The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 2558: Xiao Xiao Down (Forty-two)

"This is the importance of the right to speak." Schiller poured a glass of water from the side and placed it next to the table, while Shivana, who was also leaning on the edge of the table, had already clenched the sheets in his hands.

He really didn't want to recall the bizarre experience that changed his life, and he never told anyone about it. From his perspective, from that moment on, the whole world became crazy and broken.

"The living write history, the dead can only be edited." Schiller said: "If you live longer than everyone else, then you have a mouth on your body. Whatever you want to say, can the other party jump out of the coffin and hit you?"

"Of course, this has a prerequisite, which is that what you say must be useful and convincing to others. And the prerequisite for speaking usefully is that you must be useful, even deeply respected and widely loved, right?"

Xivana seemed to understand a little bit. Schiller said with some disdain: "You put a completely uncontrollable time bomb in your eyes, desperately chasing more uncontrollable power, and then rushed to the opponent like a madman to beat him to death. Excuse me, doesn't this make you crazy in the eyes of bystanders?"

"Isn't it just like what it said, that you are too greedy for power, have no self-control, and are too easily tempted, so..."

“Stop talking.” There was pain in Xivana’s tone. He said, “I don’t know why it thinks so. I was just suddenly brought to a place, and then someone told me to touch it, so I reached out.”

"I didn't know what was going on, and then I heard a roar, and those words you said, and when I was sent back to where I came from, I was terrified."

"I told my father all this, but he didn't believe me at all. He thought I was a liar. He was so angry that he lost his mind. He had a car accident and lost the ability to walk. He blamed me for all this."

"But I didn't know anything at all. I didn't know how I got there, nor how I got back. I just followed my instinct and told everyone the truth, but no one believed me!"

Shivana's emotions began to become a little crazy, and as he moved, the gauze on his right eye began to turn red. Schiller immediately rang the call bell and the nurses rushed in.

After a while, the head nurse came in and said to Schiller, "Sir, you can chat as you please, but can you let him lie quietly in bed? And his emotions cannot be stimulated right now..."

"I understand, ma'am."

After Schiller's repeated assurances, the nurses left and Shivana's mood returned to normal.

"I think you understand a simple truth, which is that the more your enemies say you will do something, the less likely you are to do it."

"But if I can't gain enough power, how can I take revenge?"

"That depends on your definition of revenge. If you just want to do it for your own sake, and just want to vent your anger, then of course you should just kill your enemy. But if you want to prove a certain doctrine, like he's wrong and you're right, do you think killing him will help?"

After a moment of silence, Xivana shook his head and said, "But maybe if I kill him, they will know that they have made a mistake and that I am the stronger one..."

"A stronger evil."

"I'm not evil!" Sivana raised her voice and said, "I did nothing wrong. It was obviously them..."

"So you want to prove that you are right and the other party is wrong. What's the use of Guangqiang?"

Xivana was silent, but after a while he whispered, "Isn't it true that only the strong can prove right?"

"That depends on what you do with your great power. Suppose there is a very powerful person who kills people and burns things every day, causing widespread grief. Even if he really controls the entire country, you will only call him a tyrant, right? No matter how powerful he is, do you think history will give him any good evaluation?"

"And there was an uprising leader who was not as powerful as the tyrant, but he won over those ordinary people who were displaced by the tyrant's actions, and together they overthrew the tyrant. Aren't they righteous in the eyes of most people?"

Even if Xivana was not completely convinced now, he really couldn't refute it. What he wanted to prove was that the person who said he was unworthy was wrong, and the way to prove it was to bring more disasters.

This will indeed make the old man who claims to be righteous feel sad, thinking that it was his wrong choice in the past that brought him the current pain, and perhaps make him regret it.

But Shivana knew that this would not defeat him morally. He would only feel that what he said back then had unfortunately come true. He would only regret not taking more measures to restrict this evil man, but would not reflect on who was right and who was wrong back then, and whether there was anything wrong with his own actions.

Onlookers will also think that Shivana is making a fuss out of nothing, because they do not know the truth and only feel the damage caused by Shivana. When the knife cuts them, they will naturally think that those who rise up in resistance are righteous, and they will not care who the source is.

Sivana remembered that when he grew up and re-investigated the events of the past, he finally found a way to the Eye of Eternity. When he took away the Eye of the Seven Deadly Sins in front of the old wizard, the repentance in the eyes of the old wizard who fell to the ground was definitely not directed at the young him.

