Durin's Diary

Chapter 218 Determination
When Old Ish came over and saw Du Lin, he was a little surprised.

After listening to Durin and Poole's account of what had just happened, the old man nodded and personally opened a teleportation channel for Poole and his companions. After they left, the old man looked at Durin with a complicated look in his eyes: "In the end, you are just like your brother."

"He said he and his companions wanted to create a future where their cubs wouldn't suffer from hunger or cold." Durin stood there, looking at his old Ish. "Such a future is too wonderful, Grandfather. So I plan to supervise them closely. If they forget the oath they made today, or if they become a different person over time, I will punish them."

"Just because you're a fantasy species, will you live longer than them?"

In response to Yi Xu's question, Du Lin nodded and then took out the root power of the invisible one: "I have more determination, perseverance, and the means to witness their oath."

"This is the first time I've seen the source power of the Invisible One. Where did you get it from?" Old Ish's face showed some surprise.

"The Dream Forger was given to me by Madam Lin, who sacrificed herself for me. The Dream Breaker was given to me by the Twin Mothers, who said you hunted down the last known Dream Breaker. And the Dream Weaver was given to me by Madam Loreen Sario, with whom the Twin Mothers struck a deal. I have completed my collection and can become a Hidden One at any time."

"So it's a gift from the Twin Mother Goddesses..." Old Ish thought for a moment and asked Durin, "Child, do you know what the Invisible Ones are?"

This is a problem. Du Lin shook his head, indicating that he really didn't understand what the invisible ones were.

"I remember you mentioned Hassan Sabbah in your work. He is the first generation of the Hidden Ones," said Old Ish.

"But didn't you say that the extraordinary career system only lasts for a hundred years?" Du Lin's face was full of questions.

"The system has only been around for a hundred years. Before that, the Transcendental professions were a mess. Anyone could give it a try, but life and death were determined by fate." Old Ish sighed and looked at Durin. "After Hassan Sabbah's death, the Invisible One's root power was divided among his three scholars. Because of this, they each gained a portion of it. Madam Lin is a descendant of the Sabbah family's illegitimate child, who married into one of the apprentices. The Dream Shatterer I killed was the descendant of another apprentice, and Loreen Sario... I can't imagine how her family is connected to the third apprentice."

"As for the Hidden One itself, it's an extraordinary path for assassins, requiring extremely strict alignment. Have you detected your alignment, child?"

Du Lin could only shake his head at this question.

Old Ish stretched out his hand.

A virtual bloody Durin appeared beside Durin.

Old Ish was silent for a moment, then he glared at Du Lin with wide eyes: "You little killer, how many people have you killed?"

Do you remember how many loaves of bread you've eaten? Du Lin muttered to himself, then pretended to count them with his fingers for a moment: "I killed five people for my friend's deceased brother, and the only ones left were those human traffickers from the Saric family. Have you forgotten?"

Old Yi Xu's breath was caught in his throat, and he waved his hand awkwardly: "Remember to kill more bad guys in the future, and don't break the family rules."

Du Lin was delighted and nodded. "Believe me, the one who dies in my hands is the bad guy."

As Durin said this, the ethereal Durin began to turn white.

Red represents killing, which is the first step in detecting factions in this world.

In this world, white represents purity and goodness; gold represents order and righteousness; black represents evil; and purple represents disorder and chaos.

The first step is positioning, and the next step is detecting the camp. As for why Du Lin has turned white now - it is just because sometimes, killing is to protect life, and killing karma is not to kill people.

"That's more or less the case. The Hidden Ones need the good side because of Hassan Sabbah's early vows. After his assassin organization split, neither the Assassin's Court nor the Crimson Order managed to achieve this. Therefore, most of their Masters of Disguises made no progress in the final stages, and the few who did manage to break through ultimately vanished into history. As for the Wasteland Society, it's completely fallen into ruin. However, since you've inherited the Everburning Nest and received the girl's legacy, it's only natural that you need to rebuild it."

Having said that, Yi Xu cast aside his nostalgia and looked at Du Lin seriously: "But there is one last step, child. Before completing the final bias test, I want to know how you will implement what you believe to be kind."

No, Old Yi Xu, I'm really annoyed that you asked me to write a short essay right away. I've never gotten a good score in my studies or essays! Thinking of this, Du Lin replied somewhat awkwardly, "I'm not very good at expressing myself..."

Before Durin could finish his words, the pure white virtual Durin began to transform again.

A short sword appeared in his right hand, engraved with incomprehensible patterns.

A pistol appeared in his left hand, its surface covered with mysterious cursive scripture.

His eyes turned amber-gold, and the horns on his forehead connected into a piece, covering his forehead and began to grow. Red and purple spiral lines spiraled up and forked along the golden dragon horns.

