Durin's Diary

Chapter 26 The Way to Death (Part )

The battle in the back hall was over quickly. The security forces of the mansion were just mortals. Such brutal firepower had never been seen in this era. When Enrique kicked open the door, the security guards drew their swords and wanted to fight.

And then nothing happened. The arrow-shaped bullets tore apart all resistance. Mortals and low-level transcendents once again exposed the fragility and unbearableness of carbon-based life in the face of the arrow-shaped bullets.

Enrique swept the entire back hall and when he came to the front hall, he saw the shriveled body of Chief Saric hanging on the chandelier. At his feet, the dead tribesmen piled up like a mountain of corpses.

So they started to go up to the second floor - they wanted to start a careful search to make sure nothing was missed.

Old Ish has already got the account book - the Saric family is indeed experienced and knows that they are doing a business that could kill the whole family at any time. All the transaction records are there. Originally, they wanted to drag the buyer who turned against them to death with them, but unfortunately, the one who came was the victim.

But it doesn't matter. Everyone will die one day. The end of the Saric family is essentially the same, whether it is the victim or the traitor.

Now the lynx cubs are pouring bag after bag of fish food into the fish pond, and old Ish is patiently pouring cold air under the wooden floor. The entrance to the cellar is in the central area of ​​the mansion. Usually only specific members of the tribe can enter here, and go down along the stone steps revealed by the floor opened by a mechanism.

Du Lin shot the parrot on the bird stand to death with the pistol in his hand, then raised the muzzle of the gun and shot down the fat cat hiding on the beam.

It's agreed that everything related to the Saric family in the house must die today, no matter how cute it is.

Thinking of this, Du Lin looked at the little fish in the small fish tank, and finally threw the whole fish tank out of the window. There was actually a heater under the fish tank to heat it, so that the water temperature was always suitable for the survival of the little fish... What a luxury.

Putting away his pistol, raising his shotgun and turning on the muzzle light, Du Lin walked into the dungeon with the two lynx cubs.

The torches on the wall were lit by the lynx cubs, and then Durin saw hell - rows and rows of cells filled with many children, some were grassland elves, and more were children of other races.

"He said that besides selling our children, they would also kidnap children of other races. These children would have many uses. I've left a recording magic crystal on the pile of corpses." Old Ish, who had been invited down, sighed as he walked to the front of the cells. He looked at each cell after another and finally shook his head. "They're actually collecting offerings from the evil god. The purple-eyed children... damn it! They'll be sold to those Chaos Cults, and a certain death awaits them."

Children with purple eyes are perfect sacrifices in some evil gods' sacrificial ceremonies, so they are also very valuable.

Du Lin did not see any of his fellow tribesmen with the child, but the illegitimate child himself said that the last time he heard about her was five years ago.

Thinking of this, Du Lin sighed, then turned his head to look at the three survivors.

The expressions of the three children were frozen. They knew all this, but had never seen it with their own eyes.

Yes, no matter how crazy the human traffickers are, they will not let all their children directly participate in the work of child trafficking.

Business is business. Children may hear about the existence of business, but it is unlikely that they will directly get involved in the business. Only those trusted and capable children... can witness the madness.

"Bring all the children to the front hall. We will first make a list of the children and contact the local police station to let them handle the matter." Enrique said.

There were only three aircraft, which could not carry so many children, so their names were recorded one by one in two lists, one kept by Du Lin and the other kept on site, and the emblem of the God of Vengeance was also left behind.

The meaning is very simple. I did it today on the first day of the new year. Don’t force me to do it again on the fifteenth day.

Taking the children upstairs, Du Lin distributed the weapons used by the security guards to the dozen or so older boys among the children, and then showed them around the front hall.

Finally, Du Lin took over the job from his grandfather and brought the three living kids to the pile of corpses.

After changing the magazine, he pulled open the slide with one hand and took a look. The bullet was already loaded.

The young man, who had been comforting his brother and sister from the beginning, looked at Du Lin intently: "You swore to Grandpa that you would not let us suffer."

"Yes, so I'm not going to let you hang the noose, what do you think?" Du Lin was not angry at the words of the older child, because the children who were released were preparing the noose.

The same ceiling, the same big chandelier, there is already an old man on it. If Du Lin doesn't take action, there will probably be three more children.

Is it cruel? It is indeed cruel. This land is so inhumane. Trafficked children suffer a lot. Their future is changed because of the greed of bad people. They may even face death because of bad people.

