"You two are both influential figures on the Elzeran Continent, yet you came up with such lousy names. It really makes you seem terribly uncultured," Uchiha Madara said to Belaque and Carter Binda with a smile.
"Does Uncle have any good suggestions?" Carter Binda asked, looking at Uchiha Madara.
Uchiha Madara was speechless inside. He had come here for the Magic Stone, yet the biggest issue that had arisen so far was the two of them naming things. It really made him feel like all his fighting spirit had drained away.
"What good names would I have? I just hope the two of you can honestly focus on helping me find the Magic Stone, all right? How much time have we already wasted here?" Uchiha Madara said.
Uchiha Madara was right. The three of them had left Winterfort after lunch, and after walking through the forest for so long, it was already quite late. Yet they still had not even caught sight of the Magic Stone.
The three of them were now slowly making their way along the edge of the black forest. Faced with such a bizarre forest, none of them considered entering it directly. They still needed to look for another path.
"We've been in this forest for quite a while now, but haven't you noticed that time seems a little different in here?" Belaque was the first to notice the problem.
"If we set out at noon, then although we haven't kept exact track of the time, we've traveled a long way by feel alone. It should be close to sunset by now, shouldn't it? But look at this forest—it's still bright and sunny," Belaque said.
"Is time inside the forest different from the outside world?" Uchiha Madara thought for a moment before saying, "If that's really