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Chapter 17 The Truth Behind the Nine-Tailed Fox's Chaos, Village-wide Live Broadcast Preview

Deep within the root base.

This place is located underground in Konoha, where sunlight never shines.

A solitary cell, its iron bars covered with sealing symbols.

Danzo Shimura sat on the stone bed.

His already unsightly face became even more unbearable to look at.

His chin was wrapped in thick bandages, which the medical team had barely managed to reattach after Roy crushed it with a gravitational field.

Because of a fractured jawbone, he is currently unable to speak and can only survive on intravenous fluids.

Two ANBU members stood outside the door; they were also guards sent by Hiruzen Sarutobi.

Danzo closed his eyes and sensed the steady flow of chakra within the two ANBU members.

They were vigilant, but that was all.

Hiruzen Sarutobi is too naive.

Did they think that by imprisoning Danzo here, they could sever his control over the Root?

The root is not the dark area.

The ninjas of Root all bear the mark of the Root of Tongue Disaster.

Their lives, will, and everything else belong to Danzo.

As long as Danzo is alive, the Root organization will only obey his orders.

A small black insect crawled in from the crack in the floor; it was a parasitic insect of the Aburame clan.

The insect crawled onto the stone bed and landed on Danzo's hand.

It is so tiny that it is impossible to spot unless you look closely.

Danzo opened his eyes.

A cold glint flashed in his one eye.

He gestured on the stone bed with his good left hand, his fingers still damp.

The insects crawled along the water stains, seemingly making a record of something.

After a moment, Danzo stopped what he was doing.

The insect flapped its wings, flew away from the back of my hand, and disappeared into the shadows in the corner of the wall.

A few minutes later, the floor in the corner of the cell suddenly moved.

A small white snake emerged; it was only as thick as a finger.

Danzo extended his hand.

The white snake slithered along his arm and finally stopped in his palm.

It opened its mouth and spat out a tiny scroll.

Danzo didn't see the scroll; it was probably Orochimaru's way of contacting him.

Although Orochimaru is dangerous, he can be very useful at times.

Danzo bit his finger and quickly wrote a line of bloody words on the back of the scroll.

"Konoha's variable, the Illusionary Dojo, Roy. Ability unknown, suspected to be space-time and rule-based. Come quickly!"

After finishing writing, Danzo put the scroll back into the snake's mouth.

The white snake swallowed the scroll and burrowed back into the soil.

Danzo leaned back against the wall.

Hiruzen Sarutobi wanted to quell the situation by placing the villagers under house arrest and let time fade their memories.

dream!

That shop owner named Roy must die.

Since Root can't deal with him, let Orochimaru handle it.

"Orochimaru, haven't you always been pursuing eternal truth?" Danzo sneered inwardly. "A shopkeeper who can manipulate rules and play with space and time at will—that's a more delicious ingredient than the Sharingan. Can you... resist coming?"

The situation will become chaotic if Orochimaru attacks Konoha.

Chaos creates opportunity.

If things get chaotic, Konoha will need to resort to ruthless measures.

At that time, that weak old man Hiruzen Sarutobi will have to beg him to come out of seclusion.

Danzo closed his eyes, waiting for the moment of chaos to arrive.

Three days later, at the Illusionary Dojo.

Business remains booming.

Roy sat behind the counter, counting his earnings for the day.

The ninjutsu library has expanded to an astonishing extent.

There are over 300 C-rank ninjutsu, 80 B-rank ninjutsu, 12 A-rank ninjutsu, and even a few S-rank forbidden techniques.

Without a doubt, the S-grade items are the best of the best, the most treasured items, that the patriarchs of several large families contributed in order to obtain the Supreme VIP cards.

If Roy were to step outside the shop now, his ninjutsu reserves alone would be enough to easily defeat an average Jonin.

"Boss."

A childish voice rang out, and Roy stopped what he was doing.

The ninjas in line all turned to look; a blond child was standing at the entrance.

Naruto Uzumaki.

He was still wearing his signature orange jacket, which was covered in dust and grass clippings.

Several bandages were on his face, marks left from his intense training over the past few days.

He didn't shout as usual, nor did he bring Uchiha Sasuke, who always had a stern face.

Naruto arrived alone and walked to the counter.

He wasn't very tall; he had to stand on tiptoe to see Roy behind the counter.

A green frog wallet was slapped on the table; the wallet was flat and looked very light.

"I want to enter the dungeon."

Naruto's voice was very soft, and he seemed a little embarrassed.

Roy glanced at his wallet; it contained only a few hundred taels of silver.

That's all of Naruto's living expenses for the month, not even enough to buy the cheapest trial card.

The surrounding ninjas began to whisper among themselves.

"It's that fox spirit..."

"I heard that Lord Danzo stepped down because he wanted to kill him."

"Shh, keep your voice down. This kid's the center of attention right now."

Naruto ignored the stares around him and stared intently at Roy.

He has been going through a lot of hardship these past few days.

Ever since that night when the whole village watched the live broadcast, the way the villagers looked at him changed.

Sympathy, fear, and curiosity—a complex mix of emotions almost overwhelmed me.

Everyone is talking about Danzo's words.

"Nine-Tails Jinchuriki".

"Sacrifice."

Naruto went to see the Third Hokage.

The door to the Hokage's office was tightly shut.

The Anbu stopped him, saying that the Hokage was too busy with official duties to receive guests.

He went to ask Iruka, but Iruka just hugged him and cried, unable to explain why.

No one told him the truth; everyone kept it from him.

"Big brother."

Naruto gripped the edge of the counter, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"Big brother... I don't need to become strong enough to defeat anyone."

"I just want to know what Danzo meant by 'sacrifice.' I just want to know...whether someone like me really shouldn't have been born into this world?"

