Uchiha Madara was indeed a little anxious now. After everything that had happened along the way, he had never expected to run into so many complications. He had originally thought he would reach Winterfort without a hitch.
Even if there had been any issues, he had expected them to be nothing more than simple resupply stops. He had never imagined something like this would happen.
Winterfort was no longer far away, but Uchiha Madara was still worried that something unpleasant might happen before they got there.
Belaque put on the clothes the little boy's father had given her and immediately felt much warmer.
By then, the Blue-Feathered Griffin had finished drinking. The two climbed onto its back, preparing to take off.
"Don't sit so close to me, you pervert," Belaque said to Uchiha Madara. "I really didn't expect a man your age to still be trying to take advantage of a young girl."
"What choice do I have?" Uchiha Madara said helplessly. "There's only so much room on the Blue-Feathered Griffin's back. It's not like I can sit on its tail."
"You should at least have some basic decency. I may be a little older, but I'm still an unmarried maiden," Belaque said.
"Someone like you can't be called an unmarried maiden anymore. At your age, you should be called an unmarried old granny," Uchiha Madara said.
"What did you say? Get off right now! This is my Blue-Feathered Griffin. If you've got the ability, go find one of your own," Belaque said.
"We've already come this far, so let's not start another argument. We're both old enough that if we still quarrel like children, aren't we afraid people will laugh at us?" Uchiha Madara said.
"I'm not afraid. I look young, anyway. If you're not embarrassed to say that,