He was just regretting that he made a wrong choice which led to the bad consequences today, without reflecting on his words and actions at that time.

That look began to linger in Shivana's mind, igniting more anger, resentment, and powerlessness in him.

He felt that no matter what he did, he would not be able to make the other party realize the problem. The damn wizard would think that he was born evil and was tempted to cause all this.

"So if you want to prove that you are right, you must first have the right to speak." Schiller brought the topic back and said, "In an orderly society, good people or at least those who appear to be on the side of justice will have greater voice."

"Justice can be words and deeds, or it can be a flag." Schiller moved his chair back a little, took a sip of water from his glass and said, "Think about it carefully, how many of those who claim to be righteous actually take action, and how many just raise the flag?"

"How many people in this world are there who, under the banner of justice, speak and act without justification, act recklessly, only consider themselves and not others, yet always manage to use justice to suppress others and thus escape punishment?"

This is the sentence that Shivana agrees with the most, because he thinks that the old wizard is just such a person. Why do you have to be right just because you have been guarding the Eye of Eternity for so long? What does your guarding for so long have to do with me? What does it have to do with your other wrong things if you are right about this matter?
But just because he did one right thing and was praised, everyone thinks he is right, and those who have had their lives ruined because of his mistakes are, as he said, born evil and they deserve it.

"Why can't you do this?" Schiller's murmur echoed in Shivana's ears, "If you become this kind of person, or do better than him, can't you define and label him like him?"

The devil's whisper again.

"If you become a righteous person admired by everyone, respected and loved by countless people, and make everyone believe what you say, then can't you let him have a taste of what it feels like to have right and wrong reversed?"

Shivana felt his back become stiff and he could not lean on anything. He felt like he was being supported by a pole and turned into a grilled fish on a skewer.

"Can I do it?"

"In fact, you have already done it." Schiller smiled and said, "Mr. Sivana, you'd better recall, are you really completely innocent about the corpse appearing in your yard?"

Shivana's Adam's apple moved. Of course he knew it was not the case. He knew how Piero died.

His neighbor was a motorcycle enthusiast who would go out racing in the middle of the night after the police got off work, but he was more restrained in the community. But he was unlucky that day.

An enraged and terrifying robber is lingering around Shivana's yard, and Piero happens to pass by on his motorcycle and becomes the unlucky scapegoat.

Sivana witnessed Pierrot's death but did nothing because he hated the Mexican who whizzed by on his motorcycle in the middle of the night and thought he would be a nuisance to their community.

"But now?" Schiller began, "Who is in trouble?"

It should have been his, Sivana thought, but now it's that stupid and reckless Clay.

Of course, there was also the fact that he and Schiller had strong psychological qualities and worked together to frame Clay, but more importantly, it was because he was now the respected president of Gotham University.

This city needs this prestigious university, and the teachers and students in this prestigious university need him.

That's why Roy was so angry and yelled that he was going to make trouble for Clay. Did he really not know that Clay had no reason to attack him? Probably not, but because under the admiration of Gotham University teachers and students, the value of the president was far higher than that of a police officer who had just arrived.

Since Schiller knew the secret of his right eye and had the ability to directly take away the seven deadly sins in the eye, he could have killed him directly. As long as he did something in the ambulance, no one would have noticed.

But why is he still alive? Because Schiller is also a member of Gotham University, he has many difficult students, and the psychology department also needs academic awards, so they must have a capable president, otherwise everyone will face more trouble.

All this is because he has value.

Shivana finally understood.

The old wizard dared to treat him like that, wasn't it because he was an ordinary child? If he was a raven, had an extremely troubled and dangerous father, and had a huge power that could be called a time bomb in his body, would the old wizard dare to speak like that?
I guess he wouldn't dare, Shivana thought with some self-mockery.

If the old wizard had brought the raven over at first, and the raven told him that the power in his body would explode if he lost control of his emotions, not only would it destroy the dark space and the Eye of Sin, but even the entire earth and the universe. Then, let alone touching the Eye of Sin, even if the raven directly slapped the old wizard, the old man would not dare to do anything, right?

"So, why not?" Schiller asked him, smiling.

And Shivana looked at the man in front of him. His smile seemed very gentle, and his whole body was well-mannered, revealing the elegant temperament of a scholar.

But the indifference and evil he witnessed that day were no illusion.

Is this why Schiller always has the upper hand?

It's a perfect piece of human skin, so why not?
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