Durin's Diary

Chapter 306

The Northern Kingdom was predictably in chaos.

Because Robert did not make a will before his death, the second prince and the third prince have become irreconcilable. The fourth prince helps his biological brother, and the fifth prince flees to the Dukedom of Alkin.

The Church of the God of Nobles fought on two fronts. In the south, his church troops, the nobles and the northernists fought for every inch of land, and in the northern kingdom, the church also had to invest a lot of combat power.

The dukes of the Northern Kingdom declared neutrality. Duke Alkin was very interested in making money, but he had no interest in the fight between the two princes. As for sheltering the five princes, it was probably just a mutual care between business allies.

Duke Alessandro claimed to be neutral, but the entire northern military actually supported the third prince.

The Northern Primordial Creator Church should have received instructions from the Primordial Creator and also stood on the side of the Third Prince.

However, although the two princes fought day and night, they still had a tacit understanding in some aspects.

For example, Durin will be tried in absentia as a criminal, no longer welcome in the Northern Kingdom, and banned from entering the North for life. Anyone who captures Durin alive will receive a high reward from the Northern Kingdom.

You know what, it's quite "high". If you capture Du Lin alive, the reward is 100 northern gold coins, but if he dies, you won't get a single cent.

After this price was set, all the young and old men in the Western Continent understood - in fact, everyone in the Northern Kingdom just didn't want Durin to return to the North. No one wanted to see this little bastard who was very close to Northernism.

But no matter what, the military of the Northern Kingdom made a profit, after all, Durin gave them the rifle blueprints.

As for the second prince, Du Lin also gave it to him.

I don't know what you gave him.

What I give is respect and blessing, how could you know.

After a little joke between the doctor and the patient, Du Lin began to think about how to shoot a new version of Seven Hills Holiday.

My suggestion is to give these country bumpkins the latest version, don’t bother with respecting the original, and go straight for cyberpunk. When the princess is about to leave, the hero reaches out and tears the iron sheet of the carriage, then runs away with the girl in his arms.

What nonsense! Do they even know what cyberpunk is?

Du Lin cursed with a smile.

But I still drew two grassland elves on the paper.

One is the male protagonist who looks like himself, and the other is a princess who looks like Astrid.

·Are you going to slap me in the face like this? I like it, just shoot it like this quickly, I like it so much.

The big orange's dark scream twisted and tumbled like a native sea urchin.

However, Du Lin took out the letter Robert gave him at this time - he had been busy for the past two days, and today he finally finished the gun barrel and had some time to draw storyboards, so he should also see what this old man left for him.

Use a letter opener to cut open the envelope.

From this thick envelope were taken two documents, a heraldic ring, and a key.

The first document opened was a pardon signed by Robert, who pardoned Durin's sins in the name of the King of the Northern Kingdom.

In other words, as long as Du Lin had this document, he could avoid being pushed to the gallows by his bastards.

However, it is not Durin's turn to be hanged yet, so the pardon order is put aside for the time being.

Then the second file was opened.

This was a power of attorney from a local bank in Florence, and along with the book was a signet ring, which would prove that Turin was entitled to everything in a safe inside the bank.

The key and emblem ring were both there. Du Lin thought about it, threw away the pen, and left the room.

Come on, I'll take you to the bank and see what Robert left for us.

That old guy must have some kind of memories of his, which are worthless. At least he should find a suitable place for these memories instead of putting them in a bank and never seeing the light of day.

After Durin finished speaking, he went downstairs and saw that only Maria was in the living room. This girl could now read many books in the common language and some books about grassland elves. In addition, she was a native of Farol... It's you, Mariamon.

"Hey, are you taking me to the bank? Is there a place to eat there?" Maria followed out with a curious look on her face.

"There's nothing to eat, but if you want to eat something on the way, I'll buy it for you." Du Lin replied with a smile.

So the little wolf cub happily followed Du Lin.

Along the way, they would occasionally run into patrols of Northernist workers. Dulin was now an iconic figure in Florence, a great gunsmith and film director serving Northernism. From time to time, young people who could not wait any longer would ask Dulin to sign the first page of their diaries.

Du Lin is not pretentious and should write as much as possible.

He also encouraged these young workers from time to time, saying that they voluntarily gave up their days off just to better maintain public order in Florence, and they deserved Turin's encouragement.

Coming to the bank, in Farol, this is the territory of the God of Wealth. Although he is called the bank president, he is actually the bishop of the God of Wealth.

A deacon welcomed Dulin's arrival. After looking at Dulin's certificate, he completed the verification, and then respectfully took Dulin and Maria into the bank's vault.

The security here is quite strict. Whether it is the patrol routes, personnel deployment, or firepower, they are all top-notch.

Except there's no camera.

The deacon came to Vault No. 1, where the rows of cabinets were located, and completed the check with the person on duty.

"Welcome to the Bank of Florence, Mr. Dulin." The bishop who came over greeted Dulin. He took over the work of the deacon and personally took out a large box for Dulin.

"A mysterious visitor placed this box here, and now you've arrived bearing his keepsake." At this point, the bishop, deacon, and treasurer clapped their hands to detect lies, then said in unison, "I swear on behalf of the bank that all the items are inside this box. We have never opened it or searched it."

After saying this, the three of them retreated a certain distance.

Du Lin broke the seal on the box and opened it.

It was filled with seals containing the power of the root, and a page of paper.

I'm rich!

Daju was almost standing on the top of this temple and screaming in the rainy night.

And Du Lin picked up the letter and opened it.

"Du Lin, Roy's child, you, like me, have embarked on the path of the Invisible Ones. I know you are young, and this is the Source Power prepared for you. The Invisible Ones are petty thieves who plunder the Source Power. They are thieves, butchers, and even more so. Use them well to strengthen yourself, and then go and plunder more Source Power. But don't be like me. It's really not easy to be the Prince of Lies."

Signed by Robert Walter.

This old man really has everything figured out.

After storing the thirty pieces of root power in the box into his own space, Du Lin said goodbye to the three of them.

But I didn't expect that these three people took out their diaries at the same time.

They had no words, but their expectations were visible to the naked eye.

Du Lin signed for them one by one.

The bishop personally escorted Du Lin out. As he was leaving, the old man asked, "Robert Walter...is he really like what he said in the movie?"

Du Lin nodded.

Your Majesty is truly like a saint and a devil.

(End of this chapter)