Durin's Diary

Chapter 158 Why live? It can’t be French fries.

I think you have the potential to be a stylist, Your Excellency Doolin Elsh.

After the old lady left, Daju acted sarcastic.

Du Lin leaned against the back of the big chair reserved for those with connections to attend the class and sighed.

Durin, the god of art and beauty, can still deal with it by returning to nature. You know what, after seeing the goddess with kelp hair, bandages and silent speech for a long time, now this new goddess who looks like a girl next door is really well received. Even the most stringent critics have to admit that the new goddess look is indeed amazing.

The Twin Mothers must have had this in mind, which is why they allowed their bishop to come to them.

But the problem is that there are two mother goddesses, and they are in charge of agriculture. The only thing Du Lin could think of in a split second was a khaki scarf, a red flowered jacket and trousers with solid cotton, and a little girl in cotton shoes with her hands in her pockets, saying "What are you looking at" and "Look at you yesterday".

It's so tacky, my friends.

Du Lin was sure without hesitation that if he gave these two people this set of clothes, Du Lin's head would be worth a lot of money.

then what should we do.

The matter of the Twin Mother Goddesses is the matter of the grassland elves. Although Du Lin is not that stubborn, he will definitely not be able to escape from the grassland elves in this life.

Daju, how about we take some time to go to the Temple of the Twin Mothers to see the world first? What do you think?

It’s great that you think so. Let’s go and see how these two goddesses are dressed. We will do that for the next two days. We will be very busy in the following days, and it would be bad if we forget.

After finalizing the follow-up, Du Lin continued to slump in his chair.

At this time, the girl had already talked about the spell formula and the reduction of spell pronunciation. Naturally, the students remembered to pay attention to such exciting content. However, when they paid attention, they also noticed Du Lin - after all, the lecture seat was not far to the left of the podium. The other red-robed high-level wizards were all concentrating, but Du Lin's big chair and small body made him look like he was paralyzed.

Hearing the whispers from the audience, Anta turned his head and immediately noticed Du Lin's silly look as he sat there. Du Lin's good girl smiled and waved to him.

There was no other way. The girl at home had already called on him, and Du Lin had no choice but to go.

Du Lin stood up while yawning and walked to the front of the stage.

"My dear, why don't you show everyone your talent in reduction." Anta said with a smile.

"I have to save your face." Du Lin smiled and hugged Anta, then raised his hand and snapped his fingers. A fireball bigger than Du Lin appeared behind him.

"This is instant arcane magic!" A student widened his eyes.

"No, it's the snapping of fingers that replaces the syllables, but only one syllable is too outrageous!" A top student stood up in disbelief.

"I covered up my whisper with a snap of my fingers. It was actually three syllables." Du Lin said as he waved his hand to disperse the fireball.

This class was open, and Du Lin had no intention of hiding anything—I was going to take the stage now to reveal my true intentions! I was going to use my talent to suppress my peers! I was going to suppress them! I was going to obliterate the great principles!
I just want to make those fools in Lublin and the Central Bank Province understand how big a mistake they have made.

Thinking of this, Du Lin snapped his fingers again, and this time, a teleportation channel appeared beside him.

"The pronunciation with the mouth plus the syllables simulated by snapping the fingers, four syllables in total." His Excellency Colin Sergeyev finally heard it clearly this time. He sighed and expressed his opinion: "Mr. Dulin, you are really confident in yourself." "Yes, because in fact, even without snapping the fingers, the technique can still complete the chanting judgment." After speaking, Dulin dispersed the transmission channel and opened his mouth, one syllable.

A red mark appeared between the three targets in the open space in the distance. The next second, the blue flames engulfed the three targets and everything near them.

"Five-ring ritual, Fire Mark. No, does Fire Mark have such lethality?" The other red-robed man beside Colin looked puzzled. He looked past Master Colin and said, "Master Scott of Naples, you are proficient in the Transfiguration system. What do you think?"

"I wouldn't dare claim to be proficient in Shaping in front of Lord Durin. The spell he just used has two supermagic powers: one for extreme effect, and one for expansion." Scott, who had a tattoo on his bald head, sighed. "Is this the Candle Dragon Vein? I read in a book that Candle Dragons control fire. Is that true, Lord Durin?"

Du Lin smiled and nodded: "That's right."

"Sir Durin, whether you are a craftsman or a sorcerer, your future should be brighter than being an artist," said Colin.

"I said I would make a rare film for my ally, and I wanted her to be satisfied with it. So I won't stop until I achieve this goal." Du Lin said this and looked at Anta: "Do you still need me to show off my talents, dear?"

"You scared the kids a little." Anta said, and kissed Du Lin with a smile.

Du Lin raised his left hand and snapped his fingers. A transmission channel formed behind him. At the same time, the scroll that was shaken open in his right hand was slapped onto Du Lin himself.

Du Lin fell backwards, and in the eyes of this group of students, Du Lin appeared above the big chair the next second, slowly floating down, and finally landed on the bench in a perfect collapsed posture.

This time, no one dared to underestimate Du Lin.

After finishing her final lecture, Anta bowed and left the stage. She happily squeezed past Dulin and sat down.

The next person to come on stage was the big bald Scott. He had a double chin that was very round even for a Southerner, and his northern dialect had a pure southern accent, so much so that Du Lin didn't understand what he said in the first sentence.

Fortunately, after talking about spells, Mr. Scott, who used the Elvish language, no longer had the terrible accent as before.

He took the stage today to talk about the new system of evocation spells.

This is the favorite of most children. To be honest, Durin also liked it at the beginning - after all, after seeing a fireball bigger than himself, Durin had a natural liking for the energy-shaping technique.

Of course, things didn't seem to be going well after Anta started making bigger fireballs.

By the time Mr. Scott finished speaking, this morning's classes were almost over. Lord Carl had invited Dulin and Anta to a working lunch at the Mage Tower, and since he had been invited, Dulin naturally agreed.

After all, if you go back you will just be staying in a hotel, so it would be better to have a big meal in the restaurant in the Mage Tower - Du Lin has heard that the three best restaurants in Copenhagen are Sanssouci Palace, Academy of Arts and Mage Tower.

The Craftsmen's Association had to settle for fourth place, not a bit better, and couldn't win a single point.

The Mage Tower also has its own unique delicacy. It is said that they can make very delicious stir-fried chicken, which they learned from a master named Chang Tang who traveled to Copenhagen.

The name of this dish really made Du Lin hungry.

At the same time, we have to admit that Master Chang Tang is still a great teacher who teaches wherever he goes.

(End of this chapter)