Durin's Diary

Chapter 103 Destiny (I)

There are still twenty-four hours until the monthly exam.

The deadline is approaching, but Du Lin doesn't care. He has already scored nine points, and as the first winner of the monthly exam, he is sure to win.

After giving the letter to Anta to Hemer and asking her to take it to the ambassador for delivery, Du Lin fell into a state of idleness. Elaine did not come to see Du Lin today, probably because she was struggling with the deadline - she said she wanted to correct her facial paralysis.

Du Lin sat by the fire to keep warm. After the strong wind stopped, he got up and went out wearing his windbreaker.

Melinda saw Du Lin coming through the door and window, so she stepped aside and pointed behind her. Du Lin saw Elaine - the bird lying on the sofa with a radiograph on her head, struggling just as Du Lin had imagined.

"Then I'll go to the academy by myself."

"Aren't you already nine points?"

"Go and see the various aspects of life. By the way, when will your materials arrive?"

Du Lin was asking about the equipment Melinda had ordered before. The little rabbit stubbornly wanted to provide some materials for Du Lin to make her a dagger, but the materials had not arrived yet, so Du Lin asked.

"It was seized by the trading hall of the Giant King's Court. Two hundred grams of meteoric iron. Those giants are so stingy. They said that blacksmiths of other races cannot smelt meteoric iron. My grandfather is helping me negotiate." Melinda had a bad look on her face when she talked about this.

"Is that so? But giants are just outrageous. I'll leave first and wait for your good news." Du Lin waved his hand and left.

As for the Giant King's Court Trading Hall that Melinda mentioned, it is true that the giant blacksmiths, dwarf blacksmiths and elf blacksmiths have looked down on each other for a long time. The meteorite ingots made by the giant blacksmiths are extremely hard, but the production process has never been passed on to others. Even the export of meteorite iron is calculated in grams.

In Du Lin's opinion, these three-meter-tall giants had buttholes smaller than chicken hearts, bulging with petty cunning. If Du Lin was pushed too far, he'd have to dig up the smelting process for alloy steel. He wanted to see if your Meteorite Anchor, no matter how impressive it was, could rival alloy steel.

However, we should always take a long-term view. Higgins is still collecting materials to prepare the original penicillin, and his family's laboratory is used. The craftsman who originally made the smiling mushroom powder has been staring at moldy bread and fruit in the past two days, which can be regarded as a kind of retribution.

Two flowers bloom, each with its own beauty. The situation of piling up work is too cruel for a lazy gardener like Du Lin.

And there were no classes today—except for Du Lin, all the students were facing their own deadlines.

So Du Lin once again wandered into the sketching department where he loved to draw apples. Instructor Fernando was sitting by the window, talking about Du Lin's short film with relish. But no matter how his students tried to tempt him, he said that he would let everyone see it during the Spring Festival.

Du Lin did not join them, but stood in the corridor in the distance, watching the snow falling from the sky and feeling the spring chill unique to the north, until a little dwarf girl ran over - this was Dean Sean Tarell's assistant, and she brought Du Lin a message.

She said the dean was looking for Du Lin and said there was something important.

What else is important?

Du Lin was puzzled, but still followed the young assistant to the dean's office.

The assistant pointed to the door, then turned and quickly disappeared around the corner of the corridor. When Du Lin pushed the door open, he saw Mrs. Salin with her arms folded across her chest, while the dean was struggling against invisible hands on the wall.

Du Lin was silent for a while, stared at the two people in the office for a while, and finally chose to close the door.

Taking out his pocket watch and counting down to ten seconds, Du Lin pushed the door open again.

Mrs. Salin was sitting in the guest chair in front of the office, sipping coffee in one hand.

The dean sat on his high chair with his short legs on the table. He did not look at all embarrassed as he did when he was fighting for his life with the wizard's hand.

"Mr. Dean, do you have something to talk to me about?" Du Lin, with a serious expression, was trying hard not to laugh.

"Yes, we've seen your short film, it's excellent. Therefore, our academy will recommend you as a promising new director to the production team of the program celebrating His Majesty's centenary at Wuyou Palace." The dean then briefly introduced Wuyou Palace to Du Lin. "Wuyou Palace is the king's only palace, which means you'll have the opportunity to serve His Majesty. If you're chosen, please don't let this opportunity go to waste."

Du Lin nodded, then looked at the dean: "I understand, but are we going to make a movie for His Majesty?"

The person who answered this question was not the dean, but Mrs. Salin. She nodded and said, "Indeed, but if you use the word record, it would be better."

Documentary.

Du Lin had a blank expression on his face, but he was already laughing inside.

You, the king's ministers, really know how to pick the time. The king is ninety-eight this year, right? Such a big production has to be started some time in advance, right?

Bullshit, what should I do with only two years? I have to read countless history books and find the real answer from so many fallacies. He is not my dad, why should I care about him?

Thinking of this, the only thing Du Lin wanted to do was to refuse.

Just as Du Lin was about to speak, Dean Sean Tarell's sudden words made Du Lin feel a little numb.

"I showed your short film to Robert today. He was very satisfied with it, and your great-uncle even wanted to meet you in person."

My great-uncle?

My father is his eldest nephew?
"Then when can we meet?" Du Lin put away the thought of refusing.

