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Chapter 1350 1348. The quack doctor Brother Crow and his hopeless patient (continued)

"Crow, the merman merchants will arrive in Transia in a few days. They are important guests who are coming here to open up trade routes under the order of Governor Hood. I have set up a banquet in Booty Bay to welcome them. As a partner, you must come with them."

Boss Huo's voice came from the communication computing orb, interrupting the busy Brother Crow's concentration.

He reluctantly turned his eyes away from the dwarven mythology book in front of him and replied:

"I don't have time, Old Huo. I have a lot of patients these days. Especially after the Eternal Night in East Prussia, many people suffered from severe mental weakness. It is said that the shadow cast by the Dark Lord aroused the darkness in their hearts, causing those people to lose control and cause a lot of trouble in Stromgarde.

Taipal invited me to come over to check out the situation, and I couldn’t get away for a while.”

"I know you're busy, but this is related to the big thing we've been doing."

Boss Huo explained:
“Didn’t you say before that you wanted to fool the financial officer sent by the wolf girl?

This time, we will use the name of the underwater trade to dispel all his concerns. With the credibility of the Great Reef Province and the Mermaid Kingdom, it is likely that the guy will be able to safely invest the Wolf Girl's wealth in it. With the blessing of the Wolf Girl's reputation, sweeping across Kakhovka and even several connected areas is not a dream. "

"That's a business issue. I'm not professional enough in this area. I can only follow your arrangements after I go there."

Brother Crow still declined:

"So I'd better do more practical things. I won't participate in your discussion. I will go there when the real action is taken. Also, I want to warn you not to spread your business too large. The scale is already a little out of control.

My advice is to close the net within a month.”

"Yeah, don't worry. My secretaries have already prepared a full set of plans. We can get out of this situation when the time comes if we act according to the plan."

Old Huo agreed, and then exchanged a few pleasantries before hanging up the phone.

Brother Crow let out a long sigh, looked at the clock hanging on the wall, and planned to set off for Stromgarde after finishing reading the dwarven myth in his hand, and provide some treatment to the best of his ability for those who were suspected of mental illness.

But just as he turned the page, he heard someone next to him say:
“Don’t bother!
A soul polluted by the Lord of Darkness will be filled with impure evil thoughts, but only those who already have shadows in their hearts will be deeply affected. Judging by the standards of ordinary people, "good people" under universal values ​​will not have such worries.

Therefore, every one of those guys who have a mental illness is not a good person.

It might be better to let them fend for themselves.”

The voice was calm and indifferent, not caring how terrible and cruel what was said was, as if they were discussing the recipe for tonight's dinner or why ants dig holes.

Normally, the sudden appearance of a person in the family yard would make the owner panic, but Brother Crow didn't.

Not only did he not panic, but he raised his head helplessly and said:
"I know you are an excellent assassin, but could you please not suddenly show up at a time like this? My heart isn't very good, to be honest, and I can't stand being surprised too many times."

"I didn't mean to scare you, doctor, I just didn't have time to knock."

At the door of Brother Crow's study, slave owner Sarifu Shadow Blade walked out from the almost invisible shadows.

Today he was dressed in traveler's attire, indeed looking like he was going on a long journey, but he was holding a few books in his hands and placed them on Brother Crow's desk. The top one was the famous "Being and Nothingness".

There is no doubt that these books should have similar contents, philosophical books from another world, the kind that ordinary people would never be interested in actively reading in their lifetime.

"I have to leave Transia, and I probably won't be coming back, so before I leave I'm going to return the books I borrowed from you and thank you."

The slave owner's fingers gently slid across the book and said:

"Although in my opinion your so-called 'treatment' is completely meaningless, I don't feel that I am better than before. On the contrary, because I have spent so much energy reading these obscure books, I have neglected exercise.

Honestly, I doubt whether you are using this method to weaken my fighting ability."

"My treatment is very effective, Your Excellency. Please do not doubt my ability in this regard."

Crow took the book and opened it to look at it. After finding some creases and a shadow elf-style bookmark on the book, he shook his head and handed it to Salifu, saying:

“Take it with you. You can take it out and read it when you are bored on the road.

This is a good book and it really helps with your situation. After all, from the first moment I saw you, I knew that you had fallen into decadent nihilism and were unable to extricate yourself, even to the point of self-destruction.

