Naruto: I Am Uchiha Madara

A pale white, exceedingly sharp wind blade was flung out by Uchiha Madara. However, this decapitating strike wasn't aimed at Hiruzen Sarutobi or the others.

With several soft squelching sounds, the sharp blade smoothly sliced open the ground. Accompanied by splashes of fresh blood, the strike also effortlessly cleaved several ninjas attempting to sneak past into two!

Hiruzen Sarutobi and the others instantly paled. Even the usually composed Sakumo Hatake's expression changed drastically, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

The individuals Madara had just killed were none other than a few lightly injured ninjas. The three of them had received Sakumo Hatake's covert instructions, intending to sneak beneath the air-raid shelter to inform the three hundred thousand civilians to evacuate quickly.

Sakumo Hatake's idea was sound: get these "603" ordinary civilians away, and Konoha would lose its leverage against Uchiha Madara's threats.

However, he had clearly underestimated Uchiha Madara. The three ninjas sneaking past were discovered instantly by Madara and sliced in two on the spot, blood splattering everywhere.

The atmosphere immediately became incredibly heavy, as if a massive hammer was pressing down on the hearts of the Konoha shinobi. They stared fearfully at Uchiha Madara, not a single person daring to make a sound.

Although Uchiha Madara remained expressionless, everyone could feel the suffocating low pressure emanating from him.

Finally, Uchiha Madara's pair of Rinnegan eyes settled upon the culprit, Sakumo Hatake!

Being stared at by the Rinnegan, even someone with Sakumo Hatake's usually sharp and resolute temperament couldn't help but feel terrified and uneasy.

Hiruzen Sarutobi, meanwhile, was internally cursing Sakumo Hatake's ancestors eighteen generations back! This bastard, acting so rashly! Without even giving me a heads-up, he dared to pull these petty tricks right under my nose! Such a minor ploy might have fooled me, but how could it possibly deceive Uchiha Madara!?

What if Uchiha Madara flies into a rage and starts a massacre?

Cold sweat dripped from Hiruzen Sarutobi's forehead, his dissatisfaction with Sakumo Hatake intensifying.

Amidst the deathly silence, Uchiha Madara stared at Sakumo Hatake and actually revealed a faint smile:

"You fellow, truly audacious! Daring to play tricks right under my nose!? But you are still too young. Let's not even talk about whether these three pieces of trash could have slipped past me. Even if they had, managed to get beneath the air-raid shelter to pass on the message, do you think those three hundred thousand people could have evacuated in time? Would their commotion not have attracted my attention?"

Sakumo Hatake's face turned considerably paler. He finally understood that he had been far too naive.

"If my memory serves me right, you wield a blade, don't you? Your swordsmanship seems quite decent, yes? Well then, as punishment, I'll sever one of your arms!"

As he spoke, Uchiha Madara flicked his right index finger. A wind-style cutting thread instantly extended from his fingertip.

Under Uchiha Madara's control, the wind-style chakra thread instantly wrapped around Sakumo Hatake's right arm. Madara curled his index finger back, and the sharp chakra thread immediately severed Sakumo Hatake's right arm!

Splurt! Fresh blood spurted everywhere. Sakumo Hatake's right arm fell limply to the ground.

Sakumo Hatake's face was deathly pale as he clutched his right shoulder. Blood gushed freely from the stump of his severed arm as if it cost nothing. Despite such a severe injury, Sakumo Hatake didn't even grunt, though his body swayed precariously.

Tsunade immediately rushed forward to bandage Sakumo's arm and stop the bleeding.

Watching the situation unfold, Hiruzen Sarutobi inwardly sighed with relief. With Sakumo Hatake's arm as payment, this incident should be considered over, right?

But evidently, Hiruzen Sarutobi was thinking too optimistically. Konoha's underhanded maneuvering had greatly displeased Uchiha Madara. He slowly stood up, looming over Hiruzen Sarutobi, his tone chilling:

"Hiruzen Sarutobi, I am already very displeased! The Scroll of Seals! Two billion Ryo, sixty million tons of grain, two hundred thousand tons of copper, iron, and precious metals! All land north and west of the Green Cascade Mountain Range! This compensation, not one bit less!

I demand an answer from Konoha right now! Do you agree or not! If you agree, sign! If you disagree, I will eliminate you first, then the Konoha civilians, and finally the Daimyo! I will personally take what I desire!"

Uchiha Madara shoved the ultimatum right in Hiruzen Sarutobi's face, leaving him absolutely no room to maneuver!

Stared down by the pair of Rinnegan, Hiruzen Sarutobi felt as though a mountain was crushing his heart, an unspeakable weight pressing down...

The situation was no longer under his control. Survival or destruction, the choice rested solely upon his decision…

If he refused to sign, Konoha would cease to exist under Uchiha Madara's wrath. This was unacceptable to him!

If he agreed to sign, he, the Third Hokage, by accepting such humiliating and sovereignty-stripping conditions, would inevitably be nailed to Konoha's pillar of shame, bearing infamy for ages to come!

Weighing the options, the choice was agonizing…

Although it seemed so grave, anyone could guess Hiruzen Sarutobi's decision. It was his indulgence from the beginning that allowed the Elder council to emerge in Konoha, leading to his Hokage authority being divided. Weak-willed as Hiruzen Sarutobi was, he didn't possess the kind of integrity that would rather shatter than bend.

As if drained of all strength, Hiruzen Sarutobi seemed utterly listless. Mustering every ounce of his spirit, he said, almost syllable by syllable:

"Fine… Uchiha Madara, on behalf of Konoha, I agree to these terms…"

Upon saying these words, Hiruzen Sarutobi's spirit instantly withered, as if he had aged several decades.

Uchiha Madara's terrifyingly cold aura immediately relaxed. He took a pen from his robes and tossed it onto the table:

"Since you've agreed, then sign! Right, remember to do it like Iwagakure and the Land of Earth – proclaim it throughout the entire ninja world!"

"Yes… I understand…"

Already in a state of reckless abandon, Hiruzen Sarutobi picked up the pen on the table with considerable despondency. On the Konoha ceasefire agreement and war reparations treaty, he signed his name.

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