Durin's Diary

Chapter 35 Tears Won't Stop
The trip was originally confirmed, with departure in three days, and Du Lin packed his luggage in one day.

The next day, Dulin wanted to see Anta, but there was someone more important that Dulin needed to see for the last time.

It rained heavily.

In Lublin in late winter and early spring, the rain still brought a bone-chilling chill, making Dulin, who was wearing a black wide-sleeved shirt, feel uncomfortable.

He was here to attend the funeral with a black umbrella. The young man who was being buried was his predecessor, the former Little Master of Lublin.

He died in the distant northern human kingdom, and the secret police eventually handed over his body. According to ancient customs and practical difficulties, he was cremated and transported back to his homeland.

Among the peers standing not far away, some were silent, some were choking, and some were crying.

Du Lin stood there, looking at Fabien's family - Fabien was an orphan, his parents had died long ago, and it was his aunt who raised him, and now even he was gone. The young woman burst into tears and sobbed.

Children of Dulin's age didn't understand why their cousins ​​traveled thousands of miles to the human world, and why they returned to the land under their feet in such a manner after several years.

"May the Twin Mothers bless the soul of Fabien Ayer of Lublin to find his hometown, so that his soul will not be lost in the distance." The priest over there was giving the final prayer, and Fabien's relatives were burying the young man.

As a friend, Du Lin took two steps back - this was a necessary part of the family funeral and outsiders were not allowed.

Du Lin held an umbrella until the stage came to lay flowers. The crowd moved slowly in silence. When it was Du Lin's turn, they took a small purple flower from the board with flowers and placed it in front of the tombstone.

Purple mandala represents hope and perseverance.

The young man named Fabien Iyer on the tombstone went to the human world with his beliefs and eventually died there for the ideals he practiced.

Du Lin has killed many people and done many things, but he never understands such a realm. In Du Lin's view, he is just a mortal after all. He does not have the foresight of a visionary, nor will he daydream like an idealist.

As a killer, he only kills bad guys... All of this is just a trick of an old killer to deceive himself.

As the pastor finished his final speech, the crowd gradually dispersed, and finally only Du Lin was left. He looked at the newly erected tombstone and fell silent.

Fabien was older than Dulin, a former Little Master, and the only young man in Lublin whom Dulin acknowledged.

Because he has an open mind, he does not have the same prejudice against humans as most of his peers.

Fabien often tells stories he read in human books, saying that New Northernism is the truth of the world, and fairness and justice will be realized in every corner of this earth, which is consistent with the teachings of the original creator... It's good to have dreams, but it's not easy. Fabien, you said that all this will come true, but what about you? You came back, returned to your hometown, but in such a way.

Du Lin sighed until he raised his hand and caught Hemer flying out of the rain. His eldest daughter had gone out during the day, probably because she was worried about her master.

"...I'm fine." Du Lin smiled and rubbed his head against Hemer's.

The older girl grunted a few times and finally touched Du Lin's head with her head.

After confirming that Du Lin's condition was correct, she spread her wings and flew into the rain.

Du Lin looked at the name on the tombstone. He didn't know how to explain it to Anta, because Fabien was Anta's most respected cousin. She had been his little follower for a long time... This was very common. In the family of grassland elves, younger brothers and sisters of the same age would always follow the head of their cousin.

A unique talent like Du Lin is actually very rare.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and finally only Du Lin was left standing in the rain.

"Fabian, I remember you said that life has the right to choose how to live, so you chose this path, right?" Du Lin asked himself, but couldn't answer himself. In the end, he could only pat the tombstone to wipe off the non-existent dust and existing rain for it.

After saying good night, he walked out of the cemetery without looking back. Then, Du Lin saw the black carriage of the Ayer family across the road, with a little boy of his age standing beside the carriage.

It's Tomimi, the poor girl.

With such an evaluation, Du Lin walked over.

"Fabian...does he look like a fool?" She looked at Du Lin and asked with red eyes.

The whole of Lublin knew that she liked Fabien, but who could have imagined that this girl's first love would end in such a way.

The most painful thing in life is not separation, because separation does not mean forgetting each other, it may also mean supporting each other.

But at least people are still alive and can express their feelings to each other. Death... that means the end of everything.

Du Lin wiped the tip of his nose with his hand, nodded, and then shook his head.

