Dridge recognized Mu Yan, but his mind was now filled with all kinds of complex emotions such as fear, depression, and surprise, and even surprise was squeezed aside.

Mu Yan smiled at him slightly, and then spoke.

"There's a lot I want to say, but first, let me make my point clear."

He suddenly faced the five hundred students present, swept his gaze in rows, and finally turned his head and raised his chin at Teacher Hans.

"I want to say all of you, you, you, oh, and you......

"What do you think you are? Witness? Hearing witnesses? Ordinary passers-by? No, no, no, you are a group of people who are numb, depressed, secretly glad that the misfortune of others did not befall them, and are extremely glad for the inaction at the beginning, and are stepping down the path of accomplices. In other words, you are Barry's accomplices.

"Am my words excessive? No, it could be more excessive. You think your hands are clean, but in reality you are just living by instinct, by inertia, driven by desire, tying the victim to the abuser and watching his body and soul destroyed...... Your hands are stained with blood.

"What more can I say? Ladies and gentlemen? Well done, you're so much more capable than I thought you were. ”

Hans couldn't help but interrupt him.

"Mr. Mu Yan, you-"

"This is just the beginning, Mr. Hans, and if you think I'm talking nonsense, then I'm doing nothing different from yours - it's all black and white upside down." Mu Yan smiled and said before Hans could speak: "And you should know better than me, this level of language is not too much in the hearing, right?" ”

Hans shut his mouth shut.

Indeed, this kind of language is not too much at all at the hearing, after all, this is the place where the aristocracy charges for spraying, dating back to the past, when the oratories were prevalent, and there were still people here who changed their tricks and cursed, and the use of swear words in different languages was regarded by the nobles as a reflection of their own knowledge...... The irony that can be mixed with fables and allusions is even more powerful.

"I am an adventurer, and I had many visions and fantasies about the great city of Faran before I came to it." Mu Yan described it in a brisk tone: "It's like a homeless man looking at the beautiful, expensive food in the glass window on the night of the National Day...... He would scrape his stomach and describe it in the most beautiful words he could think of.

"But—

He didn't know that it was just a sample made of wax, with a shiny exterior and a terrible taste. The same is true of the Fa Lan City, folks, it doesn't even have a handicraft that looks beautiful. In the words of our Orientals, it is called 'gold and jade are ruined on the outside'.

"It is said that this is the sacred place of the mage, the dream of the scholars of Lokan, the oasis that the practitioners of civilization have carved out of the desert of ignorance with torches......

"Here, however, I do not see any thirst for knowledge, of truth, but rather of a crowd of adherents of power and desire, and of businessmen who are glamorous on the outside, but corrupted on the inside, and who regard all things as bargaining chips......"

"Watch your words, Mr. Mu Yan. Your words have nothing to do with this matter! ”

Hans scolded again.

"Is it really irrelevant?" Mu Yan retorted loudly. "Will the true aristocracy, the true noble aristocracy, allow you to speak nonsense with your eyes open like this, and sit back and watch a brave man be nailed to the pillar of shame and trampled on it?

"In ancient times, there was no empire, and at that time the aristocracy managed the commoners, and learning was a luxury that they could have. For the aristocracy of that era, they were respected because of knowledge, culture, experience, and mind, all of which came from learning!

"It is the tireless study that makes them, the nobles, the ancestors, so they retain a humble heart, because the more they know, the more they are in awe, and the more they know the value of knowledge.

"They don't get complacent because of this, and they don't think they're 'noble' because of their status as pioneers. When you walk through a bustling bazaar and ask a vegetable seller 'what kind of nobleman is you?' the answer is often 'Ah, that's a great old man, he has great learning, he is virtuous, he is the ruler of a city, he is our guardian......'"

"And now?

"'Aristocrats? It was a group of rich people who lived in the Cruze neighborhood, and their children were born bright and high, and they had large farms and estates outside the city, and even the potty was made of silver......

"Don't you think it's ironic? No one mentions knowledge anymore, it is no longer important, it is no longer a source of nobility...... Why? Can you answer this question? ”

Mu Yan looked at everyone on the committee seat mockingly, even the oldest man couldn't help but avoid his gaze.

"Can't answer, right? I'll tell you, you're rotten, rotten in your heart!

"Courage, faith, integrity, perseverance. These four words were hung in the barracks of the Turing Swordsmen, and His Excellency Yunero said that it was the basic code of a knight and a nobleman. Later, the Jialans brought it from the Morning Star to the city of Falan and engraved it on the ceiling of the Great Hall of Weston, but they failed to carve it into your hearts.

"The soil of Fa Lan City has not changed from beginning to end, but the beauty of watering in the past, cultivating great mages and sages, and now the desire to water has turned it into a quagmire that exudes a rancid smell and cultivated all of you here.

"I have no doubt about the motives of some people."

He looked at Barry, and the cold gaze made the little nobleman sit on pins and needles in his chair, and frequently looked uneasily at the committee seat, as if hoping that the group would shut up the fellow.

He was obviously a strong man who was a head taller than Mu Yan, but now he felt that the young man in front of him was as terrifying as a giant beast, and he couldn't help but turn pale, and he didn't look like he had won the battle before.

"They wish that a 'misfit' rebel who is trying to break free from the mire jumps out and then plays with him in the public eye, kills him, and sinks his body to the deepest part of the mire, like a dead crow hanging from the arm of a scarecrow in the ridges, just to warn you that this is what will happen to them! It is to extinguish the hope in your hearts once and for all!

"And you, do nothing!"

Mu Yan looked at everyone present.

"You think you're out of it, but in reality everyone is in it. When oppression and cruelty come, some of you run desperately, some stop to watch, and some even gloat......

"But, someone stepped forward!

"In my opinion, this is the highest order of courage, overcoming the innate instinct of man as an animal, overcoming the rationality of human beings born of intelligence! The instinct to survive can keep a person alive, but only physically, and at that point, the will, spirit, and soul ...... All of them are dead. ”

"But he's different." Mu Yan sighed, "Mr. Dridge, at that time, he stepped forward, he became Miss Judy's hero, and at the same time, he also became his own hero. Isn't he aware of the consequences of this? Of course not, he knows, he probably knows better than anyone here, but he doesn't hesitate.

"So I said, he's a hero! His soul is taller than anyone else! ”

The classroom was silent, and Mu Yan's words seemed to hit the ground, splashing with bursts of echoes, echoing in everyone's ears.

The students in the public gallery all bowed their heads, and the remaining shame made them feel ashamed.

Hans frowned all the time, and he began to have a bad feeling.

"Then Mr. Mu Yan, you-"

"I'm not done yet, Your Excellency."

Mu Yan interrupted him again.

"Heroes are not born to be, they have to go through hardships, setbacks, painful whipping, and even betrayal and oppression, and I can understand how Dridge is feeling now, confused, angry, but unable to resist...... So much so that they began to wonder if what they were doing was right and whether it was 'worth it'. That's what I call 'destroying,' and that's what Barry wants to do, and it's about to succeed." Destroying a person is done from the inside out, especially destroying a 'hero', and it must and can only be done.

"Not all of us can be heroes, but at the very least, we can make ourselves supporters of heroes and avoid becoming accomplices to insensitivity. Gentlemen, while you are not drowning in the mire, while your blood is not extinguished, try to reach out, save him, warm him, and don't let a hero's heart die completely.

"Someday, when you think back to today, you'll be grateful to me, I promise. Even if you don't become a hero, you can beat your chest and proudly say, 'I protected a hero and didn't let him die.'" You can also confidently straighten your chest and say to future generations, at that moment, I didn't become an 'accomplice', I became my own hero. ”