Durin's Diary

Chapter 121 Dilemma
Psychic whispers echoed in Durin's mind.

"Boss, is it too late for me to write a suicide note now?" The half-elf's ability to make sarcastic remarks was fully unleashed at this moment.

"It should still be in time. Even if the Duke comes to kill us now, it will take us a while." The dwarf's ability to respond is also unique.

Although there was sarcasm in their words, their expressions were not relaxed, which made Du Lin realize that the sealed object was indeed a very dangerous thing.

And it seems that they also heard the psychic whispers.

"Can you two pick up on what others are saying?" Fisher put down Turin with an embarrassed look on his face. He walked towards the door and started roaring loudly: "Why hasn't Turin come back yet?"

Then the news came soon. The young man named Turin was hit by an out-of-control carriage when he was crossing the street corner. Many of his bones were broken. He was now receiving treatment in the Church of the God of Suffering, which he believed in.

"Let's contact my mentor." After Du Lin finished speaking, he took out a radiograph and a crystal from his bag. He had originally planned to show a short film to His Majesty, but now it seemed that he should think about how to save himself first.

Then, Du Lin strode into the room. Looking at the sealed object before him, he spoke, "I can't write music, nor can I play any instrument, but I can use my imagination to create the music I imagine. Is that okay?"

Art is consistent, child, you just have to show it to me and I will be the judge.

Du Lin nodded - indeed, he was planning to record the music he knew and then project it with a projector.

Du Lin has many stories and a lot of music in his mind. He originally thought that many things would never appear in this world again.

But now it seems that sometimes when luck comes, it really cannot be stopped. There is no music in this world, but Du Lin can make it through a radiograph. Even musical instruments that do not exist in this world can still be made through a radiograph.

Copy it.

Thinking of this, Durin turned his head and looked at the half-elf: "Please help me move a sofa where I can lie down more comfortably and a pot of honey water."

Then Du Lin turned his head and looked at the seal: "Give me another thirty minutes, and I will give you a very satisfactory work."

It’s good to have confidence, kid, I agree, but don’t let me down.

Over there, a hooded man brought a large sofa with several large cushions to Durin. The half-elf handed him a pot of honey water with a look of surprise on his face: "You know, Mr. Durin, I've never seen this thing so easy to talk to. It even looks indifferent to our boss."

Du Lin was puzzled, but he still said sarcastically: "Maybe it's because my grandfather is a good fighter?"

Everybody was laughing, and the dwarf was laughing very loudly.

Then their laughter stopped because a portal opened next to Fisher, and the old Duke of the Elsh family, one of the current elders of the Elf Territory, and the good uncle Ish of the Elsh family who looked very handsome when feeding Durin pocket money walked out.

He glanced at Du Lin: "Are you confident?"

Du Lin nodded.

So Old Ish looked at the half-elf and said, "Young man, is there a chair available?"

"Yes, sir, I'll get it right away." The latter went to find a sofa in a hurry.

Du Lin drank two cups of honey water to warm his head, then half-lying back on the chair.

As he began modeling, he searched his mind for music of suitable length. First, the song he chose couldn't be too long. The crystal Du Lin currently had wasn't very large, and could only hold a maximum of five minutes of time stream. Any more and the previous one would be overwritten.

Secondly, although this sealed object is not picky about the genre of the song, it is obviously very picky about the song itself, and Du Lin feels that it is impossible to transcend the times - it should be no problem to give this sealed object an ancient song, but if you give it an electronic music, Du Lin feels... this is too difficult for this sealed object.

What if this sealed object cannot understand this art?

Just as he was thinking about this, Du Lin saw the flute in the hands of a female musician in the band he had just formed.

Oh, yes, there is such a song.

Cinema Paradiso, Paradise Cinema.

The original song was composed by Ennio Morricone, a famous music master from the ancient times of the world in which Dulin lived. What Dulin wanted to copy was the Portuguese version that the master collaborated with the later Portuguese singer Dulce Pontes.

The music is good. It was originally the ending song of Cinema Paradiso, but it doesn't matter. There are countless cinemas in the human world. Du Lin himself studied film art and has a solid foundation. He just scored nine points.

This is the only song.

There is no Portugal and Spain in this world, and the Iberian Peninsula is not as big as in Turin's original world, and it has even shrunk by one third. But in a similar position, there is a country called the Savoy Commercial Union, which is semi-vassal of the Sidney Union.

Although Savoyard can only be considered a subspecies of human languages, in the south, apart from Savoyard, there is only Faroese of the Faroese people, which can be regarded as the two giants of the southern language family - after all, there is no third one.

Savoy Du Lin had heard from his seniors that there were many Savoy girls in the choir of the Goddess of Commerce.

Du Lin thought for a moment, then stepped out of the angiography device, looked at Fisher, and told him his request: "Sir, please send someone to inform my mentor, and also find someone who understands Savoy for me."

Fisher nodded and arranged for the messenger to do it.

So Du Lin lay down again and started the angiography.

………………

Fisher arranged for the messenger and turned around to see Dulin lying down again. He looked at Ash with some apology - if he hadn't been so talkative and invited Dulin, Ash's good grandson wouldn't have encountered such a bad thing.

However, Fisher's apology was rejected by Ish. The legendary lord smiled and said it was nothing. "The child has indeed never seen a Sealed Artifact in the Elf Territory. It's my fault. I didn't tell him that Sealed Artifacts are dangerous."

"You are so magnanimous, Your Excellency." Fisher was filled with gratitude. "Please don't worry. If anything goes wrong, I will bear the curse on Durin's behalf."

"It's okay. When the situation becomes irreversible, I will personally remove the seal. It's ridiculous that a little evil creature wants to hurt my grandson." After saying that, Yi Xu leaned back in his chair.

"You mean that if something really happens, my suicide note will be useless, right?" The dwarf who poured honey water for him still showed his deadly talent for jokes.

"Yes, but you can still use it. After all, the curse on my grandson has to be passed on to someone. Your boss is a big shot, and Robert and I are reluctant to let him go. But I think you are a good fit. Prepare it and write a long and affectionate suicide note."

Ish said, glaring at the dwarf.

(End of this chapter)