As Yefire spoke sentence after sentence—
Jiraiya was stunned.
Everyone outside the screen was stunned.
Knowledge changes fate!
At this moment, the weight of those words was no less than a meteor crashing down before them.
"I agree with what Yefire said."
Tobirama Senju spoke in a deep voice.
"That's precisely why I established the Ninja Academy."
"Without a structured system of education, a village has no future."
"And we would never have produced so many outstanding shinobi."
"I agree as well."
Onoki nodded.
"We followed Konoha's example when we established our own academy."
"He's only eight years old… and he already understands this much?"
Fourth Raikage muttered.
Hashirama smiled faintly.
"When he says 'knowledge changes fate,' I doubt he's only referring to ninjutsu."
"And Tobirama… those six words—you wouldn't have been able to summarize them like that."
Tobirama gave a rare nod.
"That's true, brother. I can't compare."
"But at least… I'm still better than Nagato in this regard."
"Mm, that much is true."
Hashirama laughed.
"Nagato doesn't possess this level of ideological depth."
Tsunade frowned slightly.
"…The Land of Fire does have schools for civilians… right?"
"…Do we have them in the Land of Water?"
Mei Terumi asked uncertainly.
"Hey, Kurotsuchi—do we have them in the Land of Earth?"
Onoki turned his head.
The Fourth Raikage fell silent.
"…Schools…"
Gaara murmured softly.
At that moment—
All Five Kage collectively froze.
Whether civilian education even existed in their nations—
They didn't know.
Because it had never mattered to them.
It wasn't village business.
And civilians…
Had never been their concern.
[On the screen]
Jiraiya finally regained focus.
Then he asked the question that everyone wanted to ask.
"Does it really matter… whether they go to school or not?"
Yefire's expression turned cold.
He glanced at Jiraiya.
Just one glance—
And Jiraiya instinctively lowered his head.
"No wonder this world has never achieved peace!"
Yefire's voice carried suppressed anger.
"Let me tell you this—"
"Even though the world is controlled by a minority…"
"Never treat the majority like fools!"
"They are the foundation of society!"
"Whoever wins them—wins the world!"
"And if they truly desire peace—"
"No one can stop them!!!"
Jiraiya lowered his head completely.
Bowing ninety degrees, his face filled with shame.
"Yefire-sensei… please teach me."
"Shinobi are only a tiny fraction of this world."
Yefire said calmly.
"Konoha, as one of the Five Great Nations, has at most around ten thousand shinobi."
"Iwagakure might have slightly more."
"And if you gather the rest together—"
"At most, there are around eighty thousand shinobi in the entire world."
"Do you really think only these eighty thousand want peace?"
"What about everyone else?"
"A single nation has tens of millions of people."
"Five great nations, plus smaller ones, remote regions, hidden settlements—"
"This world has over a hundred million people!"
"Over a hundred million!"
"And shinobi don't even make up a fraction of that!"
"So tell me—"
"Isn't that a minority?"
"Then here's the real question."
"Why is it that this minority constantly desires peace…"
"Yet can never achieve it?"
"Because shinobi are tools of the system!"
"And because they have never united the majority!"
"Worse still—"
"Because of their small numbers, shinobi stand above others."
"That only makes the divide even worse."
"So when shinobi talk about peace—"
"It's nothing but a joke!"
"Yes, truth may be held by a minority…"
"But only when supported by the majority…"
"Can it spark revolution—"
"And bring true peace to the world!"
"An individual may be weak."
"A shinobi can fight a hundred alone."
"A powerful shinobi might rival ten thousand."
"But when the masses unite—"
"Their strength becomes unstoppable!"
"Jiraiya—remember this."
Yefire's voice was steady, resolute.
"Peace is never one-sided."
"And revolution—"
"Is the victory of uniting the majority!"
Jiraiya stood frozen.
His mind was blank.
These words—
Were like thunder exploding in his soul.
All his life, he had experienced the privilege of being a shinobi.
But never—
Had he truly understood civilians.
Now he finally realized—
How terrifying their collective strength could be.
"Yefire-sensei…"
"What you've said… is absolutely correct."
"I've learned so much."
"Perhaps…"
"You are the true Child of Prophecy."
"The one destined to bring peace to this world."
"You are a born leader."
"With vision and thought that surpass everything."
Jiraiya spoke with complete sincerity.
But those words—
Barely stirred anything in Yefire's heart.
Except for one thing—
That he fundamentally disagreed with.
"I am not a Child of Prophecy."
"If you speak of fate—there are only two outcomes."
"Either you accept it…"
"Or you defy it."
"So if you truly want revolution—"
"You must be a materialist."
"Believing in anything else…"
"Will only cloud your judgment."
Jiraiya had never encountered—
A soul this powerful.
A mind that could see through everything.
He accepted it.
Wholeheartedly.
And at the same time—
The entire world—
The entire chat—
Had already exploded.
Not just slightly—
But like countless explosive tags detonating all at once.