One couldn’t blame Senya for being cautious.
He was currently dancing on a tightrope; a single misstep would lead to a graveless death.
He had to be careful at every turn and cautious in all matters.
The Uchiha clan had a legacy spanning a thousand years.
Over all those years, who knew if someone else had awakened Kotoamatsukami and recorded it.
“Elder Setsuna, Brother Shisui once told me that his Kotoamatsukami could completely rewrite another person’s will.” Senya spoke in a low voice, recounting the secret past buried alongside Shisui.
“Sarutobi Hiruzen and Shimura Danzo arranged for Brother Shisui and Uchiha Itachi to act as spies, plotting to annihilate our clan.
Brother Shisui didn’t want to see a civil war between the clan and Konoha, so he decided to use Kotoamatsukami to influence Sarutobi Hiruzen, forcing him to order a halt to the war.” Senya wore a sorrowful expression.
Thinking about how he would never again be able to read wonderful novels or drink ice-cold cola, genuine grief welled up in his heart.
With red eyes, he said, “Before taking action, he specifically instructed me that if anything happened to him, I had to find a way to take Kotoamatsukami back from Danzo and stop the outbreak of war.” Hearing this, Uchiha Setsuna was shocked.
He hadn’t expected Shisui’s Kotoamatsukami to be so terrifying.
If he had known earlier, the clan would already be the rulers of Konoha, restoring their former glory!
Feelings of regret and unwillingness gnawed at his heart like a venomous snake.
His current regret was matched only by his hatred for those who had ruined everything.
Sarutobi Hiruzen, Shimura Danzo, and Uchiha Itachi!!
That ungrateful, traitorous wretch!!!
Uchiha Setsuna’s chest heaved violently as he gasped for breath.
His face flushed red, and the veins on his forehead throbbed wildly.
Worried that the elder might literally die of anger, Senya hurriedly said, “Elder Setsuna, please calm down.
It’s not worth ruining your health over someone like Uchiha Itachi.” This posture and tone, if placed in a historical drama, would perfectly fit the image of a sycophantic, manipulative court official.
He had no choice; the two of them were in the same boat.
If Uchiha Setsuna collapsed, Senya would have no choice but to find a way to run for his life.
Uchiha Hikura quickly ran into the house, retrieved some blood pressure medication, and gave it to Uchiha Setsuna.
While a good pep talk might cure mental exhaustion, it could do nothing about the high blood pressure caused by a ‘filial son’ like Uchiha Itachi.
Fortunately, the medication was effective, stabilizing Uchiha Setsuna’s soaring blood pressure.
Uchiha Setsuna gritted his teeth and said, “Uchiha Itachi is truly an ungrateful wretch, just as unreliable as his father!” For Uchiha Setsuna to say such things in front of a junior like Senya, one could only imagine the depth of his resentment.
Sure enough, the only thing more hateful than an invader was a traitor.
“Rest assured, Elder Setsuna, I will make Uchiha Itachi pay in blood.
However, our top priority right now is to find a way to take Shisui’s Mangekyo Sharingan back from Shimura Danzo!” “Although Brother Shisui once told me that his Kotoamatsukami requires a cooldown of several decades after a single use, no one can be certain if Shimura Danzo has already used it.” “Senya, what do you plan to do?” Senya spoke with absolute confidence, “Elder Setsuna, I plan to scheme and lure Shimura Danzo out of the village, then surround and kill him to reclaim Shisui’s Mangekyo Sharingan!” “Oh?” Uchiha Setsuna’s interest was piqued.
“We can record a video of Sarutobi Hiruzen and Shimura Danzo plotting a rebellion and hand it over to the Daimyo.
We’ll use this method to lure Danzo out of the village.” Senya feigned distress.
“But as for how to surround and kill Shimura Danzo, I’ll have to rely on your planning.” “First is the issue of entering and exiting Konoha, and second is the mobilization of personnel.
I’ve thought about it over and over, and only you have the means to do this.” Senya offered a little flattery.
Uchiha Setsuna’s brow relaxed.
Stroking his neat goatee, he said amiably, “That’s simple.
When Konoha’s barrier was set up back in the day, our clan also participated.
Bypassing the barrier to enter and exit Konoha won’t be a problem.” “As long as Danzo leaves Konoha, I will personally lead the clan’s elites to surround and kill him.” Senya looked troubled.
His hesitant demeanor drew Uchiha Setsuna’s displeasure.
“Do you think I’m too old to wield a kunai?” “Elder Setsuna, ten of me combined wouldn’t be enough for you to deal with.
I’m just worried about your safety.” Senya furrowed his brows and explained, “With Brother Shisui’s strength, even if he was ambushed and surrounded by Shimura Danzo and his men, he could have easily retreated.
Yet, he sacrificed himself.” “I suspect Danzo might possess some secret jutsu that grants immunity to death, trading a life for a life to trap and kill Brother Shisui.” Senya’s analysis was well-founded, and Uchiha Setsuna didn’t doubt it.
He was very clear about Uchiha Shisui’s strength.
Even without awakening the Mangekyo Sharingan, he was among the top ranks in Konoha, a village filled with countless elites.
Let alone after awakening the Mangekyo Sharingan!
That was the strongest eye, capable of pacifying a chaotic world!
Uchiha Setsuna lowered his eyelids, as if pondering something.
Senya also remained silent, secretly contemplating his subsequent plans.
After a moment, Uchiha Setsuna exhaled a breath of stale air, formed hand seals, and summoned an ancient scroll.
The scroll wasn’t a standard paper one; it looked like a piece of ancient, weathered brown tree bark.
“This scroll is the true inheritance of our clan.
The foundation accumulated over a thousand years is recorded on it.
Since you’ve awakened the three-tomoe Sharingan, you are qualified to safeguard it.” ‘Safeguard?’ ‘No, no, no.
The Uchiha clan is currently in an incredibly precarious situation.
Carrying this thing around is a recipe for disaster!’ Senya hurriedly stood up and tactfully declined, “Elder Setsuna, how could a junior like me be qualified to safeguard such a precious item?” “I say you are, so you are!” Uchiha Setsuna glared at Senya, forcefully shoving the scroll into his hands.
He stood up and paced around, saying, “No one knows if the clan will survive this tribulation.
I already have one foot in the grave.
I had previously planned to give this to Uchiha Itachi, but I never expected him to be such an ungrateful traitor.” “His father is also a hopeless case.
Among the younger generation of the clan, you’re the only brat with a decent head on your shoulders.
Leaving it with you puts my mind at ease.” Senya was instantly put in a tough spot.
Right now, he just wanted to sing to Uchiha Setsuna: *’Listen to me, thank you, because of you, the four seasons are warmed.’* After all, the older one gets, the shrewder they become.
Even though Senya’s expression remained normal, Setsuna still detected his hidden emotions and gestured, “Open it and take a look.” Senya sighed inwardly.
The contents recorded inside were undoubtedly just the origins of the Uchiha clan, the evolutionary path of the Sharingan, and various ninjutsu and genjutsu.
At most, it would also include the two forbidden jutsu, Izanagi and Izanami.
‘Forget it.
Even without this thing, I’m already on Sarutobi Hiruzen and Shimura Danzo’s blacklist.’ Having it or not made no difference.
Senya consoled himself in his heart, then looked down at the scroll and reached out to unroll it.