Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5019 (Five Thousand and Nineteen) Long-term

"What did that man say to you when you were not imagining it?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"The man said...try hard...let me try hard to imagine." said the man.

"Were you still trying to imagine?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"Yes, but... when I couldn't imagine anything, I thought of something else, about the difficulty of the matter itself, so that... in this way he would know where my difficulties lie." said the man.

"What are you thinking about?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"I think... this requires imagining that people generally believe that bullying shouldn't exist... and... I also need to imagine myself living in this kind of environment for a long time... Then I first need to be able to imagine that this kind of environment exists for a long time, and this... this is already too difficult." The man said.

The brown-handed man asked, "After he knew your thoughts, did he tell you anything?"

"Yes," the man said, "He asked me if I thought this kind of environment would be difficult to sustain for a long time."

The brown-handed man asked, "What did you answer in your heart?"

"I said in my heart... yes." said the man.

"Where is he?" the brown-handed man asked again.

“He asked me why,” the man said.

"What's your answer in your mind?" asked the brown-handed man.

“I think to myself…some people…some people always want to oppress others,” the man said.

"And then?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"He asked me who I was." said the man.

"What's on your mind?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"I immediately thought of those who oppressed me in the past," the man said.

The man with brown hands said: "What did you think of?" "At that time, I thought of the face of that kind of person... when he bullied me... I don't believe that kind of person... can believe for a long time that bullying shouldn't exist." The man said.

The brown-handed man asked, "How does the man who knows magic react at this time?"

"He said... to let me try to imagine other people, people who hadn't bullied me," the man said.

The brown-handed man asked, "Is it difficult for you to imagine?"

"It's still a bit difficult." said the man.

"What's the reason?" asked the man with brown hands.

"I just feel that those people... can't think that way for a long time." The man said, "Because... because those people are usually oppressed... are oppressed... and oppression exists. They have been living in an environment where oppression exists for a long time. How can we make them believe for a long time that... oppression should not exist?" the man said.

The Brown Hand asked, "What did the man who cast the spell on you do next?"

"He said... long-term doesn't mean permanently... it just means... a relatively long period of time." said the man.

"What are you thinking about?" asked the man with brown hands.

"I thought at the time... I never thought that there was a group of people who could always and universally believe that oppression should not exist," said the man.

"What did that person say after he understood your thoughts?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"He told me to try to imagine... a slightly longer period of time. If it's too difficult to imagine it being too long, then... shorten the time," the man said.

The brown-handed man asked again, "Did you try hard to imagine again this time?"

"Yes, I tried to imagine it," the man replied.

The brown-handed man asked, "Have you imagined it?"

"I imagined it, but... but it didn't last long."

(End of this chapter)