"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 Sivana, who was also resting on the table, had already tightened her hands on the sheets.
He really didn't want to recall the bizarre encounter that changed his life, and he never told anyone that from his perspective, from that moment on, the whole world became crazy and broken.
"The living write history, and the dead can only be programmed." Schiller said: "If you live longer than everyone else, and the mouth grows on you, what you want to say, the other party can still jump out of the coffin.
Get up and beat you?"
"Of course, there is a premise for this, that is, your words must be useful and convincing to others, and the prerequisite for your words to be useful is that you must be useful, even deeply respected, and widely loved, right?"
Sivana seemed to understand somewhat, and Schiller said with some disdain: "You put a completely uncontrollable time bomb in your eyes, desperately chasing more and more uncontrollable forces, and then rushed like a madman.
If you go in front of the other party and want to beat him to death, wouldn’t this mean that you are crazy in the eyes of onlookers?”
"Isn't this because, as it says, you are too greedy for power, have no self-control, and are too easily tempted, so..."
"Stop talking." There was pain in Sivana's tone. He said, "I don't know why it thinks so. I was just suddenly moved to a place, and then someone asked me to touch it, so I stretched out my hand.
Already."
"I didn't know what was going on, and then I heard a roar, saying what you said. When I was sent back to the place where I came from, I felt extremely scared."
"I told my father all this, but he didn't believe me at all. He thought I was a lying child. His anger made him distracted. He had a car accident and lost the ability to walk, and he blamed it all.
It's on my head."
"But I didn't know anything at all. I didn't know how I got there or how I got back. I just followed my instinct and told everyone the truth, but no one believed me!"
Sivana's mood began to become a little crazy. 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, if you are just chatting, can you let him lie on the bed peacefully? And his emotions cannot be stimulated now..."
"I understand, ma'am."
After Schiller's repeated assurances, the nurses left, and Sivana's mood returned to normal.
"I think you understand a simple truth, that is, the more your enemies say you will do something, the less you can do it."
"But if I don't get enough power, how can I take revenge?"
"It depends on your definition of revenge. If you are just for your own heart and just want to give yourself a breath in your heart, then of course you can kill your enemy. But if you want to prove a certain doctrine
, similar to him being wrong and you being right, do you think it’s useful to kill him?”
After Sivana was silent for a while, he still shook his head and said, "But maybe as long as I kill him, they will know that he has seen the wrong person, and I am the stronger one..."
"The stronger evil one."
"I'm not an evil person!" Sivana raised her voice and said, "I didn't do anything wrong. It was obviously them..."
"So if you want to prove that you are right and the other person is wrong, what's the use of light intensity?"
Sivana stopped talking, but after a while he still whispered: "Isn't it true that only the strong can prove right?"
"It also depends on what you do with your powerful power. Suppose there is a very powerful person who kills people and sets fire every day, causing tragedy all over the country. Even if he really controls the entire country, you will only call him a tyrant.
Right? No matter how strong he is, do you think history will give him a good evaluation?"
"And there was an uprising leader who was not as powerful as the tyrant, but he attracted ordinary people who had been displaced by the tyrant's actions, and together they overthrew the tyrant. Aren't they just in the eyes of most people?"
Even if Sivana is not completely convinced now, he really cannot refute it. What he wants to prove is that the person who said he was not worthy was wrong, and the way to prove it is to bring more disasters.
This will indeed make the self-proclaimed righteous old man feel sad, thinking that his wrong choice in the past has brought about the pain now, and it may make him regret it.
But Sivana knows that this cannot defeat him morally. He will only feel that he was unlucky to say what he said back then. What he regrets will only be that he did not take more measures to restrict this evil man, instead of reflecting on who exactly he was.
Who is right or wrong? Is there anything wrong with what I did?
Onlookers will also feel that Sivana is making a fuss, because they do not know the truth and only truly feel the damage caused by Sivana. If the knife cuts on them, they will naturally feel that those who stand up to resist are righteous, and
It doesn't matter who the source is.
Sivana remembered that when he grew up and re-investigated the events of the past, he finally found the way to the Eye of Eternity. When he took away the Eye of Seven Deadly Sins in front of the old wizard, the old wizard who fell to the ground had a look in his eyes.
