Durin's Diary

Chapter 236 Tea
Du Lin was just about to leave.

The door over there opened, and several mages walked out from the opened transmission channel. One of the young mages jumped out impatiently.

"What are you dragons doing transforming in the city without permission? Who are you?"

"Durin Elsh from Lublin, who are you?" Durin stretched out his hand to stop Lina. The little female dragon felt that he was being presumptuous, but Durin was still willing to give the Mage Tower face.

"Lublin, where are you from?" asked the young man.

After hearing that it was the Eastern Elf Territory, the young man laughed heartily. "This is the territory of the dwarves! What a joke! Rome is the holy temple of the Church of the God of Nobility! Get out of here, you country dwarves!"

Du Lin smiled. He looked at the old man in red robe who was wiping his sweat behind the young man and asked, "Whose child is he?"

"The child of Sidney and Duke Penon." The old red robe wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied cautiously: "Lord Durin, please just ignore what this child said."

He used the Grassland Elven language, intending to communicate with the young man, but the mage was fluent in the language, and the young man flew into a rage upon hearing it: "Do you think the Penon family are country bumpkins?"

"Then what do you think of the Elsh family?" Du Lin asked.

"I've never heard of it!" the young man said loudly.

Durin turned his head and looked at the two dragons: "You all heard it, right?"

The red dragon and the silver dragon both nodded.

Without saying a word, Du Lin took out the string of dragon teeth and burned them directly with fire.

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Yi Xu looked at the long sword in front of him... This was the one he gave to Roy. He still remembered that snowy afternoon when this daring young man finally brought his daughter home safely.

Looking at himself blocked at his doorstep, he felt a little scared, but more importantly, it was the courage and responsibility that made him face himself.

So, in the end, he had no choice but to succumb to his daughter's choice and gave him a master-forged sword on the day of their wedding.

The sword is now full of gaps, and the one it protected is gone.

Stupid thing, this land has swallowed up so many lives, one more or one less won’t make any difference, you think you can change anything.

All you can do is make my daughter regret it for the rest of her life.

Yi Xu, who was silent, suddenly looked up and looked towards the south.

His good grandson ignited his dragon teeth.

No... This is the Ultra-Wide Dragon Covenant guided by Dragon Fang.

"Duke Ish?" The chief inspector accompanying him was a little confused.

"Someone is using the Dragon's Covenant..."

"Are you going to rush over?"

Ishi thought about it and finally shook his head.

"I believe that the loyal dragon race will definitely respond to the covenant and complete the mission."

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Lina felt that there were many familiar faces in Rome today.

They have their own relatives, friends of their relatives, acquaintances they see every day, and even green dragons and red dragons that don't get along well with silver dragons, so that the black dragon cubs look somewhat amiable.

A peer came over to ask Lina, it was a freckled black dragon half-blood boy, the younger brother of some unlucky guy whose dragon horn was broken off: "Who is that?" "Durin Ailsa of Lublin, the great grandson of Duke Ish, the lineage of the Candle Dragon." Lina didn't even need to introduce herself, the other golden dragon half-blood next to her had already completed the introduction.

"Him?" Before the black dragon hybrid could even finish his second sentence, an elder who was also a black dragon slapped him on the head: "Zhulong's son is a humanoid dragon. Don't underestimate him. You can't beat him at all."

"A bastard is a bastard. He doesn't even have the reverence he deserves. How dare he usurp the identity of the son of God." The old red dragon sneered.

Durin had no intention of interfering in the dirty dealings between dragons. At that moment, he stood beside the kneeling young wizard, looked at the dwarf standing to his left, and said, "He said I was a dwarf from the countryside."

A circle appeared under Dulin's feet. This was a lie detection spell. The circle represented that Dulin was not lying. This kid from the Peinon family really said so.

Mr. Dwarf wrote rapidly on the book in his arms, complaining angrily, "That damned tall man actually dared to call you a dwarf. He deserves to die! This book of hatred should be named after him! What a damned thing!"

The young wizard had never been watched by so many dragons before him, and his legs went weak.

Durin looked at the bronze dragon that looked like a grassland elf on the other side. "He said he had never heard of the Elsh family and called me a country dwarf."

The circle under Durin's feet remained unchanged, causing the elder bronze dragon to sneer as he took notes. "Where did that country bumpkin Sidney come from? What a disgrace! The Penon family was a baron one hundred and forty years ago. The Duke of Ai Ersh has been passed down for seventeen generations, and every generation has fought on the front lines of the Great Wasteland. Everyone, do you remember what glorious deeds the previous Duke's heir of the Penon family did when he came to the front lines of the Great Wasteland, besides wetting his pants?"

Du Lin was amused. You see, this is the disadvantage of the longevity of dragons. The human world has forgotten that there is such a thing, but who knows if a certain dragon is the one involved.

Many of the older dragons laughed.

Du Lin looked up at the members of the Mage Tower who were coming through the teleportation channel. "I'm giving you face. I didn't kill him even though he was so presumptuous. But you also have to give me face. So many of my elders and peers have come to vent my anger. You must pay for the tea."

This time, Durin really used too much force. Even the dragon clans in the southern part of the Northern Kingdom opened the teleportation channel and jumped over. The street was crowded with hundreds of dragon clans and their offspring.

Half-blood children can go out with their parents to watch the fun without paying, but pure-blooded dragons cannot go without a single child.

If you, Duke Penon, are unwilling to pay for your child, that's fine. Turin will definitely send this kid to the most luxurious den in Rome to sell his money.

The Duke's child, this will definitely be the best gimmick.

The master of the Roman Mage Tower gritted his teeth and said, "Good!" - Durin handled the matter properly. First, he didn't kill anyone, and second, he didn't cause any trouble. He called over a hundred dragon species and didn't shout for fighting.

If we really want to fight and kill, his mage tower is not enough to fight.

Maybe adding something else can scare these dragons, but the question is whether that something else is really willing to wade into this mess for the Mage Tower.

That couldn't be possible - someone from the City Lord's Mansion had come before, confirmed the situation, and then withdrew all the police forces.

Because Du Lin had previously demonstrated his ability to call upon half a circle at any time. If he were to suffer a defeat in Rome today, there would be a river of blood here tonight, not tomorrow.

And Duke Penon must have some old ties with him, otherwise this boy wouldn't have been assigned to a place so far away as Rome.

So, in order to prevent the Duke's eldest son from having to sell himself, he had no choice but to pay.

Du Lin took the money and handed the draft with the money to the six oldest members of the Dragon Race. "You can divide the money among yourselves. I'll treat everyone to afternoon tea. Thank you all for helping me."

Of course, the dragon race would have no problem with this - it was okay for the sons of God's people not to pay, and it was really great to have so much money for tea and water.

So they all bowed their heads and saluted.

Du Lin smiled, then looked at the young man at his feet and said, "You are worthy of being the heir. You are so arrogant! If I were Duke Penon, I would probably kick you out of the house tonight."

Du Lin believed that what he said today would spread throughout the land without a single word missing.

You are a waste that only brings disaster to the family. Killing you will only dirty my hands.

(End of this chapter)