"That was because of the wind direction. The direction in which this tree's branches were swaying was different from the direction the wind was blowing. In other words, it had a direction of its own," Carter Binda said.
"Different?" Belaque examined the large tree ahead carefully, but he could not see anything unusual. The tree was not moving at all.
"I don't feel anything different. Is there something wrong with you?" Belaque asked Carter Binda with a smile.
"Even if something were wrong with me, it couldn't be wrong all the time, could it?" Carter Binda said helplessly. "I can stake my reputation on it—there is definitely something wrong with the tree in front of us."
"Carter Binda is right. Our path has been completely cut off here, and there are no signs of anyone having walked ahead. Clearly, this tree is blocking our way forward," Uchiha Madara said.
"And I can genuinely smell blood coming from this tree," Uchiha Madara said.
"That's what I'm saying. How could there possibly be such a warm, springlike forest with such pleasant temperatures beneath a lake? This is obviously a trap," Carter Binda said.
"And I think the purpose of this trap is to take away people who are especially proud at heart," Carter Binda said.
"Quit talking nonsense. What do you mean, especially proud at heart? You're probably the only person like that," Belaque said speechlessly.
"The three of us are short on time. If something is blocking the way ahead, then we can just clear the obstacle," Belaque said.
"For this sort of manual labor, you two old men should take a break. Let the young people carve out the path from here on," Carter Binda said.
"It would be best not to act rashly. If we can go around, then