"His Majesty has been very busy lately. He'll come see you as soon as he has time." The dean thought for a moment, then added, "You'd better prepare. Although Robert likes your short film, Wuyou Palace still wants to test you. After all, you're just a student, unknown. But don't worry about that. These days, film directors are either vulgar lechers who only know how to pat other people's thighs, or unknown figures who are even worse than you. There are only a handful of people like Duterte. Your short film is very good, and that's worth commending."

"Thank you, Dean and Madam, for your concern. I understand. I'll make preparations." Du Lin nodded, demonstrating his resolve. He then said goodbye to the two elders and left the Dean's office.

When there was still a small gap in the door, Du Lin saw that the dean had been grabbed by the wizard and hung on the wall.

Old Yi Xu, did you know that your lover causes campus violence in the college every day?

Du Lin closed the door with an expressionless face. As for the silent cry of a certain dean... it was silent, so naturally it could not be heard.

Standing in the corridor, Du Lin looked at the portraits on the wall. These people were all graduates of the college. They had achieved great success and it was eventually the college that asked for their portraits. Under each portrait, there was a comparison between their life story and the portrait when they were young.

In just a moment, Du Lin suddenly had an idea.

Very good idea.

Du Lin began to run in the corridor, jumped onto the handrail of the stairs and went down quickly, crossed the flower beds in the garden, and pushed open the door of the library.

He had a very bold design, but the problem now was that he needed countless extremely thick history books, which would be filled with the life and death stories of heroes and kings of every era, as well as countless corresponding books.

Yes, since the ministers of Wuyou Palace want to sing praises for their majesty, Du Lin must cater to their wishes.

Soon, Dulin found several history books filled with stories of heroes and kings who had shone brightly in the fight against the eastern greenskins and aliens in various periods of history.

Then they began to screen them based on their affairs before and after death. Those who were kind and filial were not accepted, so the list of candidates, which had 73 people at the time, was reduced to half.

Among the remaining people, some died young, some died in subsequent battles, some were slandered as traitors to the order in their old age, and some were expelled from the order in the final stage of their lives because of their sense of justice.

Whether it was fame or fortune before their death or right or wrong after their death, everything they said and did was impeccable in Du Lin's view.

Even the subsequent rehabilitation and reflection could not make up for the damage caused to them, but they are worthy of the name of heroes.

In the end, Durin selected seven heroes and kings.

The first one is the high elf hero, Verdurous Star Nero.

This is a rebellious high elf. She is not as old-fashioned as her peers and never regards humans as unevolved apes or monkeys. Her era is in the last century, that is, one hundred and ten years ago. Cuixing fought in this world for forty-one years and turned the tide in countless battles with the Chaos Cult until she disappeared in the Black Zone in the east during a mission.

Going missing in the black zone is no different from dying.

Second is the moon elf hero, Mimir Moonsong.

In fact, he is a moon elf with dominant grassland elf blood. Although he is short, he has been serving in Cuixing's operations. In the end, he and Cuixing disappeared in the operation.

People have not been able to find them since then, but the Eternal Night Island and the Eternal Day Island still completed the burial ceremony for him and her.

This is a rare event that all three elf lords are happy to see.

Several gods even came in person and presented flowers to the ceremonies.

The third is the human hero, the Hero King of the North, Sbel Finch.

Seven hundred years ago, humans first entered this bitter cold land, led by Sbel Finch's father.

This small kingdom was the predecessor of the Northern Kingdom. After his father's death, this young man stood up. He stabilized the defense line against the alien species and took the initiative to put aside past grudges with the giants. For the first time, humans and giants stood together on the battlefield against the alien species, and won the favor of the giants with their unparalleled bravery.

Later, this young king of northern descent married the daughter of the Giant King, who was said to be a young daughter with dwarfism. But in Durin's opinion, it was very likely that the queen was a hybrid of human and giant. However, history was about to become a myth, and no one could understand the story of seven hundred years ago.

King Spell lived for sixty-seven years and eventually died of a cold caused by drinking. The Finch family continued to rule this land for nearly four hundred years, and the last queen married Dodge Meyer at the time.

This is the fourth and second hero-king of the Northern Kingdom, the founder of the Meyer Dynasty. Dodge Meyer was originally just the son of an earl in the then capital of Finch. When he was young, he met the then young queen during an adventure.

In that era, the greenskins invaded this land. The queen's father and brother died in the fight against the invasion of the greenskin orcs. The territory troops trained by Dodge Meyer resisted the attacks of these orcs again and again. He finally led the legion assembled under his banner and, together with a hero of the giants, completely drove the orcs out of the north.

After the war, he welcomed back the young queen, who was willing to marry him, and he gladly agreed.

This is a beautiful story of a hero and a beauty, but in his twilight years, Dodge once again joined the army to respond to the war cry against the green-skinned orcs blown by the Order of the Original Creator. The war went smoothly, but life is short after all, and King Dodge, who was seventy-nine years old, eventually died of illness in the army.

Two years ago, his beloved queen had died of illness in Copenhagen.

The original creator personally led Dodge to his faith - the temple of the Lord of the Northern Storm.

After transcribing the life story of the fourth hero, Du Lin looked at the fifth hero.

Betty Brando, a halfling girl who lived six hundred years ago, was a saint who fought to the last moment for the survival of the Sidney United when the Sidney United was at war with the Northern Kingdom.

She is a typical short girl from the countryside of a different race.

(End of this chapter)