"But..."
Estelle wanted to say something more, but Uchiha Madara immediately covered her mouth!
"Hm? You two... care this much about a matter of national importance? Could it be..."
"I see. I never expected that, at such a young age, you'd already become bracers!"
General Morgan truly was a seasoned veteran who had seen countless battles. He understood people's hearts with perfect clarity! From Estelle's anxious desire for information alone, he had deduced that they were bracers!
Ordinary civilians, upon encountering soldiers, would generally be so frightened that they trembled, scarcely daring to breathe or move. Especially when facing an important figure like General Morgan, they should have been stammering over every word. Only bracers would be so intent on extracting information from him—and even after obtaining some, remain unsatisfied and want more! This was practically an occupational habit of bracers. Though General Morgan disliked bracers, he had dealt with who knew how many of them and knew their ways inside out!
However, his dissatisfaction with bracers had always remained: "Since you're bracers, then you should know that I, Morgan, don't cooperate with bracers! You two, get out!"
They had been turned away. Estelle's small mistake had thwarted their hopes of obtaining more information from General Morgan.
Estelle apologized helplessly to Uchiha Madara. "Sorry, Joshua. I... I only understand now. I really am too immature..."
"It's all right, Estelle. Everyone needs to grow little by little like this, don't they?" Uchiha Madara smiled as he looked into Estelle's eyes. Her slightly melancholy gaze captivated him as well.
"But... but why did you grow up so quickly? Why am I so slow? Could it be that I really'm not suited to being a bracer?" Estelle suddenly changed the subject, beginning to doubt her life choices.
Uchiha Madara smiled. "Not at all.