Durin's Diary

Chapter 277 At this moment
Once again, Romil van Kliggen arrived at the King's Hall in Summer Night Palace at midnight.

Looking at the spear tip of the statue in front of the gate, there was a new guy hanging there today - the eldest son of his uncle's three sons, and the young man was now swaying in the night wind.

"Uncle! Save me!" The young man shouted as soon as he saw Romil.

"Hey, isn't this our Marian? What did he do wrong today? Look how angry your grandfather is. Tell me about it."

"I brought home a movie. I just started watching it when my grandfather found out. Then he beat me and hung me up here. Now they are having a great time watching it in there!"

"Good boy, what dirty movie did you bring back? Let me tell you, young people also need to be restrained." After some sarcasm, Romil laughed and said goodbye to his nephew - as an elder, Romil was not much older than these boys, and usually he, as the king of the kids, would take the kids out to play.

Since it was just a small matter, Romil didn't act seriously. As soon as he stepped into the King's Hall, he heard gunshots.

Romil dived to the corner, and then he realized that the gunshot came from the direction of the screen, not from his uncle who was going to kill him because he stepped into the King's Hall of Summer Night Palace with his left foot first.

He came out somewhat embarrassedly, but found that no one noticed him at all because the two people on the throne were looking at the screen.

Then he also watched intently.

Because the music is good and the pictures are beautiful.

As for the drama… this kind of thing is watched by the king and the queen, so why can’t I watch it!
But when the movie ended, when the Copenhagen Band of the Church of the Two Mothers appeared on the list of musical assistants, when Czerny was listed as the music director, and when Durin Corleone was listed as the director, Romiel still took a deep breath - is this kid from the Elsh family really going to slap himself in the face like this?

My aunt came to your house to bring her little niece back to Farol. Even if the young people here are ignorant, you can't hit them in the face like this.

Just as Romil was trying to recall which foot he had stepped through the door with so that he could make his final struggle, he saw his uncle, the de facto king of this land, sigh.

He looked at Romil with a touch of regret and helplessness: "Dulin's talent was underestimated by my husband and me. Kirk's death is my fault. I underestimated this genius."

Romil sat down on the small chair without saying a word.

"Why are you silent today?" asked his Aunt Gala.

"Why should I answer a fatal question? One more word and I'll be hanging on the tip of a spear with Marion. I'm not a fool." Romil said this, looking at the two on the throne: "If you want me to tell the truth, you must swear to Grandpa that you won't hang me on a spear. At least today, no matter what I say, you can't!"

"Okay, you say." His uncle, the owner of this land, has the final say.

Then Romil looked at Gala: "Mother Gala*1, do you really remember what I told you before you left?"

"I'm sorry, Mom didn't remember." Gala lowered her head. "That young man, Durin, is soft-hearted. As a younger generation, he's naturally inclined to be humble. But you called so many people that day. What did you think Miss Lina, a dragonborn, would think? She saw the threat of the Clegane family! Are you aware that several Silver Dragon Mountains are now critical of you?" Romil asked.

"I know." Gala nodded.

"If you do that, what will Duke Alkin and Duke Alessandro think? And what will you make Duke Elsh do? Duke Alkin's actual territory borders our country, and he himself has roots in Northernism. If he is willing to accept the guerrillas of Northernism, our eastern provinces will never have peace. Duke Alessandro has many marriages with our Clegane family. This time we bypassed him to take back little Lid. What will those families who have married into our family think? And what about Durin? He is destined to inherit the Dukedom of Elsh! Maybe there will be his real dragon descendants in the Silver Dragon Mountain in the future!" Romil asked the second question.

"I know I was wrong." Gala's expression was very sincere.

"A fantasy species was forced into a desperate situation by you, and in the end, I could only use this almost mutually destructive method to warn you. When I took your report to the ring and learned that Durin's shot was fired from 3,000 meters away, the faces of the three elders who met with me were all bewildered! Before Durin's weapon killed Kirk, they didn't even know that Durin had such a terrifying musket. 3,570 meters! A level 17 greatswordsman died so unclearly! At that distance, I would die, and your sons and grandchildren would die too! This is the terrifying balance. If you can kill his lover, he can also kill your family and even your husband without hesitation!"

"Yes, it's Mom's fault." Gala lowered her head even more.

Romil looked at his uncle. "Your Majesty, I've only seen the last clip of the film Marian brought back, but I understand that the fact you're watching it now isn't simply because it's against you. Its visuals and music complement each other, which aligns with the views of the Northern Academy of Art. Master Czerny praised Durin more than once, as did Master Duterte of the North. And now, that line in the film tells me that Durin also has a last name, Corleone. Your Majesty, Queen, do you understand what this means in the world of the steppe elves?"

The two shook their heads.

"It means never forgive, never forget." Having said this, Romil wiped his face and looked at the two kings on the throne. "If my father was killed by a king, I would do the same. I would support all those who oppose this king, and even join them. You should be happy that it was Prince Bailey who killed his father, not your children."

"Can we ease the relationship with Dulin?"

"That's too easy. Wasn't this film made by Dulin? I'll give you a solution. Simply admit that the persecution of Northernism sixty years ago was unjust, and you will agree to the free broadcast of this film throughout the Farol and Sidney Union."

The king and queen looked at each other, then spoke in unison: "Speak more."

"We, the Clegane Royal Family, have always stood with the people, even in southern Marseilles. Northernists are more likely to claim that the nobles are persecuting them. Since Northernists are like wildfire and cannot be extinguished, why can't we cooperate with them? Isn't the advanced constitutional monarchy that the Sidney United is proud of? In the past, we established a constitution with the nobles, and in the future, we can also jointly establish a constitution with Northernists and citizen representatives. If they can recognize us, we can also recognize them. Let's just put aside those nobles who are too powerful to be eliminated."

"But what if they really make the civilians believe them instead of us?" the two asked in unison.

"That means they're more suited to be the masters of this land than our Clegane family. If our Clegane family can't even unite the commoners, how could we have fought the nobles for so many years?" Having said this, Romiel let out a sigh. "I've said so much, all of which may seem heretical to you. I'm a half-blood, after all, and some of my words aren't from the Clegane family's perspective. But our Clegane family started out as mere foot knights serving Miss Betty. I believe there's nothing wrong with us doing this. The torture and sacrifices our ancestors endured were simply to save this land from the ravages of war."

At that time, the ancestor of the family was willing to fight to the death for Miss Betty because everyone at that time believed that Miss Betty would lead everyone to victory, and no one could face a future without her.

Now it's our turn. It's time to choose: for this land, or for the cold Iron Throne beneath your buttocks.

Note 1: In the Sidney Union, "Mom" is a more intimate form of formal address for the Queen by younger members of the royal family.

(End of this chapter)