Durin's Diary

Chapter 187 Too Many
After being severely beaten by the seven-ring spell, the young and old men of the Connery family became much more obedient.

After discovering that the ghost man with a long, thin tail in front of them turned out to be the eldest grandson of the Elsh family, the bitter and resentful expressions of the whole family finally relaxed.

Du Lin had inquired about it and learned that recently a man named Chang Tang kidnapped the little daughter of another hunter family next door to the Connery family when he returned to his hometown. Now the old lady of that family cries every day, and the hunters in the city are all in danger and are not in a good mood seeing Chang Tang.

After all, Du Lin's dragon horns and long tail are very consistent with the characteristics of some dragon species that came and went from the Chang Tang fleet.

"Is there a dragon species like me?" Du Lin was also embarrassed. After all, he was indeed different from others.

"There were more of them in the past few years. They usually came here with the fleet and often asked questions in the fortress. They always asked people if they had seen their fellow tribesmen." The old man named Fanis immediately became kind after accepting a box of cigarettes from Durin.

He looked at Du Lin and finally nodded: "It really looks like you. The little girl from Chang Tang that your grandfather took away back then had a tail similar to yours, but the horns were more rounded."

"Haven't you older generations told them?" Du Lin asked curiously.

"What are you talking about? Although I can see they're desperate to find someone, it's been all these years. We're not stupid. We haven't had enough of causing trouble for Duke Elsh." The old man laughed and said, "I never thought that little girl actually has descendants. You said you were the Duke's eldest grandson, but I heard he only had seven daughters."

"I am the third child of the youngest daughter, and I was adopted by my grandfather as his grandson." Du Lin was not unhappy about it - there was nothing wrong with talking about such things, and everyone in the Eastern Territory knew it.

"Oh, that's really hard work for you, kid. By the way, what are you doing here today?" Fanis's curiosity seemed to be never satisfied.

Du Lin had to repeat the responsibilities he shouldered.

After hearing that Du Lin was working for the Twin Mothers, the old man smiled and said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier, Melinda? Good girl, why don't you take the young master to the farm outside the city today? These days are the wheat harvest season."

Melinda hummed, trying to abandon the cub that was chasing her, making the latter cry loudly in anxiety.

"Take it with you." The little guy was no more than three years old, and Du Lin couldn't bear to see such a young child cry.

So Melinda reached out and picked up the little guy, took Dulin and Anta out of the manor and headed towards the next destination.

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Fanis sighed as he watched the young children finally disappear into the crowd on the street.

Before we knew it, even the little girl's grandson had taken the first step in exploring the world. Time flies so fast that we are getting old.

Is it a good thing that Melinda is together with this child named Dulin? Can a Silver Son really combine with a Fantasy Species?

Fanis instinctively felt that this shouldn't be the case. The fantasy species had a long lifespan, and the Silver Son could not be compared with it at all.

But looking at the smile on his junior's face, he felt... it should be so.

Times have changed. What's wrong with fantasy? The creatures on this earth should abandon old ideas. True love should not be bound by old dregs such as the theory of lifespan.

Thinking of this, Fanis became curious again. The slender-tailed dragon species of Changtang was more noble than the giant dragons of the Golden People, but why did that girl end up in the Western Continent, and why did her relatives come to look for her again and again?

Fanis didn't understand, but he knew that some secrets were better kept to oneself.

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Melinda was right. On her family's farm, many girls dressed like her were harvesting wheat.

"Winter wheat, worthy of being a wilderness, this wheat is growing much better than back home in Lublin," Anta sighed, standing beside Dulin. The joy of a good harvest—the people of southern Thailand understand this beauty best, Mr. Dulin.

Yes, the joy of harvest is on everyone’s face.

In the Great Wilderness, there were no serfs, and many of those who did farm work for the Connery family were farmers who had been dependent on the Connery family for many generations.

Generations of the Connery family accumulated land through military merit, and then rented the land to these farmers. The Church of the Original Creator would issue a distribution of the harvest every year. Compared to other places, farmers in the Great Wasteland could obtain enough for their family's needs and even save some money.

The Connery family's annual harvest will also be purchased by the church, either settled in cash or turned into donations to the church, and eventually returned to the Connery family in the form of weapons, armor, potions and scrolls.

The Connery family has served the church for hundreds of years. They can get everything they need in the church at a discount of nearly 50% off the market price. According to Melinda, every newborn child in the family is blessed, and many children are born stronger and smarter than their peers from other families.

Like Melinda, although she is a mutant, she has dexterous fingers and a smart mind. Compared with ordinary mutants, she is more like a normal person.

·Is this reasonable? The little brothers who follow me can eat meat, and the more loyal and long-serving little brothers are, the more meat they can eat. This is the most normal operation of a god. There are still people who believe in idiots like Xirik in the story. It can only be said that there is no cure for idiots.

Maybe he is a masochist.

While Du Lin was complaining, he looked at Melinda. She took the little guy to the stream, happily took off her sandals with the little guy, and soaked her feet in the water.

Lina also ran over. Although the little dragon was a strong one, it could not stand the slightest heat. She took off her shoes and sat with Melinda to soak her feet. She also took out a lollipop from her space to lure the little guy. The latter was attracted by the candy and immediately betrayed his sister.

"In the Northern Kingdom, people shed blood for different ideals, but in the Great Wasteland, the relationships between people are pure and beautiful." Anta looked at everything before him with a hint of doubt: "Dulin, tell me, are those people in the north right or wrong?"

"There's nothing wrong with wanting to be happy, but some people want everyone to be happy, while some people are willing to step on others' heads to climb up for happiness... Who do you think is right and who is wrong?" Du Lin looked at Anta and asked.

"...Of course the former is right... I understand Fabien's thoughts, but people's hearts are different. Some people are born to enjoy watching others suffer, while others push others into purgatory for the sake of happiness. We are... born different from them, so we hate their behavior." Anta said this and sighed at the setting sun. "I really don't want to grow up and face such complicated situations, but I also know that we will grow up eventually and face everything in this world. Good and evil are no longer stories in books, but facts happening before our eyes."

Du Lin reached out and held Anta's hand.

"Durin, do you think Northernism can really end the chaos on this land?" Anta asked.

Du Lin shook his head.

"You shook your head because you said that human desires and struggles never stop, right?" There was a hint of curiosity in Anta's eyes.

Du Lin nodded.

"But you haven't even tried it, why are you so stubborn in believing it?" Anta's words were full of curiosity and doubt.

Du Lin was silent.

Silly girl, how can I be stubborn?

I have seen too many questions like yours in history books.

I have encountered too many of the answers you want in the history of civilization.

(End of this chapter)