Chapter 1094

Upon hearing this answer, Magneto and Polaris both felt absurd at the same time.

What had just happened, although ordinary people couldn't see any waves, and even Scott, who was also a mutant, didn't know what kind of contest this pair of father and daughter had gone through in their professional fields, they themselves were very clear.

It was not difficult to imprison Polaris; the difficulty was that she couldn't be pressed on the spot, nor could she be hurt; Magneto was also doing this for the first time; in the past, he had always directly used violent means to press Polaris down.

And it was also the first time Polaris had been deprived of all her abilities before she had time to erupt with her power; she didn't even have the chance to have a big fight to vent her emotions before she was forced to calm down.

It was Magneto's first time pouring cold water on someone in this way, and it was also Polaris's first time being poured from head to toe with ice water like this.

However, Magneto felt more relieved than usual.

Actually, Magneto didn't want to fight Polaris at all; as proud as he was, how could he like bullying the small? His and Polaris's power were not on the same level at all; complete crushing, what was the point?

It couldn't be called honing fighting skills, and it couldn't even be called a fight at all; it could only be called one-sided bullying; suppressing Polaris with force was meaningless to Magneto and was not a victory at all.

Although Magneto was serious, stubborn, and didn't know how to speak, he was not a pervert who liked to abuse his own biological daughter; Polaris provoked him, he subdued Polaris; after this process was repeated countless times, he only felt annoyed.

However, if he didn't do this, it was impossible to let Polaris provoke him; he didn't have such a good temper and also needed to maintain his prestige.

Therefore, after several such conflicts, Magneto had lost all patience; as long as Polaris showed a hint of wanting to provoke him, he would directly solve it with force.

In Magneto's understanding, anyway, whether fighting early or late, it had to be fought; pressing Polaris there early could also make her say less stupid things.

But actually, this had no sense of achievement at all; it was like tightening screws on an assembly line; one or two successes might have a sense of pleasure in manifesting one's own power, but after repeating it dozens or hundreds of times, only the boredom of routine remained.

However, this time, Magneto actually felt a hint of schadenfreude.

Without a doubt, his stupid and rebellious daughter had just yielded, but she had suffered such a big loss, yet it was only because of a small matter like not knocking on the door.

Polaris was even more broken; she looked at Shiler with a very serious gaze and asked: "... Are you sick?!"

Shiler didn't speak; he stood up and took two steps back; he stood by the door, his index finger and middle finger together, his muscles slightly exerting force, and flicked the door with his fingertips, making a crisp "ta" sound.

"Don't sit on the ground; it's very cold, Miss Lorna; if you have anything to do, we can talk in detail on the sofa... stand up."

Polaris sat on the spot, let out a breath, pursed her lips and stood up, looking at Shiler with a stubborn gaze; just as she intended to do something, Shiler turned his head to Magneto and said:

"Erik, have you told anyone in advance that you don't want to be disturbed during this time? Is this your guest-receiving time?"

"I don't have guest-receiving time." Magneto answered.

"Alright, Miss Lorna, it seems you need to call this office in advance to ask if we have time to receive your visit." Shiler looked at Polaris's eyes again and said.

"You should know that your father's temper isn't very good; if you don't call in advance, you might disturb his rest, which will make him very irritable, and you will also be scolded."

"But this can't all be blamed on him; if I were broken into the office during non-guest-receiving time, I would also feel very irritable; aren't you?"

Polaris stared with her eyes, just wanting to answer "no," when Shiler revealed a smile and said: "If you don't mind, when you sleep in the middle of the night today, I will call and chat with you about Hegel's philosophy..."

Polaris, with the words on the tip of her tongue, silently closed her mouth and swallowed the rebuttal; because, looking at today's posture, Shiler would definitely do what he said; Polaris didn't want to be called up at 3:00 AM today to listen to a lecture.

"Actually, Erik not having guest-receiving time is actually not very normal; I think you shouldn't be able to guess it either."

"How about this, according to my guest-receiving time, now, I can receive visitors, so you don't have to call, but you have to knock on the door; this is basic manners."

Polaris's first reaction was to breathe a sigh of relief, but subsequently, she revealed a strange expression, wondering why she was so easily satisfied, actually feeling happy because she didn't have to call and only needed to knock on the door to enter this room.

However, Polaris still shook her head, cleared her throat, reached out, and gently knocked on the door.

"Please come in, Miss." Shiler gave up his position; Polaris walked in with her head held high, walked to the sofa, sat down with a thud, crossed her legs, crossed her arms, and started staring at Magneto.

Scott, who followed Polaris, covered his eyes; very rarely, he didn't sit beside Polaris, but sat opposite her.

Magneto stood behind the table, recalling the series of interactions between Shiler and Polaris within these few minutes.

