Chapter 1090

"I don't need a psychiatrist." Magneto looked into Schiller's eyes and said very seriously: "You don't need to use excuses like 'I'm not here to treat you' or 'I'm just here to see you on Charles's behalf' to fulfill your duties as a psychiatrist."

"What exactly do I have to do to make you believe that I am neither here to treat you nor do I intend to change any of your beliefs?" Schiller asked.

"Leave here," Magneto replied.

"Do you mean that if I'm not here to treat you, there's nothing left for us to talk about?"

Schiller looked into Magneto's eyes and said very sincerely: "I thought that among the few remaining people of our generation in this world, there should be more to talk about, or, even if you don't want to look back at the past, we could talk about the future of mutants..."

"What do you want to talk about?" Magneto's fingertips rested on the side of the water glass, and the tea leaves in the water began to swirl, forming several small whirlpools.

"Actually, we both know that the Brotherhood and the X-Men are not on good terms. You have been through too many wars between you. Although you have a close personal friendship with Charles, it is difficult to sway the thoughts of others. You are facing such a dilemma right now, aren't you?"

"This is a matter for mutants themselves." Magneto's expression turned cold, but Schiller spoke up immediately:

"Of course, I am not trying to instruct you on anything. It's just that the plan for mutants to relocate to the Andromeda Galaxy was formulated jointly by me and Professor Charles, and I have a responsibility to monitor the execution of the plan..."

"If you feel that this problem can be solved by yourselves, I naturally will not interfere. But if this problem is not solved in a timely manner, leading to an impact on the efficiency of subsequent plans, then the person who gave me the guarantee of an 'internal solution' will have to bear the responsibility. Can you provide such a guarantee?"

"I will not guarantee anything to anyone." Magneto's fingertips tapped lightly on the side of the glass as he said: "I am only responsible for achieving the goal within the time limit of the plan, and no one can interfere with the methods and means I adopt, nor is anyone qualified to demand extra guarantees from me."

"You bringing up this topic is nothing more than thinking that I will adopt some methods that you and Charles don't like to solve this problem. But if you don't accept my way of doing things, then don't come to me in the first place."

Magneto rarely spoke such a long sentence in one breath. His attitude was very clear, yet it was this very passage that allowed him to easily regain the initiative.

Because he pointed out that it was Charles and Schiller who needed his power in the first place that drew the Mutant Brotherhood into the game.

Magneto had already paid with his own power as an admission ticket, so in this plan, others had no right to criticize the means he used to achieve his goals.

"That's right. Your powerful strength is the most important guarantee for the Brotherhood to board this vehicle. You are counting on the fact that Charles won't do anything like 'tearing down the bridge after crossing it,' which is why you dare to be so fearless."

"Of course, you also see that the person who formulated this plan himself can benefit from the change in the mutants' situation. Mutants, like you, have great utility value, so they won't abandon you. That is why you can sit here calmly and say 'no need to guarantee anything to anyone'."

Schiller spoke, analyzing the current situation, and then continued: "I won't pretend to be tough and threaten you, saying that if you don't cooperate with me, I will abandon all mutants, because I know such a threat has no weight."

"The situation of mutants has already hit rock bottom. Trapped on a small planet and lingering at the very bottom of society, even if things return to the status quo, what does it matter?"

"You can continue to be a terrorist, threatening the lives of ordinary people. It is precisely because you have no attachments that you are invulnerable."

Schiller kept staring into Magneto's eyes until Magneto was forced to look back at him, and only then did Schiller say:

"From your eyes, I can see that you are surprised by my weak attitude. Your mind is wandering with all sorts of vicious words; you think that is what I should be saying."

"For example, comparing you to Charles, talking about how good Charles's attitude is and how effective his methods are, or belittling your character and behavior, saying you have a bad temper, can't communicate, and are completely a stumbling block to mutant development."

Magneto's expression slowly changed. He began to look into Schiller's eyes more intently, as if curious about what Schiller was going to say next.

"But in reality, the fact that I have made such large concessions in my negotiation attitude, not using any aggressive words to seize the initiative, and letting you be so tough, is not because I don't know how to do those things."

Schiller smiled and said: "Any person with normal intelligence should understand that if I can formulate all these massive plans you know of and put them into practice, I cannot possibly be a weak coward who only knows how to beg others."

Magneto pulled his chin back slightly, then raised his eyelids to stare at Schiller from above. Schiller remained silent, as if waiting for his response. After a while, Magneto's deep voice sounded:

"You are not the Schiller I wanted to see. Such a gentle attitude is of no benefit to what you want to do."

