"You've got quite an interesting question there." Belaque smiled at Uchiha Madara. "You're right—they really can't get drunk. They're universally acknowledged across the Elzeran Continent as the race with the best alcohol tolerance."
"That can't even be called alcohol tolerance anymore. It's practically cheating." Uchiha Madara smiled. "Then which race is acknowledged as having the worst tolerance?"
"The elves. Those elves never drink." Belaque said. "What a completely joyless race. Even Night Elves drink."
"So there are still some differences between the two races." Uchiha Madara said.
"There are tons of differences. Although they originated from the same place and have many similarities, when it comes to their lifestyles, they're practically two entirely different races." Belaque said.
"I've drunk with Xing En of the Night Elves before. That man's alcohol tolerance doesn't lose to us Dwarves at all." Belaque said.
"You two actually know each other? You're people who couldn't be more unrelated." Uchiha Madara said speechlessly.
"They may seem completely unrelated, but think about it. Although the Elzeran Continent is huge, there are only so many people who can make a name for themselves on it." Belaque said.
"And every four years now, there's the inter-racial friendship tournament. Those famous people basically all know one another. They might not be close, but they all have some understanding of each other." Belaque said.
"But what does that have to do with you?" Uchiha Madara looked at Belaque. "A thief like you is supposed to keep a low profile, isn't he? You couldn't exactly go around telling everyone that you're Belaque, the Shadowless Thief."
"That's because I took part in the racial tournament too." Belaque said with a smile.
"You were just a child. You shouldn't even have been old enough to register." Uchiha Madara said, looking at Belaque.
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