Repentance is definitely not for him when he was young.
He only regretted that he had made a wrong choice that led to today's bad consequences, without any reflection on his words and deeds at that time.
That look began to linger in Sivana's mind, igniting more anger, resentment, and more powerlessness in him.
He felt that no matter what he did, he could not make the other party realize the problem. The damn wizard would just 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 ordered society, good people, or at least people who appear to be on the side of justice, will
Have a greater say."
"Justice can be words and deeds, or it can be a flag." Schiller moved his chair back a little, picked up a water glass and took a sip of water and said: "Think about it carefully, how many of those who claim to be righteous are true?
Some took action, and how many were just to raise a flag?"
"How many people are there in this world who, under the banner of justice, speak and act unjustly, act recklessly, only consider themselves and not others, but can always use their righteousness to overwhelm others and escape punishment?"
This is the sentence that Sivana agrees with the most, because he thinks that the old wizard is such a person. Why have you been guarding the Eye of Eternity for so long? So you are right. What does it have to do with me that you have been guarding the Eye of Eternity for so long?
?If you do this thing right, what does it have to do with if you do other things wrong?
But just because he did something right and was popular, everyone thought he was right, and those whose lives were ruined because of his mistakes were just as he said, born evil, and they all deserved it.
"Why can't you do this?" Schiller's murmur echoed in Sivana's ears, "If you become this kind of person, or do better than him, can't you also be like him?
Do you want to define and label him in the same way?"
It's the devil's whisper again.
"If you become a righteous man who is sought after by all, and are respected and loved by countless people, and make everyone believe what you say, can't you also let him have a taste of being turned upside down?"
Sivana felt that her back had become stiff, unable to lean on anything reliably, and it was as if she was being carried on a pole, turning into a grilled fish on a stick.
"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 appearance of corpses in your yard?"
Sivana's Adam's apple moved. Of course he knew it wasn't the case. He knew how Piero died.
His neighbor was a motorcycle enthusiast and would go out racing in the middle of the night after the police were off duty. However, he would be more restrained in the community, but he was unlucky that day.
A furious and terrifying mugger prowls around Sivana's yard, and when Piero drives by on his motorcycle, he becomes the unlucky scapegoat.
Sivana witnessed Piero's death, but he did nothing because he hated this Mexican guy who roared 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's in trouble?"
It should have been him, Sivana thought, but now it's that stupid and reckless Clay.
Of course, there is also the reason why he and Schiller, who have excellent psychological qualities, teamed up to frame Clay, but more importantly, it is because he is now the respected president of Gotham University.
The city needs this prestigious university, and the teachers and students in this prestigious university need him.
That's why Roy was so angry and clamoring for trouble with Clay. In fact, he really didn't know that Clay had no reason to do anything to him? I'm afraid not, but because he was being sought after by the teachers and students of Gotham University.
, the value of the principal is much higher than that of a police officer who has only been here for a short time.
Since Schiller knows the secret of his right eye and has the ability to directly take away the seven deadly sins in the eye, he can kill him directly. As long as he does something in the ambulance, no one will find out.
But why is he still alive? Because Schiller is also a member of Gotham University, and there are many difficult students under him. The psychology department also needs academic bonuses, so they must have a capable principal, otherwise everyone will face
More trouble.
All because he has value.
Sivana figured it out completely.
The old wizard dared to do that to him, wasn't it because he was an ordinary child? If he were a raven, with an extremely troublesome and dangerous father, and a large amount of power in his body that could be called a time bomb, this old wizard dared to do that
Talk?
Come to think of it, he wouldn't dare, Sivana thought with some self-deprecation.
If the old wizard had carried a raven, and the raven had told him that he had lost control of his emotions, the power in his body would explode. Not only could it blow up the dark space, the Eye of Sin, but even the entire earth and the universe.
The old man was wiped out in ashes, let alone touching the evil eye. Even if the raven slapped the old wizard directly, the old man would not dare to do anything, right?
"So, why not?" Schiller asked him with a smile.
Sivana looked at the man in front of him. His smile looked gentle, and his whole person was polite and elegant, revealing an elegant temperament that belonged to a scholar.
But the indifference and evil he saw that day was by no means an illusion.
