Read Chapter 4818 (Four Thousand Eight Hundred and Eighteen)
"He asked me to stop guessing... because I didn't understand." The man said.
"In what language are these words said?" asked the man with gray hands.
"It was said in... the language of that world." The man said, "It was said in... the language of that world that I can understand."
"Do you know what he is talking about?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I feel...he knew what I was guessing about what he was talking about, so...let's just say that." The man said.
"Have you spoken after he said this?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I told you," the man said, "I asked him what he was talking about...I didn't express anger when I asked, to prevent him from doing anything because I was angry."
The man with gray hands asked, "Did he answer you?"
"Answered." The man said, "He said that I couldn't understand it at all...don't worry about it...and said that it was not something that an ordinary person like me could understand. What's more...I'm not only an ordinary person...but also ...Still a common fool.”
The gray-handed man asked: "What do you think he means by this?"
"I feel like... he seems to be saying what he said before... is like a spell." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked: "Did you feel like it at the time?"
"After I heard what he said, I... felt like it." The man said.
"Have you ever heard someone recite a spell before?" the man with gray hands asked. "I've heard it before," the man said, "And he was... reciting a spell for me."
"Do you have a deep memory of the spell?" asked the Gray Hand.
"Yes." The man said, "That time I went to that man who knew magic... he just... recited the spell for me."
Just when he said this, the fear in the man's eyes increased again.
The Gray Hand man knew that he had met a person who knew magic before, and that this happened in the real world, and the things related to his father also happened in the real world. The Gray Hand man felt that if he continued to talk about this topic, the other party might do it again. Thinking about something in the real world and falling into a state of being unable to communicate normally with others.
So, in order to continue asking, the gray-handed man quickly changed the subject and said to the man: "What happened next?"
"Then I thought about it... and felt that he wasn't chanting a spell anymore." The man said.
"Why do you think so?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Thinking about it now, what I thought at the time...actually didn't make sense." The man said, "It was because...because his nails were blue...he was a man with blue armor...I thought...people with blue armor were all So stupid, no one should be able to recite incantations. In my impression, only people who know magic can recite incantations... and the people in blue armor are so stupid...it's not like they can learn magic."
"You thought that the other party couldn't recite spells at that time, but then you didn't think so anymore?" The man with gray hands asked.
"Yes, I soon stopped thinking so." The man said, "Because... I remembered that I was in another world at that time... That world was different from the real world. The other person was not an ordinary blue-armored person at all. He could do …doing a lot of things I didn’t expect…I’ve already seen some things.”
"Although you have already seen blue-armored people in that world who can do some things you didn't expect, you still quickly thought at that moment that blue-armored people don't seem to be able to learn spells." The gray-handed man said.
(End of chapter)