?!"

"Betrayal!" A guard of Elder Setsuna, who was initially placed among the crowds, shouted out loud.

His words were like a flame that ignited the entire oil barrel.

Angry, sad, confused, upset.

They don't understand, why?

Why does Konoha treat them like this, treating them like enemies?!

"Yes!" Kayn glanced at their faces. "Our sacrifice was shamelessly paid by betrayal."

"They took advantage of our love for the village and hurt us. And they called it the 'Will of Fire'— No! Such thing was only used for their own agenda!"

"Sarutobi Hiruzen always acts disgustingly, always talking about the 'will of fire', but in his heart, he regards us as nothing but tools. After using us, he will tear us all apart!" Kayn's voice was suddenly filled with sorrow.

"Think about our current life. We have been driven into a corner. This place is like a prison, a prison specially used to lock away our clan. Each of us is like a prisoner. We work hard every day but can only get enough food and clothing."

Kayn pressed even harder at the last part.

Making the ordinary people standing in the square fall into deep thought.

Before the Nine-Tailed Incident, their shops were all located in prosperous areas. Whether they were operated personally or rented, they could ensure that their families lived a well-off life with no worries about food and clothing.

But now, after being driven into this corner, their living standards have plummeted.

This is a cage, a cage specially used to imprison their clan!

"The Sarutobi clan and the Shimura clan took away our property with shameless reasons!"

"However, they are not satisfied yet! No! It seems that they want to take our lives as well!"

"Konoha has never treated us as family, but as cattle and sheep to be slaughtered at will!"

"Uchiha Shisui did not die on the battlefield, he died at the hands of Shimura Danzo and his men!"

At the edge of the crowd, Uchiha Itachi, wearing the armor of the Anbu, looked at Kayn with cold eyes. "Shisui committed suicide. He chose to commit suicide for the sake of Konoha's peace."

Uchiha Itachi was extremely angry.

"But you and that old fool violated Shisui's will, trying to start a war again!"

Well, his anger was a bit justified. In his eyes, as someone who saw what actually happened, both Setsuna and Kayn are spouting nothing but nonsense regarding Shisui's death to further instigate the masses.

"I have to report this immediately."

Uchiha Itachi disappeared on the spot.

Kayn did not notice Itachi's departure.

Well, it doesn't really matter. Because Elder Setsuna noticed Itachi for him.

A deep sadness welled up in his heart.

He cannot really understand why Uchiha Itachi chose to betray his family.

In any case, on the podium, Kayn kept speaking indignantly without pause.

"Shisui's death is a reminder to our clan members who died in the war... Did they really die in the war? Perhaps, they also got killed by 'our own people' as well?"

"Have their eyes also become trophies for others!?"

This sentence was like a thorn.

At this moment, everyone felt like cold water got splashed onto them, waking them up from a long slumber!