He nodded because in his eyes, Fabien was indeed a fool. For the sake of humans thousands of miles away, he, a grassland elf, ran to follow the people of the Northern Kingdom to practice Northernism and even sacrificed his life, but was eventually put back in a box.

I shook my head because he was like a saint, dedicating his life to what he believed to be a great cause for some illusory reason, and ultimately sacrificing himself. There must be many such saints in history, in the future, in another universe, in another world... Every one of them... lived like a combination of fool and saint.

It was very similar to some historical stories that Du Lin knew. In those stories, most lives had different endings, but there was one thing that was highly similar.

That is, idealists are usually responsible for dying, while those who betray idealism make peace with those who hold high the banner of pragmatism and then create a new world.

This is a manifestation of the survival of civilization. Not everyone has the courage to smash everything in order to rebuild a new world.

Du Lin didn't know whether their choice was right or wrong, but he felt that such a story was too cruel to Tomimi. She was just a child with dreams and someone she loved, but all of this was destroyed today.

She loved Fabien, but because of this love she was rejected by the Ayer family - she was not Fabien's true lover, and had no qualifications and no conditions to participate in the burial ceremony. She could only wait here, waiting for everything to be over, until the last participant left, and then she could enter the cemetery.

Just because doing so is protecting her, because the dead cannot block the way of the living.

So, Du Lin stood in front of her and held an umbrella for her, even if it meant the rain fell on him.

This was the only thing he could do for Fabien and Tomimi, because usually no one would hold an umbrella for a girl like this. If she wanted to see him, she could, but she had to go by herself, and she couldn't even hold an umbrella for herself.

At this moment, Tomimi finally broke her silence. She stood under the umbrella and walked towards the cemetery with Du Lin.

On the way, she cried softly.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked.

With confusion, grievance, and even more complaints, she stood in front of the tombstone and cried softly. The question she just asked seemed to be asking the name on the tombstone, but also seemed to be asking herself.

The rain is getting heavier.

Du Lin looked at the tombstone before him and finally said to himself in a deep voice, "Fabien, I believe he died for the happy future of all life, just as he said. He didn't disappoint the times; it was the times that betrayed him."

Tomimi looked at Du Lin, and Du Lin nodded: "Let me do it."

She didn't say anything, but he understood what she wanted to say. The grassland elves believed in blood revenge, and sometimes there were young people who could not let go of their obsessions, and would embrace killing for love and embark on a path of no return.

This is the origin of the Prairie Elf Assassin Temple.

But Dulin didn't want Tomimi to suffer like this. She was just a child, and everything the Assassin Temple had to endure was too much for her to bear.

So, he decided to do it himself.

Durin never believed in idealism, not because he did not believe in beauty, but because he was old enough and had read too much history in books. He deeply understood that human beings do not have a long-term vision. Idealism is too beautiful and too empty and unrealistic. It is a kind of beauty that will eventually be abandoned by future generations.

Human beings are imperfect beings who instinctively pursue pleasure.

Just like what is written in history books, people in the past found a way out in suffering, but a hundred years later, people today have forgotten the bitter path their predecessors took in their prosperity, forgotten the crimes those wicked people had committed, and forgotten...that those who sacrificed in the darkness wanted to build an eternal paradise that would illuminate the world.

So beauty turns into suffering, ideals turn into nightmares, and the pain of the past is no longer the suffering in the old man’s memory, but the devil that has seen the light of day has come to the world again.

Thus, war, peace and revolution appeared on the stage again, and history turned and cycled between these three phrases, only because human greed was difficult to fill.

Therefore, civilization has lasted for thousands of years, but has never been able to break free from this vicious circle.

This land has royal families, nobles, and capitalists. The human kingdom is full of money supremacy, and the so-called morality, conscience, humanity, and even life are things that can be sold.

Idealists like Fabien stood up and sacrificed each other's insignificant lives just to light up this endless night.

In Du Lin's view, this land cannot do without them.

Because Du Lin thinks idealists are unrealistic, but he respects those who are willing to give everything for their ideals from the bottom of his heart.

No one wants to die, but sometimes, the poisonous spider representing death and its web are there, waiting for noble life to face the end and fall into the trap.

Fabien, my friend, I may not be noble enough to help you realize your overly grand dream, but I am willing to seek justice for people like you... from this earth.

　When the chapter title is in English, it is basically the song title.

　　Tears Won't Stop
　　Band Of Legends' album of the same name

　　
　
(End of this chapter)