Durin's Diary

Chapter 261 Trouble
"Is this why you petrify people like this?" Fisher looked at Du Lin sitting on the bench.

Du Lin, who was drinking honey water, nodded and said, "How dirty is that girl named Aina's mouth? You can ask everyone in the market, especially Mr. Jason with the tiger."

You see, this is the disadvantage of having a common name. There are people with the same name as Durin. Fortunately, there is only one Durin like Durin. Otherwise, he would have to use Durin from Lublin when introducing himself, just like a witcher from Rivia.

It's really long and boring.

The Highlander nodded resignedly when Du Lin called him out. "Mr. Du Lin is right. They were the first to attack, and they fired the first shot."

"The petrification can be removed. I didn't kill him." Du Lin said this, pointing at the red-robed man who was trying to remove it but his efforts were in vain. "My spell is only slightly more difficult to remove. If they can't remove it, that's their problem, not mine."

Fisher had certainly seen people even more shameless than Dulin, so he simply smiled and turned to the victim's family. "The facts are clear. Your child was the first to curse. Mr. Dulin's petrification technique can only be considered a minor punishment."

Du Lin snapped his fingers, and a metal mannequin outside a nearby shop spontaneously combusted and quickly turned into molten iron in full view of everyone. "If I had really killed someone, your child would have had no chance of surviving until now."

The family members were silent.

However, this family did not quarrel or make a fuss, perhaps because they realized that Du Lin was really not someone to be trifled with.

Finally, the silence was broken by the appearance of His Excellency Karl Malone. He came over and sat on the bench. "Kid, a grown-up should not bear grudges. One of these kids is my eldest nephew. How about you give your grandfather some face?"

"Grandpa, I have to save your face. No problem." After saying that, Du Lin snapped his fingers without asking who it was.

The petrified human body was freed from the spell.

Then the boys raised their hands very readily - that meant they admitted defeat.

The girl named Ina uttered sharp curses, first at Astrid and then at Durin.

But this time, a middle-aged woman stood up - she shut her daughter's mouth with a slap.

The old man, who had been silent until then, finally smiled. "When I saw Astrid, I understood what was going on. What happened today was our fault, the Loughlin family. I will personally come to apologize to you, Mr. Elsh, someday."

"That's not necessary. It's her fault, not yours. Let's just let this matter go today, okay?" Du Lin didn't want to cause trouble in Copenhagen - Du Lin was not afraid of real murder, but the thought of killing hundreds of people in one night was too rushed.

After these young men were dragged home by their ears, Du Lin turned to look at Karl Malone and asked, "Grandpa Karl, how is your back these days?"

"I'm about to scream when you mention that. I can't even hold my own grandson right now." The old legend's face was full of age. He glanced at Astrid, who was sitting by the oil barrel fire. "How did you manage to deal with the Alessandro family? That old cripple is not easy to deal with. He's most worried about his granddaughter."

"It's a gift. Do you believe it?" Du Lin said with a smile.

Old Karl was stunned for a moment, then smiled. Then, looking at the sincerity on Du Lin's face, he couldn't smile anymore: "You voted for him?"

"No, I'm not helping either side. I don't have any desire to influence the political environment in the north. This isn't my home, so why would I care so much, right?" At this point, Du Lin asked, "What about you?"

"The Mage Tower has always maintained neutrality, but if you make a move, I will have to think carefully about it. After all, if I hurt you, I will offend your grandfather. When he comes to kill me, who will I complain to, right?" The old mage said as he noticed Alyssa. The girl simply sawed off her other horn at this time.

How come the horn was broken? Du Lin felt a little sad.

"What's going on?" asked the old wizard.

"The girl across the street got beaten up, and she didn't deserve it. Those boys were rude to me, but they didn't hit me when the girls were fighting, and they didn't hit me when the pets were fighting each other. For that, I think they're the only ones who are good." Du Lin said, then looked at Fisher. "Speaking of which, every time I get into trouble, you always show up."