"I want to know who my parents are?"

A barrage of questions came out like a machine gun.

Roy looked at Naruto.

This former protagonist always used a smile to hide his pain.

But now, the disguise has been torn off, and Danzo's words have become the fuse.

Naruto didn't want to be a fool anymore.

"Not enough money."

Roy tapped the frog wallet.

Naruto was stunned for a moment.

He lowered his head, biting his lip. He didn't have enough money, but that was all he had.

"I can write you an IOU!" Naruto said eagerly. "I'll pay you back after I complete a mission and earn money! Ten times... no, a hundred times!"

"I don't want money."

Roy pushed the frog wallet back.

"Put away your allowance and save it to buy instant noodles."

The light in Naruto's eyes dimmed.

"but."

Roy then changed the subject.

"I can grant you a privilege."

Roy stood up and walked to the center of the hall.

There is a huge holographic screen here, on which promotional videos for various dungeons are playing on a loop.

Roy typed a series of commands into the console, and a huge poster appeared with a blood-red moon as its background.

A gigantic nine-tailed fox roared under the moon, its nine tails blotting out the sky.

Two figures stood at the fox demon's feet.

A blond man, with his back to the screen, is wearing a white holy robe with the words "Fourth Hokage" written on it.

A red-haired woman, holding a newborn baby, her face covered in tears.

In the shadows, there was a man wearing a swirling mask, revealing a scarlet Sharingan.

[New dungeon coming soon]

The large characters on the screen stood out prominently.

The Nine-Tailed Fox's Rebellion: The Bloodstained Truth

[Special appearances: Minato Namikaze, Kushina Uzumaki.]

Premiere time: Tomorrow at noon.

The store instantly erupted in chaos.

"The Fourth Hokage?!"

"The truth behind the Nine-Tails' rampage?"

"My God, this is the village's top secret!"

"Who is that red-haired woman? She looks kind of familiar."

The ninjas jumped up in excitement.

The Nine-Tails' rampage is a permanent pain for Konoha.

The fourth generation was killed in battle, the Nine-Tails was sealed away, and the village suffered heavy losses.

The higher-ups have remained tight-lipped about the details of that night.

Now, this store is actually going to reveal that history?

Naruto stared blankly at the screen, at the blond man's back, the red-haired woman, and the baby.

The moment he saw the red-haired woman, a feeling of blood connection stirred something within him.

That is……

His intuition told him that they were his parents, and tears streamed down his face.

Naruto covered his mouth, trying not to cry out loud.

It turns out he wasn't an unwanted child; his father was a hero, and his mother was so beautiful.

"Is that... my dad?" Naruto pointed at the screen, his voice trembling slightly.

"Go in and see for yourself."

Roy walked back to Naruto's side, squatted down, and lined up with Naruto at eye level.

"In this play, you are the protagonist, and also the only audience member."

Roy reached out and patted Naruto's head.

"Go back and get a good night's sleep."

"Bring enough chakra tomorrow."

Everyone present could hear Roy and Naruto's words clearly.

"I want the whole village to see this."

"They've bullied orphans for years and cursed fox spirits for years. Whose son are they, really?"

Roy stood up and glanced at everyone in the store.

The ninjas who had been whispering all fell silent after seeing Roy's gaze.

They saw in the young shop owner's eyes a madness that seemed capable of tearing a hole in the sky.

"The whole village will be live-streaming tomorrow at noon."

Roy told him to leave.

"Close the door now."

Outside the dojo, Uchiha Fugaku stood with his hands behind his back.

He watched Naruto's small, thin figure disappear around the street corner, then turned back to look at the awe-inspiring poster.

"Clan leader..." Uchiha Yatsuho exclaimed excitedly, "Tomorrow, should we...?"

"You don't need to do anything."

Fugaku interrupted him.

"We just need to maintain order. Tomorrow is the day that shop owner seeks justice for the Fourth Hokage, and it will also be the beginning of the collapse of Konoha's old order."

"Pass down the order: all Uchiha members must be on high alert tomorrow. Anyone who dares to cause trouble at this time will be killed without exception."

In the Hokage Building, Hiruzen Sarutobi looked at the images in the crystal ball.

The huge poster clearly shows the names of Minato Namikaze and Kushina Uzumaki.

He swept the crystal ball to the ground, where it shattered into pieces.

"madman……"

Hiruzen Sarutobi slumped into a chair.

My hands are shaking; this time they're really shaking.

If Danzo's actions only damaged his prestige...

The revelation of the truth behind the Nine-Tailed Fox's rampage will completely destroy his legitimacy to rule.

The Fourth Hokage sacrificed himself for the village.

The fourth generation's son suffered scorn in the village, drank expired milk, and was called a fox demon.

As the Third Hokage, he inherited the legacy of the Fourth Hokage, yet he couldn't even take care of the Fourth Hokage's orphaned children.

This is not only a breach of faith and a dereliction of duty, but also a desecration of heroes.

Once the live stream starts tomorrow.

The villagers' rage will burn the Hokage Building to ashes.

"Stop him..."

Hiruzen Sarutobi muttered to himself.

"We must stop him..."

But how can we stop it?

Danzo's fate is still fresh in everyone's mind; that shopkeeper possessed absolute martial prowess.

Moreover, the Uchiha clan is currently guarding the store entrance, acting as free bodyguards.

A direct assault is impossible.

Negotiation? The other party is clearly not short of money or power.

Hiruzen Sarutobi felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

He looked out the window.

The setting sun shines on the Hokage Rock, where the Fourth Hokage's portrait still looks young, with a resolute gaze.

"Minato... I've finally become a despicable old man."

Hiruzen Sarutobi closed his eyes.

"What should I do?"

No one answered him.

This time, no one can remain uninvolved.