This gave him a very strange feeling; he had never seen, nor had he ever imagined, similar events, and this kind of handling method.

Is Shiler as gentle as Professor X?

Actually, not really; throughout the process, he appeared very tough; Polaris didn't give him an answer, so he first poured a basin of cold water on Polaris, letting her fall into a disheveled state, and then constantly used psychological pressure to force her to answer, strengthening control step by step, guiding Polaris to make the reaction he wanted.

Magneto was very clear that using violence, it was impossible to make Polaris perform this series of actions, because he had already tried it.

Forcibly pressing Polaris with violence would only make her more and more irritable, and she would start to constantly resist, even disregarding her own physical condition, falling into a kind of extreme madness.

But is Shiler very rough?

Not really either; throughout this series of confrontations, he appeared polite, always calling Polaris "Miss Lorna," not using any insulting vocabulary, not mocking her, nor educating her from a high position, and not even saying a big principle.

However, Polaris just did as he said, and afterward, she didn't feel humiliated or sad, and even felt a bit triumphant, completely forgetting how angry and broken she was at the beginning.

What on earth is going on? Magneto fell into thought.

"My anxiety disorder has just recovered not long ago, and the symptoms of neurasthenia haven't completely disappeared; the sound you made when you rushed in just now gave me a big fright; my heart rate hasn't completely dropped yet."

Shiler also sat opposite Polaris; hearing him say this, Polaris was stunned for a moment; she just wanted to open her mouth, but Shiler said in a surprised tone: "So Scott didn't tell you? My God, it seems I misunderstood you!"

"I just said, how could a young lady with good upbringing and compassion be so inconsiderate to a mental patient who hasn't recovered yet? So it turns out you didn't know."

After speaking, Shiler stood up again, brought a cup of hot tea, and gently placed it in front of Polaris; Polaris suddenly appeared a bit at a loss.

Shiler smiled and said to her: "Miss Lorna, I heard from Professor X that you are actually a person with delicate thoughts; then you should have cared about my and Professor X's physical condition the first time you saw Scott just now, right?"

Polaris coughed awkwardly and said somewhat stutteringly: "That, I... actually..."

Polaris looked at Scott with a look for help, but Scott was not a person who was very good at covering up; he just opened his mouth somewhat clumsily and said: "Ah, yes, Lorna asked me, maybe I didn't explain it clearly..."

But at this time, Polaris reacted; Scott wanted to take the blame for her; if Scott admitted it, wouldn't it appear that he had very low emotional intelligence, and when facing his friend's concern for teachers, he also gave a perfunctory answer?

If Scott really admitted it, maybe he would leave a bad impression in Shiler's heart, and Professor X might also know about this; if it spread, Scott's reputation might be affected.

Like other second-generation mutants, Polaris had a very big advantage, which was being very loyal to her friends; she immediately opened her mouth and said: "It has nothing to do with Scott, it's just... it's just I forgot; I was in a hurry to come over and didn't have time to ask..."

"Oh, so that's how it is; it doesn't matter." Shiler nodded, not having any intention to pursue it at all; Polaris had just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Shiler ask a death question:

"Then, why were you in such a hurry to come here?"

Polaris stretched out a hand, covered half her face; in this atmosphere, how could she say she was worried that Magneto and Shiler would fight?

Polaris knew that her purpose in coming here was to prevent Magneto from leaving a bad impression on Shiler.

But if she opened her mouth now to say Magneto was completely an annoying violent maniac and I was afraid he would fight with you, on one hand, this would definitely lower Magneto's impression in Shiler's heart, which was the exact opposite of her goal.

On the other hand, Shiler might not know what contradictions there were between their father and daughter; according to ordinary people's understanding, if a daughter said this about her father, wouldn't her own reputation be ruined too?

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Polaris was there, opening her mouth for a long time, unable to say half a sentence, and Magneto, who was standing behind the table, was even more schadenfreude.

One person's bad luck is called bad luck; two people's bad luck is called fun.

If you fall into a pit first, you might feel sad, but if you watch the second person fall into the pit, you will be very happy; Magneto was in such a state of mind now.

It didn't matter that he was stumped by the dilemma Shiler gave him; Polaris, who was always baring her fangs and brandishing her claws in front of him and rebellious 365 days a year, was also stumped by Shiler's dilemma, which was very interesting.

In order to watch Polaris's wonderful expression at close range, Magneto even walked behind Shiler, opposite Polaris, looking down at her, seeing how his stupid daughter intended to answer Shiler's question.

Polaris wasn't stupid either; she first looked at Shiler's smiling expression, then looked up at Magneto's half-smiling expression.

Polaris, who was strong all her life, took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, revealed a fake smile that didn't reach her eyes, and looked at Magneto's eyes:

"I came to find Erik, because... I missed him."