Durin's Diary

Chapter 385 Planning
After breakfast, Du Lin took advantage of the girls going out to play in groups and began to think about what to do next.

First of all, at present, the money is enough, but what about the future?

So Dulin needed a large piece of land of his own.

Where does the land come from?

Lublin, the birthplace of his dynasty, can be considered the rear. This will not change after the Twin Mother Goddesses recognize Durin's identity as the Chosen One, unless Durin betrays his faith.

But is this possible? Absolutely not.

So the question is, with a large rear area, Dulin still needs more territory - first of all, it can border Lublin.

Secondly, it must have an outlet to the sea in the south. Du Lin plans to build a port in the south of Venice to grab a big piece of meat from Farol's mouth - if he wants to do big things, Du Lin's annual salary is really not enough.

As for how to get the merchants from Changtang to come, Du Lin was ready to use his reputation.

If they come, they will definitely make money. As long as they can make money the first time, more Changtang merchants will come here. As long as Zhulong and Du Lin from the Western Continent do things fairly, they will not have to worry about not coming.

How to sell the Changtang people's goods is also a problem. Because of this, the Northern Kingdom cannot afford to be in chaos anymore. Given Durin's geographical location, the best sales channel at present is to ship the goods to the Northern Kingdom and Sidney Union by train. If there is an opportunity, shipping the goods to the High Elves is also a solution.

These rubbish from the Central and Southern Alliance are not without money, but they are too chaotic. The city taxes they collected from Durin's caravan could buy the heads of those stupid dukes and kings - you say it's not enough?
How could it not be enough? Du Lin would go and kill them himself, 100% pure profit! Every copper coin was stained with the blood of original sin.

We have to find an opportunity to take over the Indochina Peninsula. Do you have any ideas?

Start with the human traffickers. Let alone the Elf Territory, even if you chop up the lord's entire family and feed them to the dogs, others will still praise you for eradicating all evil.

Daju said so.

I think we can do this. The area where the Central and Southern Union borders your Elf Territory is much richer than other areas. You can take a closer look.

Eleven also gave a positive answer.

In this case, Du Lin wrote a letter and finally decided to appoint a Three Saints family with roots nearby to conduct reconnaissance. If they could confirm that there was a problem, they would then gather their troops and kill them.

·By the way, how are you going to train those kids?

Eleven asked.

Pick out some suitable children from among them.

Durin's answer is also the answer of the tower. In the tower, the sages will select children with good talents and who can unite the majority of people. He is the head of a grade. Others can challenge him, but if they win but cannot convince the others, it will be useless.

What if there is no suitable child among them?

Then let the children of the same age from the Three Saints family come.

Du Lin was very sure of this - he was still young and could perhaps live for hundreds of years. If he could outlive their generation, he might still be young.

Thinking of this, Du Lin stood up and said, "Let's go and see what they are doing outside. They are laughing so exaggeratedly."

It looked like there was something exciting to watch, so Du Lin naturally wanted to join in the fun. ………………

When Hummer landed on the table in front of Wesleys Glandor, the young halfling had no time to react. He reached out to shoo the eagle owl away, but a hand slapped him on the back of the head.

"You dare to say that your favorite movies are those of Master Durin? You don't even recognize his messenger, Miss Hemer, who often appears in the opening credits of the movies!" After Wesley's grandfather finished scolding, he carefully removed the mailbox from the leg of the eagle owl named Hemer.

He took a look, then turned to look at Wesley: "Are you still in contact with those guys near the family?"

"No contact. Ever since I chose to return to the Order of the Three Saints, I haven't been in touch with them anymore." Wesley said quickly.

"Ever since you were a kid, when you're lying, your eyes will unconsciously look to the upper left. Wesley, I'll give you another chance to organize your words." The old man picked up two walnuts on the table and put them on a plate.

"Okay, fine... I'm still in correspondence with one of them. He asked me to tell him if there are any clients in Farol. But I said Farol is under the jurisdiction of the Northernists, so if you're not afraid of death, go for it."

"That's great. Your friend's head should be worth a lot of money to Young Master Durin now. I'll give you two choices. One is that you take your tribe to find Young Master Durin, and then lead the team to meet your evil friend, and then dig out all his friends. Then it will be up to Young Master Durin to decide whether to kill them or cut them up. But I'll be frank, if he asks you to kill all your friends, you'd better do it." The old man stared at Wesley in front of him.

Wesley thought about it and was a little unconvinced: "Isn't there another choice?"

"Yes, the other option is that I will kill you now, and then let your brother take the clan and your head to see Young Master Du Lin. The wealth and glory I originally gave you will belong to your brother." The old man said as he looked Wesley up and down: "Wesley, you are my first grandson and my favorite grandson. Don't force me to make a choice. I like you, but if you die, the whole family will lose its foundation for survival. I will kill you with my own hands."

The young halfling suddenly realized something and said, "Leave it to me, Grandfather! I'll take my people to find Master Durin and tell him all the evil deeds these beasts in human form have done! My brothers and I will kill all those damned human traffickers and chop off their heads!"

At this moment, it was as if a holy light was shining down behind Wesley, and he classified his friend as a beast in human clothing.

"Very good, Wesleys, you must remember that only by following the young master can a small family like ours have a future. Now, go and take your brothers to find Young Master Dulin. He is in Paris now. Go find him according to the address on this paper. Don't keep him waiting for too long." After saying that, the old man handed the paper to Wesleys and said, "Go quickly. Don't appear in front of me again until this is done, and don't lose face for the Grando family, otherwise I will make your brother take your head to apologize to Young Master Dulin."

After his grandson left, the old halfling folded the walnuts in his hand.

He keenly sensed that something was wrong.

Young Master Durin did not seem to be serving the Eastern Elf Territory - because if one thought about it carefully, one would know that if it was a matter of the Eastern Elf Territory, it would not be the turn of their Grando family to show up. It was more likely that the Eastern Elf Territory's spies and intelligence agencies would implicate the Grando family's previous mistakes during the investigation.

By then, all 71 members of the Grando family will die.

So, this time, things must be done well.

When necessary, my grandson... will just die.

Because if it really comes to that, if he doesn't die, the whole family will die with him.

Don't say that Young Master Du Lin is heartless.

As a legend and a half-legend in this world, he has almost no rivals except for the gods.

The fact that he was able to hand this letter to me meant that this great being... was willing to give the tiny Grando family a chance to reform.

Praise our Lord.

(End of this chapter)