The scales on his long tail began to turn golden, the fur turning purple, clinging to flames as if blazing. Behind him, firearm after firearm appeared, forming a circle behind Du Lin, resembling the blazing sun. "Fuck, so cool! I'm telling you, your look is amazing! It's like that Armored Warriors TV series that pediatricians love to watch. Even the main character's transformations there aren't as cool as yours... Oh my god, is that a long-range, rapid-fire laser rifle? Isn't that a weapon from a southern Thai military laboratory? What the hell is that thing? I've never seen it before!"
The big orange one was barking wildly over there, and Du Lin was very humble about it.

Sometimes the southern Thai military would arrange some weapon trial operations for him, the targets were mostly alien species, and sometimes there would be operations to pursue criminals deep into Middle-earth, so the weapons used were also varied.

In Du Lin's eyes, the Southern Thailand Military and the Southern Thailand Parliament are the two parties who are most willing to pay money. They always offer prices that Du Lin cannot refuse, and equip Du Lin with the best weapons and the most outstanding cooperation team. The only thing missing is to equip Du Lin with a servant AI to report the target's physiological data to Du Lin 24 hours a day, so that Du Lin can one day blow it up through the door when the target is taking a defecation.

Old Yi Xu's mouth had unconsciously opened slightly, and he was at a loss as to what to say when he saw his eldest grandson's new look.

Finally, he gave up—white with gold and purple. Neutral good? Where in the world could someone be so neutral and good as to kill his own grandson without burying him?

"Forget it, it's my fault. You've already been recognized by the Twin Mothers, so the Invisible Path must be suitable for you. But you have to understand, once you embark on this path, you're no longer a simple warlock. I've never even heard of a hybrid class, possessing both the Extraordinary Path and an Old Class." Old Ish's face was filled with unhappiness when he said this. He waved his hand and complained as he walked towards the portal, "Forget it, you're not a child anymore. Just remember this: if you're not happy out there, just return to Lublin. Grandpa's small business is counting on you and your offspring to carry on."

"Okay, then you must have a few children so that you can have something to do in your later years." Du Lin nodded.

"I like to hear that, little bastard. Grandpa is leaving now." Old Ish was happy.

"By the way, Grandpa, there is one more thing I have always wanted to ask." Du Lin called out to Old Ish.

The old man turned around.

"What do you think of what my brother and sister have done?" Du Lin asked.

"You're messing around." Facing Durin's question, Yi Xu smiled. He stepped one foot into the portal but turned around to look at Durin.

“But it is also the highest good.”

Du Lin was stunned.

"Young people have dreams and courage, willing to risk their lives and even die for something. This is something Grandpa couldn't even imagine at his age." Retracting his leg, Old Ish looked at Du Lin. "When Grandpa was little, he knew a lot of people back then. I saw Robert and Jean arm in arm, drinking and chatting happily. I saw Rowling and Salin, the sisters, secretly buying cigarettes... At that time, I naively thought, how wonderful it would be if everyone could love each other like this."

"But the facts tell you that there is not so much love and affection. What there is is just that the situation is changing and young people are forced to make choices." Du Lin smiled.

Ish nodded, gazing at the nearby woods. "Yes, that's why Robert eventually met Jean on the battlefield, Rowling and Saleen never spoke to each other again, and cousins ​​Robbie and Rowling ultimately had to give up on each other to start families... Grandpa has witnessed so much regret and injustice in his life. Their understanding of Northernism isn't even as thorough as the teachings of the Original Creator. But seeing these young people reminds me of my own youth."

Du Lin just listened quietly.

"At that time, Grandpa, like Fabien, believed that Northernism was consistent with the doctrine and was a rare mortal's holy word. But Grandpa later discovered that mortals are ultimately unreliable. The wisdom of an individual cannot mask the corruption of the human heart. After Northernism's first victory, the team was filled with filth and sand, and the entire team was no longer pure."

"So later on, Jean was a good man, Robert was also a good man, but they fought to the death with their good sons for the present day of this land. They were not wrong. So, child, let me ask you, what went wrong?"

"When morale is low, it's hard to lead the team. What you said about mud and sand flowing into the team is actually just this simple truth." Du Lin fell silent after he finished speaking.

"Yes, people's hearts are scattered. Grandpa has been helping Northernism because he sees his naive self in these young people. The way they risk their lives for a better tomorrow is very similar to my younger self." When he said this, Old Yixu sighed.

"In my eyes, Northernism is imperfect," said Du Lin.

"How can there be perfection in this world? There aren't so many regrets! There aren't so many sorrows! Do you think this is an endless wilderness, a paradise on earth? Only sacrifice..." Old Ish fell silent. He looked at his grandson and finally waved his hand. "You're still young. There are many things you can't learn by staying in isolation. When you finish your studies, walk around this land more and see more. Then you'll understand why some people cling to something as immature and imperfect as Northernism until the end of the world."

After saying that, Old Ish walked into the transmission channel.

Du Lin sighed.

I know the answer to this question.

But is it any use saying it out loud, this is such a damn world.

(End of this chapter)