The road ahead was impassable, or atta didn''t think it was wiser to be entangled by such a strange person than to detour, so she chose to turn around and prepare to return to the previous intersection.


    But she soon found that the slight footsteps had been following behind her. Without looking back, she could hear who was following her from the voice with inconsistent left and right steps.


    One step, two steps, she can be regarded as sweeping the floor in the right direction, seven steps and eight steps. She can understand that the other party is in a hurry to sweep the floor. However, after the female swordsman deliberately speeds up her pace and takes more than 30 steps, there is still someone behind her, and the person has to trot to keep up. Therefore, she can''t ignore it anymore.


    Stop, stop.


    Atta turned and looked at the other party. It took nearly five seconds to complete the three actions: stop, find a place to avoid, avoid. Even the most casual stalker will be several times more careful than him.


    He might as well lower his head and pretend to sweep the floor. Maybe in that case, the female swordsman has no reason to question his behavior. But the current situation really makes atta''s dissatisfaction to a certain extent.


    "Don''t hide, I see your broom. It''s no use hiding your broom. I know you''re there. Oh, you''re really... Well, I''m still trying to communicate with you in language. I want to know, who are you? And why are you following me? What is your purpose? "


    If anyone came, he should be able to hear the strongly suppressed anger in atta''s voice, but the floor sweeper didn''t realize it. He still curled up behind a tree and pretended that he was completely hiding.


    The intolerable female swordsman quickly walked towards him, then grabbed each other''s collar and threw him into the middle of the road. In this process, she found that the other party''s body was lighter than she thought.


    This lightness is not physical, it is spiritual.


    For example, if you want to catch a bird whose wings are injured and can''t fly, you will hesitate and consider when you reach out to catch it. When you catch it, you will also be confused about how to deal with the little creature. Especially when you can feel the life of this creature trembling in your hands.


    That is a kind of weight, which is as real as the weight in the physical sense. This is also why people sometimes feel that something suddenly becomes heavy or light. In addition to pure gravity, the body parts other than reason will also measure the scale of foreign objects. Things that are extremely heavy may only be light, and vice versa.


    What atta perceives is the weight of this layer. When she grabs each other, she doesn''t feel each other''s vitality. It felt like grabbing a dead wood, a piece of gravel, rootless and helpless, at a loss. So that when she threw him to the ground, the female swordsman began to worry about whether she scared him out.


    "Er... I..." the good news is that atta has done very well in controlling the strength of his wrist. Her pulling and throwing did not hurt the other party''s body at all, and I''m afraid she didn''t make the other party feel much pain. Otherwise, he wouldn''t feel fear at the first time after landing, but tried to cover up his behavior.


    However, as just now, he opened his mouth and breathed several times, but he still didn''t say coherent words.


    Atta shook her head. Her patience has been exhausted by this strange guy, but that doesn''t mean she should beat him or kick him down the slope.


    It''s not her style. Her anger is like fire, but she won''t let it spread. Looking at the painful look on the man''s face, the female swordsman sighed deeply, and her back was slightly bent. She really couldn''t hurt such a person.


    "Don''t worry, take your time. If you find it difficult, don''t say it first. Just explain why you want to follow me. "


    When you think about it, it''s funny. It''s clear that she is the one who is tracked. After catching the tracker, she is still so peaceful and even humble to ask the other party about the reason for tracking herself. I''m afraid no one else in the team will have such patience and compassion.


    "I, I follow you, yes, because I''m afraid you''ll go back again. You are very powerful. You can pass through stones, grass or trees. I found that you can''t. And no one listens to me, never. "


    Although intermittently, atta still understood each other''s meaning, and her eyes softened, no longer with impatient hostility. The female swordsman reached out and pulled the man up from the ground, even dusting his clothes.


    "I''m sorry for what I did just now. I was too rude. But there are also your problems. I hope you understand that. In short, I promise I won''t try that road again, so you don''t have to follow me. Because you see, if I want to break in, there''s nothing you can do, isn''t it? However, I still hope to know the reason, even a little. "


    The man nodded gratefully. He naturally wanted to open his mouth and say something, but he couldn''t open his mouth. His expression soon became distorted and painful. He pressed his chin with both hands, as if he wanted to break his lips.


    At this point, atta finally understood what the other party''s problem was.


    The person in front of her may be a little stuttering, but it was not a natural defect that made him such a culprit. Some force hurt his language ability and even made him unable to say some information or words. Such stories are not uncommon in legends. Some heroes in tragedies lost everything because they were cursed and could not show their deeds.


    The problem is that atta is not a mage. What can she do if what bothers the other party is really a curse? Her eyes couldn''t even see something wrapped around the man. This force is too strong... Force?


    "I know you have something to say. Don''t worry and stop slowly. I may have a way to make you speak normally, but I need your cooperation. Listen, my sword, it has magic and can make people tell the truth. I think if its power is greater than the power that prevents you from speaking, you can speak freely. But in this process, I need to put the sword around your neck. Can you accept it? "


    The man no longer struggled. He looked at the sword around atta''s waist, looked at the blue eyes, and nodded heavily. Then he knelt on one knee naturally to facilitate atta''s next action.


    The female swordsman got permission and didn''t delay any more. She took out her magic sword and put vlaklag''s blade next to the man''s neck. The sharp edge was close to his skin and could kill people a few inches further.


    "OK, first question, are you troubled by magic and unable to talk normally?"


    The sweeper frowned slightly. He could see his throat stirring and wanted to make a sound, but the sound was stuck in his throat. At this time, the inscription on the magic sword emitted a slight faint light, and then the sound sounded.


    "Cursed, and I can''t talk about it. Wait, I''m talking! I can speak normally! "


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