"If something like this existed, it would definitely be recorded in the history of the Ezerlan Continent. If you two burn this place down with a single fire, then the two of you will become sinners of history," Uchiha Madara said.
"You wouldn't want your title of Eagle of Winter to turn into something future generations would spit on, would you?" Uchiha Madara said to Belaque with a smile.
Uchiha Madara knew that if he put it this way, Carter Binda would definitely stop, because this man valued his reputation greatly.
Moreover, Carter Binda took immense pride in his title of Eagle of Winter. He certainly would not allow that title to be tarnished.
After hearing Uchiha Madara's words, Carter Binda said, "Then let's think of another way. To me, the name Eagle of Winter of Winterfort is more important than my own life."
"What other way is there? Other than this, all we can do is keep walking slowly on our own," Belaque said.
Belaque looked helplessly ahead. "Who knows how long we'll have to walk before this ends?"
"You're getting on in years. Walking a little more won't hurt you—just treat it as exercise," Carter Binda said to Belaque with a smile. "Auntie, if you get tired and don't want to walk, I'll carry you."
"These few steps are nothing to me. On the Ezerlan Continent, aside from Xing En, I doubt anyone has traveled more roads than I have," Belaque said.
Carter Binda looked up at the sky. The sun overhead still shone high above, exactly as it had when the three of them first arrived.
It was as if time did not exist at all in this forest. Yet Carter Binda also felt that the temperature here was pleasant, without the scorching sensation sunlight usually brought.