Chapter 5204 (Five Thousand Two Hundred and Four) Name of the Technique
“The reason why it’s so creepy is because the worry is true, isn’t it?” asked the gray-handed man.
"It's not that I'm actively worried...it's just...the words he poured into my soul...are too sincere," the man said.
"Do you know where the person who cast the spell for you is now?" the man with gray hands asked.
When asking this question, the gray-hand man paid special attention to the man's expression.
The man didn't seem to have any new changes, he just said: "I don't know."
"What's his name?" asked the man with gray hands.
"I can never call him by his name..." the man said, "I just call him...'Master'."
"You must know his name yourself, right?" the gray-handed man asked.
"It can only be said that... I know his 'skill name' that has been passed down." The man replied, "It's the name he... uses only when he is an alchemist. As for... as for his real name, I... didn't ask, and even if I asked, I couldn't call him Ah, otherwise... the matter of him casting a spell on me will be affected. I am... the one asking him to do something, and he wants to... cast a spell on me... I am an ordinary person and cannot bark randomly. "
"Then what's the name of his technique?" asked the gray-hand man.
"I... really can't say it," the man said, "I can't say it even to death."
"Are you really willing to die rather than say anything?" the gray-handed man asked.
When the man heard this, he suddenly became nervous and said: "You... what do you mean by this... are you trying to do something to me just to know the name of his technique..."
Seeing that the other party was showing signs of being unable to communicate normally, the man with gray hands quickly said: "No, I'm just asking... If it's not convenient for you to tell me, I won't ask." The man was still nervous and said : "You...are you going to ask me again later?"
"I don't need to ask." The gray-handed man said. When he said this, the gray-hand man was thinking that if he really wanted to know what that person's technical name was, the brown-hand man could also ask.
Unexpectedly, the man thought of this and immediately asked the gray-handed man: "Is it...will neither of you ask again?"
The man with gray hands was stunned and looked at the man with brown hands.
The brown-hand man whispered: "I really want to know."
Of course, the man with gray hands knew that the man with brown hands wanted to know, and he felt that he could not easily promise him at this time, but he was also worried that he would suddenly fall into a state where he could no longer communicate with others.
At this time, the gray-handed man didn't know how to answer, so he went around without answering, and just said: "Don't think so much! Let's continue to talk about what happened to you in another world just now. I haven't finished asking yet. , do you remember what you said next?"
I thought I would get around it by saying this, but unexpectedly the person still said: "Is it... I still have to ask?"
The man with gray hands said: "I didn't say I wanted to ask. You said it yourself. Do you mean that even if we no longer plan to ask that question, you must listen to us ask it?"
At this time, the person felt that it was better not to continue talking. If he did, it might lead to questions from the other party, so he quickly said: "No...that's not what I meant! No..."
Before the man finished speaking, the man with gray hands quickly continued: "Do you remember where you said the last sentence when you talked about things in that world? What happened next? Tell me."
(End of chapter)