Durin's Diary

Chapter 166 Schicksal
The next day, Du Lin got up early.

The Copenhagen Worker's Daily indeed wrote about the fire that broke out in the Noble Quarter at midnight and described the terrible explosion that occurred near the fire at four in the morning.

As expected, the companions of the three men came looking for them, but unfortunately there were only traps there.

Du Lin flipped through the newspaper and found that there was no other news. He put down the newspaper and walked to the big bed. The girls were still sleeping soundly.

This made Du Lin, who was staying on the sofa yesterday, very sad.

Walking to the balcony, Du Lin picked up the cigarette box when passing by the coffee table, and lit a cigarette for himself on the lounge chair on the balcony.

Today is the fifth day of vacation. The college is on holiday. It sounds like there is nothing to do, but Du Lin feels that he has a lot to do.

He had to go to Tony's house today - as a friend, not showing up at the fire scene would seem like a cold joke to those who were interested, and they would immediately begin to suspect Du Lin.

And he also had to go to the scene. Only by letting those who were concerned observe and let them feel at ease, would Durin's friends be safer. Before confirming which of Walter's subordinates those people were, Durin could not make any targeted countermeasures.

Then we have to collect the bodies of all the deceased members of the Silver Peak family and find cemeteries for them - they have returned to Silver Peak, and if possible, they should be able to return to their family cemeteries.

Then, he would look for Higgins.

Oh, by the way, Higgins should be here this morning.

Thinking of this, Du Lin noticed that Kal'tsit, who had just been sleeping on the blanket, woke up and looked outside the door.

Du Lin stood up and picked up the pistol on the coffee table.

The one who opened the door was Mrs. Irene. This was her property. After knowing that Du Lin's house was damaged, she came personally to invite Du Lin over.

"Dulin, your guest." Mrs. Irene smiled and gestured to Higgins behind her.

"Look, I knew Du Lin was a very steady person. If I had come up to open the door, he might have collapsed. How unfair would that be for me."

The boy was still talking nonsense, and Madam Irene smiled and patted his head: "You little rascal."

Du Lin snapped his fingers, and the wizard's hand pulled up the three-layer thick curtain between the bedroom and the guest room.

After Mrs. Irene left, Higgins walked in. He looked down and saw six pairs of shoes. He immediately burst into tears and said, "Compared to you, I'm more like a streetwalker who's lost his footing."

"You think you're not, idiot? I'd probably run into your woman if I went around the salon." Du Lin complained as he took Higgins to the coffee table and sketched out the tattoo he'd seen last night. "Higgins, let me ask you, do you know which organization this VALTER tattoo belongs to?"

"Fuck, those are the bastards from the Tobacco and Alcohol Spellcaster Mind Unit and the Ancient Relics Management Department's Building B. They report directly to Crown Prince Bailey Walter. Also in the same building is Prince Kelar's commando unit. These two organizations are using the Management Department's building as a cover because everyone dislikes the secret police, and even more so any other similar organizations."

At this point, Higgins frowned: "That's not right, how do you know, fuck! You wouldn't be in cahoots with them... fuck, no way!"

"Why are you so smart?" Du Lin took out the silencer from his pocket.

"Fuck! Brother, stop it! I'm yours!" Higgins screamed and hugged Du Lin's legs and started shaking them wildly.

After assembling the gun, Du Lin turned his head and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the balcony, ready to fire at the stopped pigeons.

But Hemer was one step faster. She knocked the pigeon down on the balcony and started eating it right there.

It's really a dazzling display.

Du Lin sighed and motioned Higgins to stand up. "What kind of organization would use pigeons for reconnaissance?"

"Uh, I really don't know about this. Can you please be frank later? I just thought you were going to kill me." Higgins stood up, patting his chest with a look of lingering fear. Du Lin turned off the safety of his gun and placed it on the coffee table. "By the way, help me find out when Tony Stark disappeared and who kidnapped him."

"No need to check. I know. The guy I sent out to monitor the two bridges in the noble district saw Tony from the Silver Peak family being taken away by someone getting off a carriage in the middle of the night a few days ago. It doesn't look like he was forcibly arrested."

It was a trap. Du Lin understood it and patted Higgins on the shoulder. "It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. Stay and have breakfast."

"I'd rather not. I'm afraid your table isn't big enough." Higgins patted Du Lin's chest and said, "I'm leaving."

Du Lin personally escorted Higgins downstairs. He left through the back door of the hotel and there were six Links cubs in the alley.

Durin had sharp eyes and could tell at a glance that these guys looked like they were from the Eastern Territory, so he greeted them in Elvish: "Good morning."

The leading Links cub saw Durin and nodded seriously. "Hello, young sir. I'm from Lublin. I'm under the order of the Circle to protect Master Higgins."

"...Do your job well." After seeing them off, Du Lin sighed.

Did even Yuanhuan sense this hint of madness? In this country, the once wise king had grown so old that even his children were ready to make a move.

As the saying goes, no one wants to be a weak person in life.

It is precisely because of this that what Du Lin said is confirmed.

Desire never stops, struggle never ends.

He thought again of Robert Walter.

This old man is already showing signs of old age, and no one knows when his end will come, but just like the old lady of the Sario family, his end is already visible to the naked eye and will not last long.

Back at the hotel, Du Lin saw Mrs. Irene: "Ma'am, thank you for bringing Higgins up."

"This child isn't inherently bad. Any child who works for the Circle, no matter how filthy they are, is a good child in my eyes." Lady Irene extended her hand, her fingers tracing across Durin's face. "The same goes for you, child. I've heard of your talent. Perhaps for a long time, you'll wander the lands, experiencing the ups and downs of life. But don't forget one thing: there are people waiting for you in the Eastern Territory and in Lublin. Don't let them down."

"Yeah." Du Lin lowered his head, just so that the elder could comfortably touch his head: "Madam, how about you?"

This question startled Madam Irene for a moment, then she smiled and pointed at herself. "My father served the Circle for one hundred and sixty-nine years, and my mother spent her entire life in the Central Province. When they finally reunited, all that remained were two small tombstones. They had three children before me, but fate snatched them from my parents' hands. As the youngest, I had the harshest beginning, but it was also because of this that I found the love of my life, Yi Xu. He came into my life, illuminated my destiny, and prevented me from sinking."

"You have a child, right?" Du Lin said in a low voice.

"Yes, with my last name, he will continue to run this hotel like me." Having said that, Mrs. Irene smiled and pointed to the stairs, where Anta, dressed in daily clothes, was looking at everything here curiously.

"Don't keep those who are waiting for you waiting for too long," she said.

Durin nodded, took Lady Irene's hand and gently kissed the family crest ring on her finger.

Then, Du Lin turned and walked towards the stairs without any reluctance.

There, his allies were waiting with smiles.

　Schicksal, the fate of the German language.

　　Speaking of which, the Entropy Reduction and Enthalpy Increase in Girls' Frontline 1 is my favorite activity, and the song is nice too. It's a pity that everyone knows what happened afterwards.

　　What a bad luck
　　
　
(End of this chapter)