Chapter 4778 (four thousand seven hundred and seventy-eight) outward
Before he finished speaking, the man with gray hands knew what he was going to say next, and said: "It's not that you're afraid of him, the man in blue armor. Is that what you want to say?"
"Yes." The man replied.
"I've known for a long time that you would say you're afraid of the blue-armored man, so you don't have to tell me again and again." The gray-armed man said.
"I know." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked again: "Did you say anything to him when you were scared?"
"I said it." The man said, "I just said... if... if he really gives me a chance, then... then if I don't want to say it this time, I won't be... forced by him. Said."
The gray-hand man asked: "What did he think after hearing this?"
"He asked me where...where did he force me to question me." The man said.
"What did you say?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I said...I said he forced me to say it with his eyes." The man said.
"What happened to him after hearing this?" asked the man with gray hands.
"He laughed again," the man said. "He asked me if my eyes could... talk."
"I said...I said my eyes can't, but...but his eyes can be used to force me to speak." The man said.
"Where is he?" asked the gray-handed man.
"He said... Anyone who can tell that his eyes can force people to talk is a stupid person who can't be stupid anymore." The man said.
"What do you think after hearing this?" the gray-handed man asked. "There's nothing I can do." The man said, "Just endure it... I feel like he is insulting me... But I have no choice... I can only let him insult me... After all... if I said something... ... He will probably attack me with his eyes again, or... or attack me in a way that makes me more painful. Although I know that even if I don't say anything, he... he won't let me go... But I still don’t want to suffer that kind of pain.”
"But haven't you thought about the time problem?" the gray-handed man asked.
"A matter of time?" the man asked.
"Yes, he just said something related to time. Have you ever thought that the longer time passes, the more things will be in his bag?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Oh, this...I also thought about this at the time." The man said, "But...but I feel...as long as he doesn't attack me next...things...things may turn around. "
"Do you still hope that you won't be attacked by him again?" the gray-handed man asked.
"It's not that I have illusions about him, but... I have illusions about the thing itself." The man said.
"How do you explain this?" asked the gray-handed man.
"It's just that... I don't think he... will take the initiative to let me go... but I will imagine that some other things will happen... some unexpected things will force him to give up attacking me next time." The man said.
"For example?" asked the gray-handed man.
"For example...what happened on the ground...some strange person suddenly came..." the man said.
"Do you think what happened in that world might be detrimental to him?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I can only say... I have illusions about other situations happening there, so... then it would be detrimental to him to only think about what would happen there." The man said, "Now... now you are like this Ask, my thoughts...are different from those then.”
(End of chapter)