Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5145 (five thousand one hundred and forty-five)

"The faces are changing positions?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes... after the positions of those faces... changed... I don't know how much time had passed... something was blocking those people's... faces... and I... couldn't recognize them anymore." said the man.

"What's blocking your face?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Hand." said the man.

"Are they those people's own hands?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I... I don't know." The man said, "At the time I thought... it should be. But now that you ask... I feel it's hard to say."

"Why is it hard to say?" asked the man with gray hands.

“Because… because… actually I feel… there are more than… more than just those few people in the light over there.” said the man.

"Do you think there's anyone else who hasn't shown their face?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Yes.” The man said, “I feel…I feel those people are…in a place I can’t see.”

"But is it still within the reach of the light over there?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Yes.” The man said, “I feel… the light over there… can reach them, but… but I can’t see them… maybe… they are somewhere lower down.”

"Then is the light you see blocked by something?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Maybe… maybe there’s something blocking it.” The man said, “Maybe… maybe I can’t see those people because… there’s something blocking them… but… those people should… be in the light.”

"Did you speak to that face when you saw him?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I have said it." The Gray Hand Man said, "I will ask this person... who he is."

"Answer?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"No answer at all." The man said. "What happened then?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Then I…saw…other faces appear in the light,” the man said.

"The faces changed positions?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes, constantly...changing positions," the man said again.

"You can't tell which one is the previous one at this time, right?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes... I can't tell them apart anymore." The man said, "Those people only showed their faces at the time... and... those faces... seemed... the same."

The Gray Hand asked again: "What happened next?"

"I heard one of them...seemingly talking to himself." said the man.

"What did you say?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I... can't hear it clearly, but... but it seems like it was 'spring shadow', 'shadow of spring'... alternating like that." The man replied.

"Sometimes you say 'spring shadow', and sometimes you say 'shadow of spring'?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Yes." The man said, "First he said 'spring shadow'... and then... it was quite strange, he was clearly talking to himself, but he seemed to be afraid that I couldn't understand what he was saying... so he said 'spring shadow', as if... as if he was... explaining to me... what 'spring shadow' is."

"How do you feel after hearing this?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I...I feel very...uncomfortable." said the man.

"Why?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Because... I... saw the appearance of spring in the light where the speaker was..." the man replied.

(End of this chapter)