Chapter 5455 (five thousand four hundred and fifty-five) No offense
"Even... even if I was bullied on the day of the dream, this incident would... make me panic." The person said.
The man with gray hands asked: "Who bullied you that day?"
"That's...the person I can't afford to offend." The man said.
"Your superior?" the gray-hand man asked.
"No." The man said, "But...he...I can't afford to offend him."
"Did you offend him?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Actually not." The man said.
"Then what happened?" the gray-handed man asked again.
The man said: "He thought I provoked him, but I actually didn't provoke him, so I felt very...scared. Because...it was entirely up to him whether I provoked him or not. Even if I had been careful, he Even if I offend him, there is nothing I can do."
The man with gray hands asked: "What happened after he said you provoked him?"
"Just... scolded me, very unpleasantly, saying that I was... a man in blue armor." The man said.
"What do you think about you being a man with blue armor?" the man with gray hands asked.
"I feel like he's insulting me." The man said, "I also feel... terrible."
The man with gray hands asked again: "Why is it so scary?"
"That day... the moment I heard him say that I was a man in blue armor, I felt... particularly scary." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked: "What's the reason?"
"I don't know the reason." The man said, "I really thought about the reason at the time, but I didn't expect that there was an inexplicable fear. It was that inexplicable fear that made me feel... even scarier."
The man with gray hands asked: "When he said you were a man in blue armor that day, did you think of that spell caster?" The man said: "I...I probably didn't think of it."
The man with gray hands wanted to ask a question, but he hesitated. He was worried that this would make him unable to communicate with others normally because he was too nervous. After a pause, he still asked: "Think about it now, Where did your fear come from?"
When asking this question, the gray-handed man stared at his expression again to see if there was anything wrong with him.
At this time, the brown-handed man was also paying attention to the person's expression, and was also worried that the person would once again fall into a state of being unable to communicate normally due to nervousness.
"I couldn't think of it at the time. If I think about it now... I... what I thought of might be wrong." The man said.
"Why do you say that?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Because I am here now. I already know...know something that I cannot know under normal circumstances." The man said.
"Like what?" the gray-handed man asked.
"For example... those... words that the spell caster poured into me at that time." The man said, "If I hadn't arrived at this place today, I think... I would never have known."
The man with gray hands asked: "Why do you think this is the case? What you think may be wrong?"
"Because...because this place is not..." the man said.
At this point, he suddenly realized that he might have said something wrong and stopped quickly.
"Nothing?" asked the gray-handed man.
The gray-hand man's questioning made his heart tremble. He felt that he had to answer this question, but he didn't dare to continue as he just thought. He didn't know how to say it.
"No...not so...common." The man thought for a moment and said.
The gray-handed man said: "Is this what you just wanted to say?"
(End of chapter)