Durin's Diary

Chapter 21: Witnessing the Rise and Fall of Life over a Hundred Years

When he opened his eyes again, it was already dawn. Du Lin yawned - yesterday in the middle of the night, some people came to the manor to look for Old Ish. There were more than a dozen people, and they quarreled for most of the night. No one knew what they were arguing about, which made Du Lin unable to sleep well.

After getting dressed, Dulin opened the window. Hemer, who had been wandering outside all night, was already outside the window before Dulin woke up. As soon as the window opened, she immediately jumped into the room, cooed to her owner, then walked to the table, flapped her wings and jumped onto the bird stand.

You can't stand that smoky first floor either, right?

Du Lin smiled and stroked her head before leaving the room.

Anta's room door was still closed. The girl should still be meditating. Considering what happened last night, she should have used a silent barrier. Unless Du Lin opened the door and went in, he would definitely not be able to wake her up.

So Du Lin walked alone to the stairs leading to the living room on the first floor, and happened to see a dozen men of all ages sitting in the middle of the living room, with several ashtrays on the coffee table full of cigarette butts.

The whole living room was filled with the smell of smoke, and Du Lin could even hear Xia Li sneezing in the kitchen.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?" Du Lin asked, looking at old Ish.

His grandfather did not answer, but looked at the old man in the main seat.

The latter smiled and said, "Klein Saric. He said our confessions were false. The people we sent out found the location described by the witness but failed to stop the entire convoy. Only three families were rescued. The rest were either killed or disappeared. He has spies in the town."

At this point, the elder sighed and said, "Humans don't agree to detect lies right now."

"That just proves that he has something to hide! In my opinion, we should send someone out! Just kill Klein Saric's entire family!" said a strange middle-aged human with a big bald head wearing the robe of the Church of the Twin Mothers.

"But my Lord said that unless there is solid evidence, we cannot force people to use lie detection." said another old grassland elf wearing a robe from the Church of the Original Creator.

Du Lin looked embarrassed - did your two families wear the wrong robes?

Du Lin had never felt that the speeches of the two bishops were so absurd as he did today.

So Du Lin made up his mind. He coughed lightly and opened his red lips: "Gentlemen, have you found his spy?"

Everyone looked at him, and finally Old Hammer spoke up: "I found him. He was beaten in the middle of the night, but he didn't say a word."

"Loyalty is a virtue. Where are his family members?" Du Lin continued to ask.

This time, everyone looked at Old Ish. Du Lin's grandfather sighed and said, "Du Lin, we are butchers..."

Du Lin smiled shyly, but his next words were the most standard lecherous words: "Yes, Grandpa, we are butchers, not madmen or psychopathic killers. However, there are always some people in this world who do evil things that drive good people crazy. Love and hate are relative. We believe that the survivors chose to serve us, but we failed to protect their families. To such bastards, we should not be gentlemen. So, my grandfather, who is he, and where is his family?"

Du Lin knew that his grandfather was a silver dragon vein sorcerer and was naturally kind, but Du Lin never felt that he was not a good person, even though he had been killing bad guys all along.

But killing is killing. In Du Lin's view, killing bad guys is just to make himself feel better and feel more at ease when he gets the money.

A killer may not have professional ethics, but he must have self-knowledge - he must always know who he is and not be blinded by the so-called promotion of good and punishment of evil.

We are killers, not police, and certainly not judges. It is precisely because of this that we can abandon those pedantic concepts, be clear-minded, and kill people without restraint.

"Du Lin..." "That's enough, Yi Xu. Your grandson is right. Our kindness to his family is too cruel to the former traffickers who believed in us and our poor children. Son, let's go to the police station. Yi Xu, you go and take the man to the underground prison."

An old man with a ring of thorns on his left hand stood up. He must be one of the true leaders of the Eastern Elf Territory, an elder of the Council of Eleven.

So Du Lin followed.

Before following the elder onto the four-wheel drive motorcycle, the old man suddenly turned his head and looked at Du Lin. "Have you ever killed anyone, kid?"

Du Lin was stunned, then smiled shyly.

Yes, I have killed many, many people.

In my previous life, I stood in a pool of blood between enemies and friends, and spent a hundred years witnessing the rise and fall of life.

………………

Du Lin saw the man in the underground prison in Lublin City - on the other side of the room with thick fences, looking at the man in front of him who was separated by the fence on the other side.

He was beaten black and blue, but he still didn't speak. Being stubborn and refusing to speak is a virtue in any case, because no matter who it is for, keeping silent is a precious spirit.

However, before Du Lin came in, he had a conversation with the elder.

"We already have their contact information. Fortunately, since the day we cracked down on human traffickers, we've issued a clearance order. All pigeons in the Lublin area will be shot as soon as they take to the air. This man was discovered while delivering a message last night, and his carrier pigeons were intercepted. When we went to arrest him, the family had already boarded the carriage and were preparing to leave. We've detained his wife and children elsewhere."

The man almost ran away, which made Du Lin very sad. Doing such a thing would make one's conscience useless no matter whether it was right or wrong, but this man didn't have it. However, the grassland elf had a Du Lin whose conscience in this regard had long been useless.

Therefore, a lack of patience will ruin a great plan, and he is doomed to fail.

"Have you thought about it?" Du Lin asked.

The man in front of him snorted coldly, then spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm at him.

Du Lin didn't hide. What happened was so extreme that he had to vent his anger. Otherwise, everything that happened next would be too unfair to him.

So Du Lin took the handkerchief handed to him by his deputy, wiped the dirt off the uppers of the leather shoes that Anta gave him, and then turned his head to look at the door: "Please invite the guests in."

When his wife and three children were brought in, the man with shackles around his neck roared and rushed over, but the specially made steel bars of the grassland elf prison, as thick as an orc's thumb, naturally blocked his way.

Du Lin stretched out his hand, and the prison guard in a black robe handed him a whip.

Du Lin laughed and shook his head. You see, this is why we are not in sync. If Anta were here, she would definitely hand over the gun.

She may not understand Du Lin, but she will definitely carry out Du Lin's ideas.

Forget it.

The wizard's hand took a dagger from the rack on the wall. Durin walked to the fence and said, "You are Klein Saric's spy. To reassure the grassland elves, you married and had children here. You have been in Lublin for eleven years. Every year, you have provided cover for that caravan, providing intelligence. My grandfather is present at the harvest festival every year, so your business in Lublin is just ordinary trade. But if I hadn't been attacked this time, my grandfather would still be in the capital."

Having said that, Du Lin looked at the jailer again. This time, the jailer finally fulfilled Du Lin's wish and pushed the chair over.

Du Lin sat down and looked at the man in front of him. He was breathing heavily and staring at him.

"In the eleventh year, you thought your chance had come, so you contacted the caravan and asked them to capture the children. You contacted several children, and you helped select the targets. During those days in Lublin, you knew which children were naive and easy to deceive. But who could have thought that the world would be unpredictable, and you suddenly discovered that the caravan's evil deeds were exposed. So when I was interrogating those survivors that day, you watched from afar, and after discovering something unusual, you were ready to tell your master." These were all inferences confirmed by Du Lin.

The process may be somewhat different, but the results are the same.

"Tell us all the secrets between you and your master, and your wife and children will be spared from suffering." Du Lin said, leaning back in his chair.

(End of this chapter)