But I believe that some of the ideas in this book can allow you to look at and examine your past life from another perspective.

In fact, I was not doing you any harm by suggesting that you convert to a certain faith.

I explained to you that what happened between you and Truman has become a taboo in your past memories, like thorns wrapped around your hands. You can't even touch that memory yourself, let alone face it or let it go. What's more important is!

My series of psychological interventions are not useless, it's just that you are resisting treatment.

You view the past as a sin that must be borne, and therefore have a "martyrdom"-like sentiment, and see it as a part of atonement.

Don't be too quick to deny it, Mr. Salivot.

I don't need your approval or answer, you just need to answer yourself. Only you know the answer to this question.

You killed Truman and suffered a lot because of it. You knew you had to do something to prevent your guilt from becoming a cause of suicide, so you regarded Truman's ideals as your own ideals and decided to spend the rest of your life overthrowing the Shadow Elves' social problems that were too bad to be solved.

Unfortunately, you lack the relevant professional knowledge and have no idea how to lead men who have suffered the same fate as you.

Without the guidance of correct thinking, you can only use violence to solve problems, and you indulge in it day after day and eventually become a group of hopeless thugs. Even this organization itself has become a chain that binds you. "

The crow stood up and looked at the silent slave owner in front of him with a sharp gaze.

他 说:

"You have realized that what you have done will not make the shadow elf society better. You have realized that you cannot fulfill Truman's ideals by yourself, so you seek answers from a group of 'bad friends' and naturally accept the influence of the monk's stupid and annihilative thinking.

That’s when you step into a mental trap from which you cannot escape.

In your heart, you think that everything is meaningless. In this case, there is no difference between saving and destroying. You may not be able to create a new world like Truman did, but you can at least destroy the old world and let the weeds of hope grow freely among the ruins.

So, you run all the way on this road.
But this is wrong!

When you needed help the most, the abbot polluted you with his extreme ideas.

I don't deny that the question of the existence value of life is a false proposition in itself. I am actually a nihilist, but you and I have completely different answers to the question of "the meaning of life."

I give you these books to let you know that when faced with despair, you can choose to give up on yourself and destroy yourself along with the world, or you can stop worrying about the value and meaning of existence and face your life and the world with a freer attitude.

Since everything will lead to nothingness, there is no need to worry about whether your existence is valuable to the world, no need to insist on proving something to anyone, and no need to insist on sacrificing yourself to answer a question that may not have an answer from the beginning. "

He looked at Salifu in front of him and asked:

"Are you so sure that if Truman were alive, he would be able to do what he wanted to do? You have read a lot of books these days, and I believe you can understand that the problem of the Shadow Elves cannot be solved by one or two heroes. If Truman were alive today, he would probably be as painful and confused as you.

His luck was that he was killed by you before he realized his incompetence, and his pain was eventually inherited by you.

I'm not provoking you!
I just want to express my true opinion on this matter at this farewell moment.

You and Truman are both looking for fish in a tree. If you can't look at the problem objectively, you can't expect to get the right answer. You can't even see your own mind clearly, so how can you save your suffering compatriots?
Your problems are exactly the same as those faced by twenty-somethings in my world.

Too much thinking, too little action; too many questions, too little knowledge.

My final advice to you is, don't try to attribute all your problems to your past mistakes, and don't try to solve the problems alone. There is no answer in this world that can make the Shadow Elves return to normal overnight.

You are a classic example of how anyone who tries to take shortcuts in this kind of situation will eventually be punished by fate.

You've lost everything, Salif, you have nothing left to lose, but this is your chance, your chance to find yourself again."

After Brother Crow finished speaking, Sarifu said nothing.

Regardless of whether this was a provocation or indeed a form of "talk therapy", he did not respond to these remarks, but the fact that Brother Crow could openly talk about his relationship with Truman without being stabbed in the heart by Salifu shows Brother Crow's "amazing attainments" in this regard.

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You can say he bewitched or he deceived.

But he actually raised the personal reputation of a Dusk Boss to "Friendly", which is a miracle that other players could never achieve.

"You want to persuade me to return to the right path?"

