Durin's Diary

Chapter 113 Zifeiyu

Du Lin got up at seven o'clock.

It wasn’t because he had slept a lot, but because Elaine almost broke down his door.

The little bird got the news from somewhere early in the morning and started knocking on the door as soon as the sun rose.

The first thing he said when he walked in was, "Du Lin, have you become a divine messenger?"

Du Lin himself couldn't tell how many times the information had been passed on. After asking Elaine in detail, he found out that the news reached her at 6:55 in the morning. Du Lin awkwardly apologized to Grandpa Ron and Mrs. Ron who were standing on the second-floor balcony watching all this, and then took Elaine into the house.

"Do you think I look like a messenger of God?" Du Lin asked.

Elaine looked Du Lin up and down several times, and finally shook her head: "I don't know."

You don't know where the strength came from when you smashed my door. Is it because the muscles grew in your skull, leaving no room for the brain to develop? You Uccello birdmen really don't understand the situation regardless of the universe or time, right?

Du Lin was furious and anxious, but he'd been exhausted yesterday and now he was hungry and upset, suffering from the uniquely low blood sugar level experienced by grassland elves. Fortunately, Xia Li had quickly heated up the leftover chicken breast from yesterday and prepared a large cup of hot milk cocoa for Du Lin, brimming with honey and sugar.

After eating and drinking, Du Lin told Elaine everything that happened yesterday - except for Tony's little thing, after all, the gods didn't think it mattered, but if others knew about it, they would probably lose their heads.

The little Uccello bird kept its mouth slightly open the whole time, looking confused about the situation, until it heard that in addition to the Dwarf Lord, the Goddess of Art and Beauty would also die, and then the girl's mouth opened even wider.

This made Du Lin very sad. Can you do anything else besides opening your mouth slightly?

Then I heard Elaine say in a very exaggerated tone of voice: "Du Lin, you are really amazing!"

...You have no other words to think of except "awesome".

Du Lin sighed: "Have you eaten?"

Then he felt that he had nothing else to say. This discovery made Du Lin completely desperate - what should I do if I am assimilated by this little bird.

"No, I was cooking at that time." Elaine replied obediently: "I came here immediately after hearing the news."

Then the girl and Melinda beside her had a stunned expression for a moment, and then they stood up screaming. The two girls trotted open the door and ran towards their small building.

Du Lin and Xia Li stood in front of the window, looking at the flames in her kitchen and the pathetic appearance of the bird girl and the rabbit girl jumping up and down to put out the fire. The master and the maid were silent for a long time.

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Du Lin took Elaine, who had put out the fire and handed the tragic scene over to the repair team, to the academy. Today was the day Elaine's short film would be graded, and it was also the day all students except Du Lin would be executed. Although Du Lin didn't need to go, it would be a pleasure to go and see all kinds of life.

As soon as he arrived at the door, the dwarf security guard on duty today saw Du Lin and opened the door without saying a word: "Please come in, Mr. Du Lin."

"Thank you." Du Lin happily took Elaine into the academy.

The scores for each subject were announced directly in class, so Elaine went there first to check her scores.

Du Lin stood far away, using his telescope to examine the overall standings. This was a hallmark of the academy. Every monthly exam, the top and bottom 100 students were listed on this large blackboard. As a little cutie, Du Lin naturally couldn't squeeze in, so it was best left this way.

Du Lin didn't pay attention to the last hundred unlucky guys. He used the telescope in his hand to look at the first hundred people, and then he saw his name listed in the second place as he wished, with nine points.

The third place went to a senior from the sculpture department, who scored eight and a half points, which is an extremely impressive score.

...Wait a minute, how come I'm second?

Du Lin put down the monocular, wondering if he was dazzled, then he raised the telescope again and took another look at the first place.

Why is it still me, and it clearly says ten in the score column?

So Du Lin put down the telescope, jumped off the flower bed fence, and prepared to find a mentor to ask.

As soon as he got off the ground, Dulin was noticed because he was wearing a red and black plaid shirt, a white thick jacket and wide-leg pants. Perhaps he was quite conspicuous today. Then the elves and half-elf seniors swarmed over. Rabin was quick and lifted Dulin over his head and let him ride on his shoulders.

At this moment, the elves laughed and there was no longer the clear distinction between the high elves, moon elves and half-elves. These tall elves sang the songs of the grassland elves and lifted Durin to the front of the list.

Rabin laughed and said, "Dulin, do you know who scored ten points last time?"

How could Du Lin know? He could only shake his head in embarrassment: "How could I possibly know?"

"One hundred and thirty years ago, there was Professor Damian Finch, a legendary sculptor who created a series of masterpieces." He patted Du Lin's leg again. "That statue of the Saint outside the school was carved for her by him after we reconciled with Sidney. Come, someone from the seventh grade wants to see you. We'll take you there."

The elves gathered into a team, and Rabin, who was in the lead, brought Durin to a group of dwarves.

Durin took a closer look and saw that some of the dwarves had eyebrow rings, some had nose rings, and some had lip rings. In comparison, those who wore earrings were considered virtuous among these dwarves.

Rabin set Durin down. "Castilan, I've brought the men here, but today I'm going to make this clear. If you dwarves feel that placing a pickaxe crafted by the steppe elves in the halls of your Silver Peak Mountain is a desecration of yours, then let's fight."

"Bah, what nonsense are you big elves talking about." The dwarf with a Mohawk hairstyle in the lead opened his red lips and spit. Then he walked in front of Durin, held up Durin's left hand, lowered his head and touched the back of Durin's left hand with his forehead.

Among dwarves, this is a gesture of respect from younger generations to older generations, and it is a courtesy that shows great respect for the other party.

"Greetings to you, Durin of Ai'lsh. You have enabled the exiled members of the Silver Peak family to return to Silver Peak Mountain. I will forever remember your kindness."

Du Lin was a little confused. Was it necessary to make such a big fuss about such a small matter?

But in the next half hour, the kid named Castilan Silverpeak pulled Durin aside and talked about why Tony and his tribe of dwarves were exiled - they exiled themselves, they had not done anything to offend the dwarves themselves, nor had they done anything against the will of heaven. They were too disgusted with the civil war among the dwarves, but could not sit idly by, so after the war, they exiled themselves and left Silverpeak Mountain.

After listening to the whole story, Durin felt that there was something wrong with the dwarf's brain.

Because in Durin's opinion, this is quite unbelievable, but after thinking about it, it is not impossible for the dwarves to be so hard-hearted and their brains to suddenly go bad and do such a thing.

Forget it, forget it. You are not a fish, so how do you know whether the fish is happy or not?

(End of this chapter)