Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 4818 (Four Thousand Eight Hundred and Eighteen)

"He told me to stop guessing... because I don't understand." said the man.

"What language is this spoken in?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It was spoken in... the language of that world." The man said, "It was spoken in the language of that world... that I can understand."

"Do you know what he is talking about?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I feel like... he knows what I was guessing he was talking about, so... just say it that way." the man said.

"After he said this, did you speak?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Yes,” the man said, “I asked him what he said… I didn’t express anger when I asked him, to prevent him from doing something that would be successful because of my anger.”

The Gray Hand asked, "Did he answer you?"

"I answered." The man said, "He said I couldn't understand it at all... forget it... He also said that it was simply not something an ordinary person like me could understand, not to mention... I am not only an ordinary person... but also... I am a stupid person among ordinary people."

The Gray Hand asked, "What do you think he meant by that?"

"I feel like... he's like he was saying what he said before... was a spell." said the man.

The Gray Hand asked, "Did you feel like it?"

"After I heard what he said, I... felt that they were very similar." said the man.

"Have you ever heard someone chant a spell before?" the Gray Hand Man asked. "Yes," the man said, "and it was for... for me."

"Do you have a deep memory of the spell?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes." The man said, "I went to see that magician that time... and he... he recited a spell for me."

As he said this, the fear in that person's eyes increased again.

The Gray Hand Man knew that the incident with his father that he had seen someone who could cast spells happened in the real world, and that the incident also happened in the real world. The Gray Hand Man felt that if he continued to talk about this topic, the other party might once again fall into a state of being unable to communicate normally because of thinking about some things in the real world.

So, in order to continue asking, the Gray Hands quickly changed the subject and asked the man, "What happened next?"

"Then I thought about it... and I felt that he was not chanting a spell." said the man.

"Why do you feel so?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Thinking about it now, my thoughts at the time... didn't make any sense." The man said, "At the time, because... because his nails were blue... he was a blue-armored man... I thought... blue-armored people were so stupid that none of them could cast spells. In my impression, only people who knew magic could cast spells... and blue-armored people were so stupid... it didn't seem like they could learn magic."

"You thought at the time that the other party couldn't cast the spell, but later you no longer thought so?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes, I soon stopped thinking so." The man said, "Because... I remembered that I was in another world... That world is different from the real world. The other party is not an ordinary blue-armored man at all. He can do... do many things I can't imagine... I have already seen some of them."

"Even though you have seen blue-armored people in that world who can do things you can't imagine, at that moment you quickly realized that blue-armored people are unlikely to be able to learn spells." said the gray-handed man.

(End of this chapter)