Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5977 (Five Thousand Nine Hundred and Seventy Seven) Move Quickly

"Are you going to say it directly?" the man with gray hands asked again.

"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "I just paused for a moment. My mind was blank at that moment. Then I told him that everything was covered up."

"And then?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Then he said to me: 'Quick!'" said the brown-handed man.

"What's the hurry?" asked the Gray Hand Man. "Didn't he say it?"

"Nothing has been said yet." The brown-handed man said, "So I dare not act rashly."

The Gray Hand asked, "Where's he?"

"He suddenly said to me: 'Move quickly!'" said the brown-handed man. "When I think about that sound now, it feels like something suddenly shook."

"So you just moved?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "But I just started to move it and he called me again."

"What do you want me to do this time?" asked the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man replied, "Tell me to put it down."

"Why?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"He said he wanted to see if the big cloth covering it would fall down if I put it down." said the man with brown hands.

"You just let him go?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes, I held down the cloth tightly and put down the things I wanted to move." said the man with brown hands.

"Did the cloth fall down?" asked the man with gray hands again.

"No." The brown-handed man said, "I was pressing it all the time."

"And then what happened?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Then he told me not to press it anymore," said the man with brown hands.

"Are you worried that the cloth will fall off after you let go?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Don't worry." The brown-handed man said, "because the piece of cloth is really big."

The Gray Hand Man asked again, "What will happen after you put it down?"

"It really didn't fall down." said the brown-handed man. "Then how did anyone react?" asked the gray-handed man.

"He asked me if I could make sure the cloth wouldn't fall off," said the brown-handed man. "I said yes."

The Gray Hands asked again, "And then he asked you to move away?"

"No." The Brown-Handed Man said, "He asked me if the cloth would fall off if I encountered someone using a spell."

The Gray Hand asked, "How did you answer?"

"I asked him what kind of magic it was." said the brown-handed man.

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

"He said, 'How do I know what kind of magic it is? I just asked if you can fall down,'" said the brown-handed man.

"He didn't tell me what kind of spell it was, so how do you know?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Yeah, so I have no way of knowing," said the Brown-Handed Man.

"Then how do you answer?" the Gray Hand Man asked again.

The Brown-Handed Man said, "I said I would use some method to prevent others from using magic on it."

The Gray Hand said, "Even if we used all the methods we could at that time, it would be impossible to defend against all spells, right?"

"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "It can't be done, but this is the only way I can think of."

"Where's he?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"He asked me if it would affect the thing he asked me to move if I used my special abilities to prevent others from using spells on it," said the brown-handed man.

"What is that?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I have no idea." The brown-handed man said, "It's a big box. As for what's inside the box, I can't see it either."

“Even with special abilities, you can’t see it?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I don't dare use it on it," said the Brown-Handed Man. "He didn't say he allowed me to look at it."

Gray Hand asked, "If you used your special ability on it and saw what was inside, he might know."

(End of this chapter)