"There was another possibility: the letter could be from the lord of Eternal Sun Royal City insulting the lord of Winterfort. Maybe the whole letter was nothing but curse words," Belaque said.
"By then, forget good food and drink—we might not even be alive anymore," Belaque said helplessly.
"Don't worry about that. There's no way that would happen. I've never heard of someone specifically writing a letter and having it delivered just to insult another person," Uchiha Madara said.
"And they're both highly respected people, not children. Who would do something like that?" Uchiha Madara said.
Belaque climbed helplessly onto the Blue-Feathered Griffin and looked at Uchiha Madara. "Just thinking about having to be this close to you is troublesome."
Uchiha Madara said helplessly, "I don't want to either, but there's nothing we can do. We're dependent on each other now, so don't fuss over it."
"Men and women should keep their distance. I'm an unmarried young woman, yet now I have to ride the same griffin as you. If word gets out, my reputation across the entire Ezerlan Continent will be ruined," Belaque said.
"You never had much of a good reputation to begin with. Besides, in an environment like this, if you don't say anything and I don't say anything, no one will know," Uchiha Madara said.
"I'm worried you'll blab about it after we get out, you big mouth." Belaque looked at Uchiha Madara.
"How could I possibly blab? And when have I ever been a big mouth?" Uchiha Madara said helplessly. "You're the one who loses control after drinking a little and spills everything. You'll say anything that comes to mind."
"Get on. We just need to hold on a little longer, and in a few days, we'll be completely free," Belaque said.
"Don't look so