Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 4911 (Four Thousand Nine Hundred Eleven) Showing Weakness

The Gray Hand asked, "What did you say?"

"I said... I said I'm not shameful." The man said, "I said he... he's a blue-armored animal and he can't irritate me at all."

"Do you really think so?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"No... Actually, I... feel like I've been stimulated by blue-armored animals in some strange places... like the Dark Realm. In that world, I... I've been stimulated by this blue-armored animal before." said the man.

"When you say this, aren't you worried that the other party will know what you are thinking?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Don't worry." said the man.

"Aren't you afraid that your answer will be in line with his opinion again?" asked the man with gray hands.

“Not afraid!” the man said, “At that time… I was weird, that is… even if I thought that what I said might be in line with his meaning, I still… had to say it… I felt that if I didn’t say it, I… I might suffocate to death. I couldn’t show weakness in front of him… that blue-armored man… No matter what he did, I was… not afraid… I was not afraid of anything!”

The Gray Hand asked, "What was his reaction at this time?"

"He...he said...I don't think so in my heart, and he already knows it." The man said, "He said he knows me very well...I think I have been provoked by this blue-armored man, but...I can't give in...but he insists that he can't provoke me at all."

The Gray Hand asked again, "He said what you were thinking. Did you refute him?"

"I have refuted it." The man said, "At this time, I... I have to refute it no matter what! I told him... just because he is a blue-armored animal, he can't irritate me... it just can't irritate me... He can say whatever he wants... it's not irritation... it's just... it's just that he, an unfortunate animal who has been irritated, thinks that others are as easily irritated as he is."

The man with gray hands said: "What happened after he heard it?" "He asked me again... asked me... if I put him aside, do I think it is shameful for a person... for a person to have suffered a stimulus in his life, and is it shameful for a person to be 'unlucky'?" the man said.

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

"I didn't want to answer him." The man said, "So I didn't answer him, but asked him if he felt the same way."

"Did he answer you?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"He said he didn't think so. He said... he said... thinking that it's shameful for a person to have been stimulated is shameful in itself." The man said, "He also said... it's not shameful for a person to be unlucky, but the thought that 'unlucky' is shameful is shameful."

The Gray Hand asked, "Did you agree with what he said at that time?"

The man said, "At that time... I actually thought of something else. But... But I told myself that I could not agree with him no matter what. That was... That was the idea of ​​this blue-armored animal. If I... If I expressed my agreement, I... I would give in."

"Do you actually have a tendency to agree with this?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"No," the man said, "I just...thought of something else, that's all."

"What did you think of?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

(End of this chapter)