Durin's Diary

Chapter 219 Goodbye
The knights in front of the Sans Souci Palace bowed their heads, paying tribute to the prince who had returned from the front lines.

In front of the main gate of the palace, the brown-skinned man saw Fisher coming out.

"Uncle Fisher, good afternoon, long time no see." He greeted the old man who was almost the same age as his father.

"Your Highness, welcome back." Fisher smiled and made way.

Looking at the wrinkles on the old fish's forehead, the young prince smiled and saluted. "Uncle, your forehead has wrinkles lately. My brothers must have made you and father angry."

Fisher didn't answer, but just smiled and said, "When you get old, that's just the way it is. If you go in now, you can still see Duke Ish. His Excellency has just arrived."

"That's great. I haven't seen Uncle Ish for a long time." The young man replied with a smile.

Watching him walk into the palace, Fisher turned around, walked down the steps with a smile, passed the knight with a smile, walked out of the gate with a smile, until he got into the car. The smiling secret police chief subconsciously stretched out his hand, and then he realized that they were no longer around him.

He sighed, his smile gone.

"Boss, where are we going?"

"...Go see the widow of Zaliang and call car number two to come over."

"Yes, boss." After the driver said that, he turned on the car's arcane radio - this is a new and good thing. With this equipment, the secret police can quickly obtain what is happening in the city through the relay center in the center of the city, and can also call friendly forces more quickly. It was purchased from the Eastern Elf Territory and cost a lot of money, but for the secret police, this is indeed a groundbreaking good thing.

"Boss, why did you want to go see her?" The young man sitting in the passenger seat was a little inappropriately curious.

In the past, Fisher would have scolded him.

But now, he just sighed: "I want to see her and see the children of Zaliang."

This young man once invited Fisher to his wedding. Fisher was busy at the time and had to decline the invitation, but he never thought that there would be such a regrettable day.

The car arrived at the destination quickly. Before the car stopped, Fisher saw Six Fingers. The young man came over and opened the car door: "Boss, she is at home. I just asked my brother, and Sando was here."

"Why is he here."

"He said he was here on behalf of Zaliang's younger brother who was serving in the army, and the army was preparing to discharge him."

"I understand. Please pick two people and ask them to sit with me inside." This is a necessary part of the secret police work process.

After knocking on the door and seeing that it was Fisher, the frightened young woman immediately relaxed: "Mr. Fisher..."

"Just call me Boss," Fisher said as he pushed the door open.

The kitchen is right after you enter the door. Because the curtains are drawn, the lights in the room are on, emitting a soft glow.

There was a kettle boiling on the new stove, various bottles and jars in the corner, some leftover rice in an open box, some diced meat on the chopping board, and a small oil bottle at the ready.

"Thanks for your hard work."

The haggard young woman lowered her head.

There was a bouquet of flowers in the vase on the table, but they had already withered.

A child was sleeping in a cradle not far away, and something was hovering on the ceiling.

Unpainted toy ponies, daggers polished to a splinter-free finish, half-finished garments, lay on the floor, unable to be put away.

Fisher felt that he had seen too many tragedies like this, but this time, he was still heartbroken by this scene.

This land is really as the mentor said. Even if there is no Robert, there will be other dreamers and ambitious people to manipulate people's hearts. They will use each other's stupidity and greed to destroy people's happy lives, turn happiness into misfortune, and turn love into pain.

Thinking of this, Fisher took out his wallet, took out a stack of money and put it on the table.

"...Boss, no thanks. This morning, a gentleman claimed to be my husband's brother's superior. He gave me a lot."

"As your husband's superior, it's only natural for me to give you the money. Take it. The child's growth requires a lot of money."

Fisher said this and noticed her choice of words: "Is it His Highness Sandor?"

"Yes, I think he looks like him, but he didn't give his name. I also told him that a child who looked very similar to the murderer who killed Uncle Big Toe's family appeared at Uncle Big Toe's door today." Fisher was silent for a moment, then looked at Six Fingers, who was looking outside the window and didn't notice this side.

Fisher tapped the table lightly. "Ma'am, Big Toe sacrificed his family's lives to keep you and your child alive. You must never tell anyone else. The fragile peace between the secret police and Northernism can no longer withstand any test."

"Yeah." The young widow nodded.

At this time, perhaps because he heard some sound, the child woke up and cried.

"Sorry to bother you." Fisher stood up and walked out the door with his men.

Outside the door, he looked at the young mother standing in the living room holding her child and sobbing, and finally gently closed the door.

After walking a few steps, Fisher turned his head and looked at the residence of the big toe. There were several bouquets of flowers placed outside the cordon.

Du Lin is here today, so she must be talking about Du Lin's brother.

Poole, a top student at the University of Science and Technology, ultimately chose another path.

He should have been a defender of the nobility, but his beliefs left him no choice.

That’s right, without new blood, how can old wounds be washed away?

Fisher sighed and got into the car.

Six Fingers closed the car door for him.

"Go home, Six Fingers. I'm old. Starting tomorrow, you will lead the team to patrol the streets." Looking at the young man, Fisher decided to start training him.

It's not too late.

"Boss, you're not old yet." The young man shook his head.

"I asked you to patrol the streets, but you're not happy about it. If you don't host it tomorrow, I'll deduct your salary." After saying that, Fisher closed the car curtains.

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Standing by the window, watching the car drive away, the young widow holding the baby turned silently and looked at the photo on the table. In the photo, she was sitting side by side with him.

She opened her eyes and tried to smile, everything seemed to be the same as before.

He closed his eyes, as if falling asleep, telling her from another perspective that the past could not be found.

The child in her arms sucked, but the little child could not understand the pain of his mother.

She clearly remembered that on that night, Uncle Big Toe stopped those people and roared that he wanted to exchange his life for the lives of her and her son.

Do you think your own life is too precious, or do you think Northernism has forgotten the oath of forgiveness you and Professor Jason made to each other?

I still remember the doubts hidden in the calm words of that child-like grassland elf.

My son died on the front line and my wife remarried, but I still have my wife and I, a granddaughter and a grandson. That young man only has a son whom he has never seen a second time. Please, let me and my family die in place of them. Jason died, and I should die too, but that young girl and her son are innocent!
He exchanged the lives of his entire family for the lives of the mother and child.

Don't cry, child. I owe it to them. When I die, Northernism and the secret police will re-establish a path of peace. There will no longer be young people like you who lose their wives and husbands, and there will no longer be young children like you in your arms who lose their fathers and mothers.

He comforted her with a smile and then faced the rain of bullets calmly.

She didn't understand why her husband just left and never came back.

She didn't understand why her mentor Jason died in that park.

She didn't understand why Big Toe was willing to sacrifice his entire family's lives so that she and her son could survive to this day.

She really doesn't understand.

Why can't we all live together peacefully?

(End of this chapter)