Durin's Diary

Chapter 350 Humanity and Sophistication
But forget it. There's no such thing as a code of conduct with a lecher like Romil. Du Lin patted the little guy on the head and said, "You looked a little sad before. What's wrong?"

"I'll tell you if Brother Dulin is willing to keep the secret for me," said the little guy named Kakanif.

Du Lin nodded.

"That bad woman from the Cleggan family, Oona Cleggan, said she liked me. I'm a year younger than her. I really don't know why she liked me. I don't like her at all. She's so big, her fists are so big, and she's so strong." At this point, the little guy looked sad. "But grandpa said she would be a good choice and he made the decision for me."

Poole came to Dulin and shook his head, signaling Dulin not to worry about this matter.

Of course, Du Lin would not bring trouble upon himself. He patted Kakanif's little head, indicating that he could do nothing to help.

Then he followed his brother to a quiet corner.

"The marriage of Kakanif and Una is welcomed by the royal family, the Minister of Finance, and us," said Poole.

"How can you all be happy to see this happen?" Du Lin was shocked.

"Oona's father was recruited into the Northernists by our political commissar in the Great Wasteland." Poole smiled awkwardly when he said this.

"Don't tell me the Minister of Finance is also your man." Du Lin continued to be shocked - can I say that I regret having anything to do with you? You Northernists are so fucking indiscriminate.

Du Lin asked while complaining in his heart.

Poole looked around, then lowered his voice and said in Grassland Elven, "The Minister of Finance is a die-hard aristocrat, but Kakanif's mother and father are ours. Duke Robbie is also aware of this matter; he is a witness."

Dulin blinked. Duke Robbie believed in the Twin Mother Goddesses, so he would certainly understand the meaning of liberation.

Dühring knew that he could sympathize with Northernism.

But Dulin did not expect that the Duke would be so close to Northernism.

He can even testify, how can you nobles wear open crotches along with Northernism... No, the Alkin family used to be from the First Commune, you can't be another one of them who is in Cao's camp but his heart is with Han, you are too loyal!
But all this has nothing to do with Durin after all. Thinking of this, the two brothers exchanged information again. However, Poole will soon attend a closed-door meeting with multiple parties.

Du Lin motioned his brother to go and do his work, then came to Melinda and found that she was holding a small plate and was constantly trying various foods on the buffet table that were the first time she had seen them.

"What kind of dish do you like?" Du Lin asked.

The rabbit girl pointed to the dishes not far away.

Du Lin took a look and saw that it was meat soup.

Do you want to take another look?

Daju said don't be deceived by your eyes.

Du Lin took another look and saw that it was a vegetarian meat soup made of carrots and white meat, thickened with wet starch. This was a little trick of the Chang Tang people, and now it was also quickly accepted by the elves.

The Alkin family also has an elf chef.

Du Lin took a plate and tried to scoop a small spoonful.

Well, you know what, it tastes good, the oil used is good, and the cooking time and heat are perfect. The carrots are mashed into a paste, and then the shrimp paste is added to make it look like a meat soup.

"I'll make it for you when we get back." Du Lin said with a smile.

Melinda's eyes widened when she heard this, then she smiled happily and hummed softly.

On the other side, Lina was showing off a whole lamb. Everyone knew that she was a little female dragon, so no one thought it was excessive for her to hold a lamb leg in each hand. Instead, they all thought that it was a great honor for Duke Alkin that a little silver dragon could eat in human form.

In other words, if Lina were to attack in dragon form and show off her skills, no one would say anything. There might even be some shameless people flattering her, saying she was very elegant when eating. Reed, who was walking over, must have sensed Du Lin's mumbling; the little girl smiled happily.

"Mr. Du Lin's thoughts are sometimes really powerful." She sighed.

"I just think that there are thousands of kinds of people in this world, and your sister Lina is a little special." When he said this, Du Lin noticed that Lina turned her head and looked at him.

Perhaps having heard something, the little female dragon came over, holding a leg of lamb in one hand and feeding it to Durin. At the same time, she looked at Reed and said, "Did you mention me just now?"

"Yes, Mr. Du Lin said, Sister Lina, you are very special."

"Of course I am the strongest among the sisters."

Faced with this answer, Lina was very complacent.

Daju's complaints arrived as expected.

This little female dragon really has something wrong with her brain. I really can’t stand it. Let me tell you, mental retardation is protected by law.

Du Lin once again used the "I didn't hear" technique.

And Lina returned to her dining spot with her leg of lamb.

"Come to think of it, Mr. Du Lin, you are also a dragon. I don't think you have ever eaten a lot of food at one time." Reed asked curiously.

This is really a good question. Du Lin couldn't tell the girl that this was a professional habit he developed in his previous life. After eating too much, most of the blood flows to the gastrointestinal tract to help digest and absorb food, causing the brain to be relatively ischemic and hypoxic, making it easy to feel tired and sleepy.

This is really not a good habit.

When he was an assassin, Du Lin could have a quarrel with anyone, but he would never have a quarrel with his own life.

But how could he say such things to a little girl? So Du Lin finally gave another answer: "When you eat too much, most of the blood flows to the gastrointestinal tract to help digest and absorb food, which causes the brain to be relatively deprived of blood and oxygen. I can't stand this when I'm working. I'd rather eat more sugar, at least that way my stomach won't be full."

"I see. Mr. Du Lin also understands human body science."

“Is there such a course?”

"Well, I heard that the National University of Copenhagen and the University of Northern Ireland have conducted joint research."

When Du Lin and Reed were talking at this point, they heard a commotion in the center of the venue. Du Lin led the girls over and saw an old man lying unconscious on the ground, with a young man holding his head, looking dazed.

Some people were calling for the pastor, and some were running out.

Cardiac arrest, ventricular fibrillation type. These days, rich people eat high-fat and high-sugar foods. Long-term fighting when they were young made them look strong, but if they continue to eat like this when they are old, something bad will definitely happen.

Daju analyzed.

Du Lin pushed the others aside and walked to the old man. He reached out and pressed his pulse on his wrist: "There is no heartbeat. Who are you to this old man?"

"My grandfather, I came here with him today. He has not been in good health." The young man had met Du Lin before and knew who he was, so he just answered Du Lin's questions very obediently.

"You called him, but he didn't respond." Du Lin pressed his carotid artery again, but there was still no response.

Du Lin looked at the young man and said, "If you believe me, put your grandfather's head down and lift his jaw to keep his airway open." After that, Du Lin started to call out names without turning his head: "Lina! Come here!"

(End of this chapter)