"Though I've never been to Winterfort either, I've got plenty of life experience. At my age, every word I say is wisdom," Belaque said.
"And we might not be able to buy anything by noon tomorrow, either." Uchiha Madara said speechlessly, "No merchants in Red Rock City are open for business anymore. Because of the monster siege these past few days, not a single shop will be open. Even if we want to buy something, we won't be able to."
"Then we'll wait another two days." Belaque said indifferently, "We're riding Drakes anyway, so we can save quite a bit of time."
"Why are you not worried at all?" Uchiha Madara said helplessly. "You have a mission too, don't you? Didn't the Hunter Association send you to Winterfort to deliver a letter? Delivering a letter is time-sensitive, of course. The sooner, the better. How can you sit still with that kind of attitude?"
"Young man." Belaque smiled at Uchiha Madara. "Though I'm a little short, I'm certainly old enough to call you a young man. Since they already gave me a time limit, why should I arrive early?"
"What if I get there early, and the people above see how fast I am? Then every letter headed for Winterfort will be handed to me from then on." Belaque smiled at Uchiha Madara.
Uchiha Madara understood what Belaque meant and smiled. "Now I understand. So it's not that you're lazy. You want to solve the problem once and for all—waste a little time comfortably, and then no one will hand troublesome work to you anymore. You really are a smart man."
"That's why old people are wise. We're both wise people, so you understand what I mean, right?" Belaque said with a smile. "Don't go helping the Night Elf Queen look