The slave owner raised his head, looked at Brother Crow, and said in a sarcastic tone:

"You want to tell me I have a second chance?"

"No, you're gone."

Brother Crow shook his head and said:

“But you don’t need that. As I said, you’ve gone too far down the path of self-destruction. It’s the energy in your heart that keeps you going.

You are already dead!
When the sword that killed Truman was used, you died along with your brother. The one who survived is just a body that keeps moving forward to realize an impossible ideal. When the energy in your heart dissipates, that is when you collapse.

I never thought of saving you. I'm just a lawyer, not a wizard. I don't have the power to change the world like my companions.

I simply hope that through my intervention, you will choose to rest in peace when you finally collapse, rather than allowing despair to shape you into something more horrible. The world is already full of disasters and it really doesn't need any more crazy shadow elf butchers."

"But as a doctor, you should at least give me, a patient, some advice!"

Salifu said coldly:

"Instead of treating me as your test subject, you shamelessly dissected my thoughts and consciousness and kicked me away. How is this different from the head monk you hate? Even if it is an incurable disease, you should at least give me some symbolic prescriptions."

"I've already given you advice."

The crow pointed at the book in Salifu's hand and said solemnly:

“Read more, fight less, don’t act recklessly when you encounter problems, learn to arm yourself with knowledge instead of letting yourself fall into the nature of beasts. Violence is the lowest way to solve all problems. Once you indulge in it, you will no longer have any chance of wisdom.

I think, if you had gathered those children together and given them books instead of swords as the first thing, perhaps the situation would be different now.

I have read so many books for you, Salifu, do you really not feel anything at all?
The dignity you want requires not only a hand that holds a sword, but also a pen to record and books like this that analyze the problems.

But personally, my advice to you is to do what you are good at.”

He repeated what he had just said:
“You may not be able to build a new world, but you can destroy the old world of injustice and allow the weeds of hope to grow freely among the ruins.”

"Isn't this exactly the same advice the head monk gave me?"

Salifu said sarcastically:

"Sure enough, saying so much can't change the fact that you are a quack. I am really wasting my time and life here these days. I wanted to give you some consultation fees, but I finally decided to spare your life.

Take care of yourself, quack!

Not every patient is as good-tempered as me.”

After saying that, he turned and disappeared into the shadow of the study, but he did not leave behind the book that Brother Crow asked him to take with him.

The "quack doctor" Crow did not get angry because of the patient's ridicule. On the contrary, he tidied up his study and left his courtyard on time. He also met Patriarch Natalie at the door.

The latter was riding a horse to Stromgarde to assist in treating the patients there, and happened to go with Brother Crow.

The two of them left the neighborhood while talking. When they were about to enter the airship tower, Natalie looked at the crow beside her and said:

"Your dangerous patient has just left. He followed you until you were safe, obviously to prevent me from arresting you, a quack who is entangled with the dusk. Are you crazy? Do you know that if what you have done during this period is known, not only the Transians, but also your compatriots will despise you for it.

This is already a betrayal!"

"I'm just doing my part."

Brother Crow said with a smile:
"I can't just kick the patient out when he comes to me. Besides, I ran to you for help the first time he came, and you didn't refuse me to continue to contact him, right? My awesome bodyguard, sir."

"Humph."

Ms. Natalie snorted expressionlessly, but when the two of them walked into the cabin of the airship, she couldn't help but ask:
"So, what are you trying to do to him?"

"You can't use such a derogatory word as 'bewitching', ma'am. To be precise, I am just treating you and adding a little guidance at most."

The crow corrected:
“I had no intention of taking advantage of a poor man, I just wanted him to know what his problem was.

He has eaten more rice than I have eaten salt, and he has killed more people than I have ever seen. A person like him does not need to be seduced at all!
When he finds the answer himself, he will take action immediately. However, as I said, a man with blood on his hands like Lord Salivo will not have a second chance. All he can do is swing the sword at the right target at the right moment on the way to self-collapse.

So, let us mourn for the next victim who deserves it.

I hope this soul can find a little relief on the road to destruction. He is destined to suffer in the hell of shadow elves for ten thousand years, but if he can get an answer before going to hell, perhaps ten thousand years of torture will be worth it for him.

Bless my patient, for he is beyond help."

(End of this chapter)