Durin's Diary

Chapter 112: How cute the cat is
When Du Lin finished the work at hand, the wall clock had already pointed to one o'clock.

Mr. Caspian had previously asked his housekeeper to take a handwritten letter to Du Lin's home, and also brought back Xia Li's fingerprints - the little girl could obviously write, but just like when she was little, she stubbornly used her fingerprints instead of signing.

Bishop Aylu was old, but he still stopped and watched Dulin complete all the work.

Nelson Thunderhammer picked up the pick axe again and pressed it together with the axe handle. Then he looked at Durin, as if asking for Durin's opinion.

What else could Du Lin say? "This is a collaboration between my friend Tony and me, and it's a birthday present for his uncle."

So Nelson Thunderhammer smiled and handed the pickaxe to Capeian Silver Peak, who had heard the news and was qualified to watch the ceremony in the studio.

Caspian's younger brother shook his head, his hands covering his chest with a pious expression. "I don't need such a precious gift for my birthday. This pickaxe that tells your story should be a gift from us, the Silver Peak family."

"I don't need any gifts. How about this, my lord, I'll just place it in the main hall of Silver Peak Fortress. What do you think?" After saying this, the sage smiled and waited for the Dwarf Lord's answer.

The latter nodded, then looked around at everyone. His majestic aura flowed through the studio at this moment. He said, "Old Nelson is very happy because someone still remembers his contributions."

Having said this, he turned to look at Durin and said, "I am also very happy, because a child of the grassland elves picked up a carving knife, just to fulfill the dream of an old man who now only lives in mortal history books. Child, you have won the friendship of the dwarves. I hope you can keep it well."

Du Lin smiled, lowered his head, and touched his chest in salute.

"We are leaving, child. May your path be broad and boundless." Sage Nelson stroked Durin's head again.

Durin looked up and watched the two dwarf gods walk into the portal.

Then, unable to suppress his tiredness any longer, he yawned loudly, and in that instant, the lights in the studio dimmed for a moment.

Dulin heard Bishop Aylu's roll call: "May your beauty spread across the earth, goddess."

A halfling girl had unknowingly sat down at the work table that Durin had just been using. She smiled and patted Durin on the head. "What a shame! If you weren't the child of the Original Creator, I would have taken you in as my divine messenger. I've never seen a genius like you."

"Thank you." Du Lin felt a little embarrassed, and at the same time he was lamenting how little appreciation of art there was in this world.

"But no matter what, I am still very much looking forward to it, because if what you said is really true, then you will create a brand new artistic way for me. If such a day really comes, I will not be stingy with my reward. Remember." After saying that, the girl jumped off the table and kissed Du Lin on the forehead generously.

Then she walked step by step towards the gradually opening portal. Just before entering, she stopped and turned to look at the Goddess of Art and Beauty in Durin with some curiosity: "You just sighed, why?"

"Uh... I think your clothes don't match your status." Du Lin spoke frankly - whether it was the high-standing kelp hair or the cloth tied around her body like a bandage, they had nothing to do with beauty or art.

"Do you have any ideas?" There was a hint of joy on the face of the god who looked like a halfling girl.

"Please let me get some sleep. When I get some inspiration, I'll prepare something for you, okay?" Du Lin replied with a wry smile.

"Well, you should take a break. After all, art is a job that requires inspiration." She nodded, waved to Du Lin, and dived into the portal.

The god's personality indeed differed depending on the camp, just as Durin had thought.

Then Du Lin opened his arms helplessly, and was hugged by Tony. The damn young dwarf was so rough that Du Lin felt like he couldn't breathe.

"Durin, my lifelong friend!" Tony laughed loudly, and then was slapped on the back of the head by his father.

"Look at how you strangled Du Lin." He looked angry, but his eyes were full of kindness and doting.

As Tony let go with an apologetic look on his face, Du Lin was finally able to breathe. He reached out and patted Tony's arm: "I just don't want you to kill yourself with stupidity." "Thank you." Tony's eyes were red.

Tony's uncle came over at this time and hugged Du Lin gently: "Thank you, son. Without your help, we don't know when we can get forgiveness and be forgiven."

"I'm glad to be able to help you. Tony is my friend."

Then Dulin looked at Mr. Caspian and opened his arms: "What about you."

The head of the family was a little embarrassed, but in the end, the shirtless old dwarf opened his arms and hugged Durin: "Thank you, child. I don't know how to repay you. You have fulfilled my family's long-cherished wish of returning home."

"Don't blame Tony, he just wants to avenge his brother." Du Lin said with a smile.

Caspian was stunned for a moment, then nodded very solemnly, then looked at his son: "It is my son's honor to have a friend like you."

"My brother, let Bishop Elu send Mr. Dulin back to rest first." said his younger brother.

So after saying goodbye to Tony, Durin followed Bishop Elu out of the Stark family's big house.

No, it is now the big house of Yinfeng family.

Sitting in the carriage, Du Lin could no longer control his sleepiness. Leaning against the cushions, he looked at Bishop Elu apologetically. Bishop Elu smiled and indicated that Du Lin could rest first: "I'll ask the driver to go slower. When we get home, have a good rest. I'll ask the academy for a day off for you."

"Thank you so much." After Du Lin said that, he tilted his head and the conversation ended.

I'm really tired. This is Du Lin's only thought at this moment.

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When he got home, Du Lin woke up and looked at his pocket watch. He realized that he had slept for two hours. The carriage had been moving really slowly along the way.

After thanking Bishop Elu, Dulin opened the door with the key.

The first thing the kitten saw was Xia Li poking his head out of the small nest that looked like a tree stump. The kitten squinted his eyes and saw that it was Du Lin. He smiled foolishly and lay down.

Then within two seconds, the kitten meowed and jumped into Du Lin's arms.

Seriously, I was wearing a robe that was one size too big, and when I was running I stepped on the edge of the robe and almost fell down.

After hugging the kitten and comforting her, Du Lin ate a few pieces of grilled chicken breast that Xia Li had heated up under her watchful eyes, and then prepared to rest.

Xia Li was also ready to go back to her tree stump to sleep. Looking at the furry little kitten, Du Lin thought for a moment and decided to take her to the big bed - the tree stump was called a bed, but the girl always slept curled up on it. Although animals like them liked to sleep in this way, in Du Lin's opinion, the bigger the bed, the better.

Xia Li cried out a few times in dissatisfaction, but was still thrown onto the big bed by Du Lin. Du Lin cast a cleaning spell on himself, changed into pajamas, got into bed, and then hugged Xia Li - just like before, Xia Li was fluffy and warm.

Happy.

　Gu, there are four updates today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)