However, the families of human traffickers have grown and expanded, and their children have been cared for since childhood, and may even join this seemingly endless business after they grow up.

But today, the children of human traffickers can also be strangled to death by goods. In Du Lin's opinion, this is a good thing. It means that the vulnerable groups still understand what the simplest revenge is, what it means to repay grievances with justice, and they understand that actions are countless times more important than words.

The children of this land all understand that they are the only ones who can redeem themselves, rather than relying on justice that may come from a distant foreign country at any given time, or on the nobles who sit on high platforms and never look down.

"Thank you." In the end, the oldest child could only sigh: "I told my grandfather and my family that this kind of business won't last long, but they didn't listen."

"Yes, this kind of business won't last. One day, the victim will come to you and personally deliver your retribution." Du Lin sighed as he spoke, raising his gun and shooting the youngest boy. He was too young, and Du Lin couldn't bear it, so he shot him in the chest, taking his young life.

Next came the crying girl. She finally broke down. It was too hard for a child to face death so close to home. So she was shot in the forehead and fell backward in a pool of blood with her brother.

Finally, Dulin pointed the gun at the oldest child.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" Du Lin asked.

"If there is an afterlife, wouldn't it be better to be a beggar's child than to live in this family?" the young man asked Du Lin.

"Don't be silly. It's so pitiful when you are sick and have no money to treat. If you have a chance, you should be a good child from a good family. Goodbye." After saying that, Du Lin pulled the trigger, and the last descendant of the Saric family fell in a pool of blood.

After putting away the gun, Du Lin was silent for a while as he looked at the three children lying in a pool of blood.

Are they pitiful? Of course they are. The youngest of the three children is not even as tall as Durin. But if Durin feels pity for them, what about the owners of the dried blood on the dungeon walls? What about the purple-eyed sacrifices in the dungeons? What about the children who were sold before?

What about every cub that was harmed, sold, and sent to death by this family?

What about those parents who spend their entire lives trying to find their children, and even go crazy and die from it?

This was the only revenge Du Lin could offer for those poor children.

Because whether it is this land or that world, civilization has never lacked laws but only justice, so justice seems so pale.

Civilization does not lack heroes of good words, but it lacks people willing to get their hands dirty.

A million curses uttered behind one's back are not as thrilling as the moment when I feel like killing your whole family. Dealing with the people who create problems when you can't handle them often seems to be a fatal extension of the joke of hell.

But...it really works.

Just like a bullet is a good medicine for a terminal illness, a single course of treatment only requires one shot.

Thinking of this, Du Lin looked at his children.

Many of them were bowing to Du Lin.

Du Lin's frozen expression finally relaxed a little - your gratitude is the best reward I have received today.

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After finishing the work in the hall, Dulin came to the cemetery with the frying tools. Old Enrique came first with the lynx cubs and made a hole directly into the coffin in each grave cover in the Saric family cemetery area.

Do you think that the so-called crushing of bones and scattering of ashes means that the grassland elves will spend half a day digging up these stones and soil, then open the coffin and throw the bones all over the ground?

Times have changed, gentlemen, and there are better ways now.

After placing the detonators and installing the arcane fuses, Durin and the lynx cubs boarded the aircraft that came to pick them up. After flying to a safe altitude, Durin pressed the detonator.

The final process was completed, and old Enrique used the camera crystal in his hand to take a short video for record. The aircraft reunited and began to retreat.

"Well done, kid. Bringing you here today really gives me a refreshing feeling." On the way home, Old Yixu was very happy.

"Science and technology change the trajectory of life. Grandpa, you can learn to welcome and embrace new things like me." After Du Lin finished speaking, he squinted and looked at the back of his hand.

In addition to adding 18272 experience points to Durin's warlock experience pool, the targets shot by Durin also added 9136 experience points to Durin's public experience pool.

Dulin's current status is:

Doolin Lily Ash
Old class system: Warlock.

Level: 4th-level sorcerer (level 7)
Public experience pool: 9416
Warlock Experience Pool: 18272/34000
Attributes:
Power: 11
Agility: 18
Constitution: 16
Intelligence: 13
Perception: 23
Charisma: 30
A lot has been added, no wonder everyone says that he is the gold belt for murder and arson, but Du Lin is somewhat morally obsessed, just like this bad guy is not a weed growing in the field after all.

So, until you earn more, it's better to be frugal.

(End of this chapter)