"When the nobles are having a quarrel, of course I have to show up. How could an ordinary person suppress your murderous aura?" Fisher also sat on the bench. He smoked a cigarette while offering one to old Karl. He gently said to Dulin's outstretched hand, "Don't smoke, kid. I'll give it to you. When your grandfather comes to kill me, how can I complain?"

Du Lin snorted and took another big sip of honey water.

"By the way, His Majesty asked me to give you a message: Don't meddle in unnecessary matters." Fisher said while smoking.

"Astrid will be there when I go," Doolin replied.

"Can't you think of something else, kid?" Fisher scolded with a smile.

"Does His Majesty Robert have a granddaughter like Astrid?" Du Lin asked with a smile.

"You're really a stubborn guy, aren't you?" Fisher said with a wry smile.

"Okay, this won't happen again. Let's stop here. To be honest, I don't like your tricks. I just want to make movies and write songs, but this damn world is driving people crazy." Du Lin expressed his attitude.

After hearing this, Fisher sighed and said nothing more.

After a while, he ordered the secret police to start withdrawing. Du Lin watched them leave and glanced at old Karl who was smoking: "Grandpa Karl, what about you?"

"If my relatives hadn't begged me today, I wouldn't have come. Why is it so difficult to remove your petrification?"

"Given by our ancestors." Du Lin gave the answer.

When Old Karl heard this, he covered his face and walked away in silence. Du Lin also stood up and snapped his fingers.

Alyssa came over with Astrid.

"Why did you buy a bear?" Du Lin looked at the bear in the box.

"It's so cute, it thinks I'm its mother." Astrid said, looking at Du Lin with some grievance: "Don't throw it away."

"I didn't think so. I was just wondering where we'd keep it when it grows up." Du Lin replied, "Never mind. If you like it, let's go home first."

Du Lin took the two girls away from the market.

While waiting for the bus at the intersection, Du Lin touched Alyssa’s little head lovingly again: “It’s okay, it will grow back.”

“Of course, the antlers are replaced every year, but it’s really annoying to be interrupted by that stinky woman. She actually wanted to kill me. Next time, I will definitely not show mercy.” Alyssa gritted her teeth at her opponent.

"Just leave it to me. I'll make them all jump into the lake," said Astrid.

"That won't work. Then they will say you are a witch, which will be very troublesome." Alyssa shook her head. It was obvious that she was very protective of her little cousin.

A rented carriage arrived and Du Lin waved.

After giving the address and getting on the carriage, Du Lin began to think about why Robert asked Fisher to bring a message to him.

Is he dissatisfied with Sandor?

Or does he really like Kelar?

Or maybe he actually has another candidate.

Interesting, this melon is really sweet.

Thinking of this, Du Lin noticed that the carriage stopped at the intersection.

Then someone stepped onto the sidewalk.

It's Peck Nash.

He was wearing a gray windbreaker today, and several young people were following him.

Du Lin couldn't help but wonder in his heart - how did he know I was here.

Considering the timeliness of intelligence transmission, the only explanation is that there are Northernists in the Extraordinary Market.

Only in this way can we explain why the current acting secretary appeared in front of Du Lin.

"Mr. Peck, long time no see." Du Lin spoke first with a smile.

"It's Mr. Du Lin. Yes, long time no see." He was a little surprised, but still nodded with a smile.

"I'm quite satisfied with the business between us." Du Lin said with a smile, "If you have any questions, you can go to the embassy and find the new ambassador. He will help you pass on the message."

Although Roy Corleone was dead, as long as Durin Elsh was alive, the deal would not change, and Northernism could still get good things from a warehouse in the Eastern Elf Territory that was robbed by the guard.

This is a virtue that an honest and trustworthy businessman should have.

"Thank you very much." After saying that, he took off his hat to salute Du Lin, then led the team across the sidewalk with a smile.

Du Lin watched them disappear into the alley, and finally the light changed and the carriage continued on its way.

Durin turned his head and met Astrid's curious gaze.

She didn't ask anything.

Du Lin also said nothing.

But in this state, he and she looked at each other and smiled.

Because he was thinking, this is a secret, don’t look at it, just smile.

So she smiled happily.

(End of this chapter)