"I know this better than you do. I already said I'm not incapable of being tough. So, why do you think you are seeing me like this at this moment?" Schiller asked.

Magneto also felt a bit puzzled. Logically speaking, Schiller should be facing him with a more superior posture.

Up to now, whether it is the forces in ordinary human society or mutants, no one can refuse Schiller's terms.

In fact, Schiller coming here was already unexpected enough. If he were truly someone who liked to run around the universe, he wouldn't have stayed in New York for so long.

Although this time it was at the request of his favorite student, Magneto would not be naive enough to think that there was no political motive behind Schiller's move.

But the fact is, Schiller had no need to personally meet anyone. At this stage of things, whoever he wanted to see should be the one coming to see him.

Because everyone knows how much benefit a conversation with him can bring to themselves and the forces behind them.

Yet, Schiller still came, and not with an extremely tough and cold attitude, looking down on Magneto and saying, 'You'd better cooperate with my treatment, or I'll kick you and the Brotherhood out of the game.'

Magneto also knew in his heart that even if Schiller said that and did it, he wouldn't have a very good way to deal with it.

He could not risk offending all the other forces that could profit from Schiller to engage in a violent conflict with Schiller.

Magneto knew he was strong, but he also knew he wasn't the strongest. He also knew that behind the interests Schiller represented, there were powerful entities unimaginable to ordinary people.

Therefore, upon learning that Schiller was coming, Magneto felt very anxious. He thought that this doctor would surely point out problems with his personality, words, deeds, and methods of handling things the moment he arrived, and then start treating him. In his long life, he had encountered countless such people.

These people said they wanted to save him, and also said that if he maintained this style, he could neither save the mutants nor save himself.

Magneto knew that decades ago, Charles thought the same way, and the reason they were much more harmonious now was precisely because Charles had given up.

So, Magneto was particularly puzzled now: how could Schiller have this attitude? Why be so gentle? So patient?

"You and I both understand the gap in our current situations." Schiller lowered his eyes, smiled again, and said:

"Right now, I hold great power, and my status is unshakable. And you, Magneto, to put it nicely, you are the vanguard of the Andromeda Galaxy development."

"But to put it bluntly, no one wants you to stay on Earth; it would be best if you rolled as far away as possible. No one welcomes such a ticking time bomb. You are just a loser kicked out the door..."

In an instant, the teacup in front of Schiller hovered and stopped in front of him. Schiller simply stretched out his hands and opened his arms, signaling that he had nothing to hide and did not intend to resist.

Schiller indeed did not take any defensive measures, nor did he have any expression of anger. He just slowly leaned his body back, avoiding the teacup that was constantly pressing forward.

Until his back was completely pressed against the back of the chair and there was nowhere left to retreat, the teacup stopped right in front of him, even touching his forehead.

The liquid inside was surging, as if ready to splash all over him at any moment. Schiller knew that with just one thought from Magneto, he would be splashed with tea and look utterly disheveled.

Schiller also knew that this was the best way for Magneto to drive him away and give him a show of force.

Although rude, it was not out of line. According to the world's understanding of Magneto, there was a high probability he would do this.

Yet Schiller made no move at all. Not until the tea in the cup had completely calmed down did he carefully touch the side of the cup with his fingers, and after gripping it, he placed it steadily back on the table.

Magneto saw that the bottom of the teacup landed in the exact same spot where it had been placed originally, without even a millimeter of deviation. His brows slowly relaxed again.

"No need to feel angry. I was just stating a fact, while also showing you that, in fact, every psychiatrist knows how to sting others, it's just that our professional ethics do not allow us to do so."

"Still the same point: the gap in our situations is an existing fact, and it is a reality you cannot escape."

Schiller leaned his body forward again, and again stared into Magneto's eyes with his gaze, saying: "Everyone likes me, and everyone dislikes you, even including your own children. Even if I didn't make Lorna choose between you and me, the answer would be obvious."

Magneto's lips moved, as if wanting to say something, but Schiller spoke directly:

"But even if there is such a large gap in our situations, I still do not want to treat you with a rude attitude."

"And there is only one reason for that, which is... I truly appreciate who you are."

"Your actions, your thoughts, your character and ability, and your personal charisma make me willing to set aside my own arrogance to converse with you."

Looking at Schiller's sincere gaze, Magneto was stunned.