Chapter 6289 (six thousand two hundred and eighty-nine) multiple paragraphs
The gray-handed man smiled and said: "I think so, you want to hear it too, don't you?"
"That's right," said the brown-hand man, "especially now."
"You shouldn't be a little excited at the thought of this, right?" The gray-hand man said, "If that's the case, it would be a little difficult for me to understand."
The man with brown hands smiled and said: "Excited? You can imagine how you came up with excitement?"
"After all, in such an environment, nothing you come up with is new." The gray-hand man said, "You are different from before. Even if you come up with something unexpected, it is not impossible, right?"
"Is this possible?" asked the brown-handed man, "Ignore other things and just talk about what you said. Do you think it is possible?"
The gray-handed man smiled and said, "Are you trying to make your words absolute?"
The man with brown hands said: "I'm not saying absolutely, I'm just asking questions."
The man with gray hands said to the man with brown hands: "Then you don't want me to make my words absolute, do you?"
"If saying it's absolute won't make you feel less comfortable, then it doesn't matter if you say it, what do you think?" the brown-handed man said with a smile.
"Your smile is too weird." The gray-handed man laughed.
"Weird?" asked the man with brown hands.
"The main thing is that I thought about things related to 'Upward', and when I hear what you said, I feel weird." The gray-handed man said.
"Is that too much?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Are you saying that you laughed that much?" the man with gray hands asked.
"Of course I'm asking this." The brown-hand man said.
"What do you think?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I think it's okay," said the brown-hand man.
"That's good." The gray-handed man said.
"How do you say it?" asked the man with brown hands.
"It's just okay." The gray-handed man said. "You think so too?" asked the brown-hand man.
"I just followed what you said." The gray-handed man said.
"No one is asking you to follow others' conversation now," said the man with brown hands.
"I'm happy." The gray-handed man smiled. "It's not like following the master's words, nor is it forced, nor is it a helpless thing, nor is it impossible to escape."
"You said 'not really' so many times in one breath." The brown-hand man said, "Do you feel pity when you think about it before?"
"Which one comes to mind?" asked the gray-hand man, "There were many in the past."
"Of course it's the part where you often need to follow the Lord's words." The man with brown hands said, "I find it quite fun when you talk a lot."
"Is this fun?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Mainly I thought about our sawing wood." The brown-hand man said.
"Because it was sawed into many pieces?" asked the man with gray hands.
"Yes, the Lord asked us to do this. We saw the wood into many sections according to His wishes, but in the end we were punished by Him." The brown-handed man said.
"We were very serious at that time," said the gray-handed man.
"He asked us to saw him, so we saw him." The brown-hand man said, "Is this normal?"
The gray-hand man said: "It just seems normal to us."
The man with brown hands smiled and said: "I really didn't expect to punish us because we didn't use special skills to saw the back part."
The man with gray hands smiled and said: "I didn't expect that either. He told us about sawing it with his own hands before. I thought that as long as we didn't saw it with our own hands, those pieces of wood would affect his spellcasting."
"I think so too," said the brown-hand man. "He also told us which direction to turn when sawing."
"He was too detailed at that time." The gray-handed man said with a smile.
(End of chapter)