Chapter 4913 (Four Thousand Nine Hundred and Thirteen) Lowly
"Yeah, I'm from Tiecang. I was like...the so-called hardships those people in blue armor encountered were not because they were incompetent. Who made them incompetent? They were originally...low-ranking." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked: "Did you say those words to the man who knew magic at that time?"
"Not at the time." The man said, "I don't know why...it was during the period of waiting after the man who knew magic cast a spell on me...I...I couldn't seem to say anything unpleasant. Even for people with blue armor, I can’t say too harsh words. During that time... I seemed... to be a little different from usual... It seemed... it seemed like that. "
Upon hearing such words, both the gray-hand man and the brown-hand man seemed to realize something.
The man with brown hands whispered to the man with gray hands: "If you can, keep asking."
The gray-handed man said: "I think so too."
The man with gray hands asked again: "When you said this, what did the man who knew magic do?"
"I... my back was turned to him. I couldn't see his expression. As for what he said... eh, this... this is so strange!" the man said.
"Why is it strange?" asked the gray-handed man.
The man said: "Actually, it's been a long time since that man who knew magic said certain things to me. Why...why can't I remember it at ordinary times? Why...now do I suddenly remember it?"
The man with gray hands asked: "Can't you usually remember?"
"Yeah... I think... I don't think about it usually." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked: "Didn't you just say what the other person told you?"
"Yes... I said it." The man said.
"Can you always remember those words?" the gray-handed man asked. "Yes...but...but...the situation is different." The man said.
"Why is it different?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Those words... some of them are particularly impressive to me..." the man said.
"Is only part of it particularly impressive?" the gray-hand man asked.
"I...I just realized at this moment that...it's not necessarily true." The man said.
"What do you mean?" asked the gray-handed man.
"It's... that part of the words that I thought was particularly impressive to me, but actually I just... just remembered it myself. In fact, the other part seems to be... that's... the one that was nailed to me... My soul," the man said.
"What part of your soul is nailed to your soul?" the man with gray hands asked.
"It's the part that I usually... usually can't think of." The person said.
"Why do you say it's nailed to your soul?" asked the man with gray hands.
"It's just... I was poured into... things were poured into me at that time... and then... this... this kind of words that I can't seem to remember at ordinary times seemed to be nailed to my soul. If nothing happened, If it’s a question, if it’s been ‘nailed’ for a while, my soul will naturally absorb...absorb the thoughts in those words, but...but it didn’t happen that way later.
"What are those words?" asked the man with gray hands.
"They are all things I can't remember at ordinary times. I really... really can't remember them." The man said, "It was under this circumstance that I suddenly remembered..."
(End of chapter)