Durin's Diary

Chapter 151 We Paid

The music was recommended by Daju - Jason Graves-We Prayed For Summer.

According to him, this was also the music in a trailer, and to Du Lin it sounded very suitable for this period of history.

When the female voice sounded, the screen lit up again. Characters who could only exist in history books appeared one by one, either speaking passionately at a dinner party or roaring loudly in the trenches. They were well-dressed and elegant.

But in Durin's view, these traitors lived like beasts in human clothing, and these nobles were so happy that they looked hideous.

The several provinces of the Northern Kingdom that supported the First Commune were almost completely deserted. History books say they restored order, but the reality was that they were butchering the citizens.

History is the victor's diary, it should be written as needed and understood as needed.

But as the singing faded, the scene changed. Soldiers covered in mud were struggling on the front line, bullets were hurtling through the air, and the charging troops were knocked down by fragments of shells or directly ignited by huge fireballs. They could only roll in the mud until it gradually stopped.

Du Lin used images that were too detailed for this era to explain to the world how terrible war is.

Unfortunately, this world still hasn't invented machine guns. While there are techniques, the damage they inflict on a densely packed formation is far more shocking than techniques. Finally, the young Emperor appears in the camera, looking off camera. He seems to be asking a question, or perhaps asking himself.

How many sacrifices do we have to endure for our ideals?

This sentence is also the original words of His Majesty Robert, written in history books, and His Majesty also personally acknowledged it.

The hall lit up again, and this time, everyone was deep in thought.

Du Lin could only look to the back of the hall, where the white-haired His Majesty Robert Walter smiled and clapped his hands.

Everyone carried the colorful sedan chair, and the person carrying Du Lin's sedan chair clearly caught everyone off guard. But His Majesty stepped forward and said, "Change the line. Jean never said that success doesn't have to be mine. He simply said that the victor has the right to dress up this little girl, history. Someone has changed the history books before, and I have to change it back."

Du Lin quickly made the changes and played the short segment again.

This time, Du Lin deliberately made Mr. Jean Mayer smile at himself when he said the last sentence.

"That's right, Sean. I envy you for having such a student. This is much better than the child I raised."

No one else dared to respond, but Dean Sean stood up and said, "You've forgotten your honorary deanship, haven't you? Du Lin is also your student."

He answered with a smile, avoiding the main point.

Robert smiled, walked onto the stage and looked at Duterte Marcus: "Marcus, my children are looking for you to make a documentary for me. I'll hand Dulin over to you and ask him to help you. What do you say?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness. With Mr. Dulin here, I believe the documentary about you will be perfect." Duterte looked a little flattered.

Before leaving, Robert pointed at Du Lin again and said, "Nice shot, kid."

Du Lin touched his chest.

When the emperor sat next to Dean Sean, the latter finally began to applaud.

Du Lin walked off the stage to great applause.

Antar hugged Durin: "I thought humans didn't like historians like you."

"As long as someone likes me," Dulin said jokingly, and then he and her sat next to Mentor Czerny. Mentor shook his head, a barely discernible sadness on his face. "Dulin, my good child, remember, not every human king is as open-minded as His Majesty Robert."

"Yes, mentor, I understand." Du Lin nodded with a well-behaved look on his face.

Professor Czerny was right. Not every human king is as complicated as Robert Walter.

Even with another king, Durin would not have dared to play the same game—for with another person, it would not be called art, but a way for people to die, and Durin was very proficient in it.

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After waiting for a long time until everything was over, Du Lin followed Mr. Duterte and socialized all the way out of the school gate.

There was no way. The military leaders still wanted to cooperate with Durin. After all, all the deer hunters in the Western Continent praised Durin's guns. The Mage Tower was also very excited about the alchemical weapons proposed by Durin. The Mage Tower branch in the Great Wasteland had already had extremely detailed instructions for use. After returning to their hometown, the local rotating combat mages were almost crazy about this kind of weapons.

As for Du Lin in music and film - as Mr. Duterte's junior deputy, and with the approval of His Majesty Robert, Du Lin can now be said to be in the limelight.

Outside the school gate, Mr. Duterte talked with Dulin about their future cooperation before getting into his carriage.

"How about you take a look at the script after it's finished?" After Mr. Duterte made this request, he looked at Du Lin with bright eyes.

"No need. I believe in your grasp of the plot, Mr. Duterte, and I am better at shaping the pictures. If there are any big scenes that cannot be filmed, you can come to me. After all, I still have to study music with Professor Czerny." Du Lin said the truth.

However, to outsiders, Du Lin acted very modestly, so Mr. Duterte was very moved: "Okay, then you have to give me the remaining storyboards. After I start filming, I will send you the transcribed magic crystals, and then you can help me process them, how about that?"

"No problem, sir. If there's anything you need to discuss in person, come to my rented place, or tell my mentor and I'll come find you."

After finalizing all the details, Mr. Duterte got on the carriage very satisfied.

After watching him leave, Du Lin decided to go to Professor Czerny to see how Alyssa was doing.

Before I even got there, I saw Alyssa, Elaine, and Anta walking out together.

"That was pretty quick, is it finished?" Although Professor Czerny went to the exam site shortly after Du Lin left the stage, and Alyssa followed him, it only took about half an hour, which made Du Lin a little nervous.

"Of course, it would be strange if I couldn't pass the exam. After all, my mother is a disciple of Mr. Czerny." Alyssa said this with pride.

"Then we should go home now. Anta, Elaine and I will go together. What about you?" Du Lin asked after relaxing.

"It's okay, I have a carriage." Alyssa replied with a smile.

The group walked out of the academy, and in front of the gate, Du Lin took the girl and got into the carriage specially prepared for them by Dean Sean.

"Good night, Alyssa." Anta said goodbye to Alyssa.

"How about meeting new friends?" Du Lin smiled and waved goodbye to Alyssa who was standing next to the old woman, then looked at Anta.

She smiled and nodded: "The animals you adopted are all very cute."

Du Lin laughed and looked at Elaine at the same time. The little bird blushed.

(End of this chapter)