Chapter 5218 (Five Thousand Two Hundred and Eighteen) Becomes Mute

The Gray Hand asked, “What’s next?”

“I will continue to ‘provoke’ them and tell them to come… and kill me. Let them do it quickly and don’t think too much.” said the man.

“Still no one responds?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Yes, no one responded…so I asked why they hadn’t come yet…I said I couldn’t wait any longer.” said the man.

Gray Hand remembered that the man’s voice was a little hoarse when he heard him say this, so he asked, “Did you feel any discomfort when you said this?”

“Uncomfortable?” the man asked, “What kind of thing?”

“Like the throat,” said the man with gray hands.

“My throat… I just feel tired.” said the man.

“Do you hear any difference in your own voice?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Different?” the man said, “If there is anything different… maybe… maybe my voice is a little… hoarse at this moment.”

The Gray Hand said, “Do you think your voice became hoarse because you shouted too much and too loudly?”

“Probably… but… but I feel like some things in that world just don’t make sense… so whether it’s because of this hoarseness or not, I can’t really tell.” the man said.

“You’re not even sure what’s causing your hoarseness?” the Gray Hand asked.

“I think it’s the reason I mentioned, but…but later my voice was no longer hoarse, and it recovered very quickly, so I…I thought maybe it wasn’t as simple as my voice becoming hoarse from shouting.” The man replied.

“Then what do you think is the reason?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

The man said, “I think… there may be some other reason.”

“Another inexplicable one?” asked the Gray Hand Man. “Yes.” said the man, “Of course, I don’t understand why my voice became hoarse so quickly, and then… it became no longer hoarse quite quickly, what exactly… means.”

“Meaning?” Gray Hand asked, “What do you want to say?”

“What I mean is… if someone… someone who is not an ordinary person made my voice hoarse, then… what’s the meaning of that? I don’t understand.” said the man.

“Do you think someone did something to you?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

The man thought for a moment and said, “If it wasn’t someone who made me like that, and it was just… it was just that I was affected by the environment or some kind of force… my voice became hoarse, then… then I don’t know what happened.”

“Actually, you have thought about other reasons for your hoarse voice. You thought of something in your mind that you haven’t said yet, right?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

The man said, “You really know everything.”

The Gray Hand Man actually didn’t expect that what he said was right, so he just said to the man: “Then tell me what you think.”

“I thought about things in the real world.” The man said, “When I met that spellcaster before…

“Did anything happen with your throat when you met the spellcaster?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Yes… yes.” said the man.

“What’s the matter?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“It’s just… later when he was casting a spell on me, I… I needed to shout… something loudly… I shouted until my voice became hoarse, and the other party didn’t… didn’t indicate that he would let me pass.” said the man.

“What are you shouting?” asked the man with gray hands.

(End of this chapter)