Chapter 5227 (five thousand two hundred and twenty-seven) overestimation
"Yes." The man said, "No one must have seen it. If...if someone saw it, no one would tell me."
The man with gray hands asked again: "Just because no one told you, does that mean no one saw it?"
"Mainly because... the person who cast the spell on me told me about this." The man said, "If he hadn't told me, I... I wouldn't have thought so."
"Do you trust the words of the one who cast the spell on you?" the Gray Hand asked.
"Yes...I have always...believed it very much." The man said.
"Did the person who cast the spell for you say that this promise would work for the fourth time under special circumstances?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Ah?" the man said, "No! Do you understand this? Do you... do you understand why it works again this time?"
"I'm just asking you, asking you if he has told you." The gray-hand man said, "Just answer my question."
"Oh...ok...ok...I'll answer your question." The man said, "I...don't remember he told me the specific...but...but...oh...oh...I seem to I remembered something again!”
"What?" asked the gray-handed man.
"The caster may have told me that after... after I failed completely in doing that thing, Nuoyan might... have some special... functions," the man said.
"Are you a complete failure?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes...a complete failure." The man said.
"You didn't solve your own problem?" asked the gray-hand man, "instead of reproducing the problem after it is cured?"
"Yes." The man said, "I...I have never solved this problem."
"Why can't it be solved?" asked the gray-handed man. "Probably because... I didn't strictly follow what the caster said." The man said.
"Since you wanted to solve the problem so much at that time, why didn't you strictly follow the spellcaster's instructions?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I...I thought I could do it, but...but I really can't." The man said, "It was me...I overestimated myself."
"Does it have anything to do with how to treat people with blue armor?" asked the man with gray hands.
"Yes." The man said, "That's it... I can't do this. If I could do this, maybe... maybe my problem would have been solved long ago."
"In the real world, after you met Nuoyan, didn't the people who cast spells on you choose other methods to solve your problems?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Yes." The man said, "But...even if it is other methods...it still requires me to treat people in blue armor differently from before. Although...the difficulty seems to have been reduced, so low that the caster feels If I tried my best, I could do it...but...I still didn't do it."
"Have you tried your best?" the gray-hand man asked.
"No." The man said.
"Why not?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Because... I can't control myself." The man said, "If I want to do what the caster told me, I... I need to control myself. But... the process of restraining is too uncomfortable, I ...I still can’t stand it.”
"Forbearance?" said the gray-hand man, "What do you need to endure?"
"Be patient...don't do anything to the man in blue armor." The man said.
"What's going on?" asked the gray-handed man.
(End of chapter)