Durin's Diary

Chapter 401: The first day of the new year, I am your fifteenth!

Huck was awakened by a rapid knock on the door. Having spent the day in his study handling government affairs, he stood up, opened the door, and looked at his wife: "Shouldn't you still be visiting Marseille today?"

"The Feroze Pozo family was just found dead, including their two daughters who married out." His wife looked nervous. "God, do you know how desperate I was when I couldn't knock on the door just now? I thought you were assassinated too."

Hake hugged his wife helplessly and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine. You're a sword master and a mother of several children. You've experienced everything. How could you be so scared?"

"Their whole family was skinned." Gala said nervously.

"Huh?" Huck was a little confused: "Who is the murderer? Any clues?"

"No, but someone from the nearby hotel said that an old woman from Pecola came in the middle of the night, had a meal, and even tipped the Savoy chef at the hotel."

"What's the meaning."

"An identification expert has examined the portrait and says it resembles the old patriarch of the Idar family of the Triarchal Order."

At this point, the couple looked at each other in silence. Finally, Huck looked at his wife in confusion. "Strange, I don't remember this family ever offending Durin and his Triune Order in any way."

"The Feroze Pozo family doesn't even have serfs. The estate he built is almost a replica of the Farol Northernist estate. Even the Twin Mothers said it was good." Gala was also surprised.

Finally, Huck thought about it and said, "How about this? I'll have the messenger send a letter to Reed and ask her to help us ask."

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Meanwhile, the Great Woodlands.

As Sidney's representative in communication with the police in the Great Woodlands, Chief Inspector Melissa appeared at the crime scene early in the morning.

Old Royce beside him yawned and said, "I really regret it now. How could I have just arrived in the Great Woods and encountered such a weird murder case? The murderer skinned a family of seven, and even the cats and dogs."

"That's fine, but they even didn't let go of parrots and beetles. I'm so fucking impressed." Melissa said this and looked at her colleague next to her. He had just talked to his colleague and his expression looked a little serious.

"Hello, any new discoveries?" she asked.

"I just made a new discovery while asking around. Someone said they saw Old Oro, the elder of the Pansao clan, who belongs to the Three Saints, appear last night. He bought a pack of cigarettes at a nearby shop that opens at night, sat for a while, and then ate a bowl of wontons made by Master Chang Tang on the roadside."

At this point, he hesitated: "If it really is him, then we're in big trouble."

"How do you say it?" Melissa asked.

"Because this family is called San Bozo, and he's the leader of a mercenary group in the Great Forest. His group has several hundred people. It will take a lot of effort for the Great Forest to arrange for these guys."

"What happened to Bozo?"

Melissa Royce glanced at each other.

They all saw one person - Feroze Pozo.

It is said that their father arranged the five brothers to different places. If something happened to him today, what would happen to the remaining four brothers?

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What else can be done.

Uryula was sitting in the hall, which was now covered in blood. The rabbit girl of Master Durin was now completely white, a sign that the hunter had reached the top of the path. There was no pity in her eyes, but she just looked coldly at this purgatory-like situation.

"Mrs. Melinda, I'm sorry, our cooking skills aren't very good. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."

Seeing her coming over, Urjula lowered his head and apologized.

"You can't blame your children for this. It was Louis Pozzo who broke the rules first. Lord Turin said that fighting and killing are commonplace. Since he started it first, you can't blame others for following his example and doing things to the extreme." Having said that, Melinda turned her head and looked outside the door.

A hunter covered in blood pushed the door open and walked in. The next second, he knelt in front of Melinda. After spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, he raised his head and held the broken knife in his hands above his head with both hands: "Please leave a seed for the Bozo family, Master Hunter Melinda."

"No. The two children of the eldest son of the Morse-Kove family of the Triarchs died a few days ago at the hands of the Louis Pozzo family of Farol. My master said that Mr. Louis' birthday is the next day, and he feels so deeply connected to his brothers that he must invite all the members of the Pozzo family to a reunion." Melinda approached him and took his broken sword. "Why are you here? I have a comradeship with you, and I allow you to tell me before you die."

"Lord Bozo saved my life. I just want to take his little daughter away." The middle-aged man's breath was getting faster and faster. He had rushed all the way here and was almost exhausted. But he still looked at Melinda with hope: "Please, give that child a chance to live..."

"It's too late. I couldn't bear to see the child crying in fear. He is now at the bottom of that pile of skins. When the Pozzo family captured the fourteen-year-old brother and sister from the Three Saints and did this, they should have thought that retribution would one day fall on the head of every person with the last name of Pozzo." After saying that, Melinda threw the broken knife in her hand onto the carpet.

Her tribesmen raised their guns but were stopped by Melinda.

"Why... don't you guys at the Three Saints always say you want to do good deeds..." The middle-aged man looked at the pile of skins beside him and said, "Why did that child have to die too..."

"Desires never cease, struggles never cease. There's nothing wrong with humans killing each other. The Bozzo family is at fault. The Changtang people say, 'If you do something on the first day of the month, don't blame others for doing the same on the fifteenth.' The Three Saints are indeed merciful, but some children don't deserve it because of the sins committed by their parents." Melinda said, looking at the hunter who was about to pick up the broken knife. "Do you know that girl from the Three Saints? She didn't cry when she saw her brother being skinned, and she didn't even complain when it was her turn. How could the Three Saints not avenge this?"

After saying that, Melinda stepped on the hand that picked up the broken knife, and at the same time grabbed the man's neck with both hands and twisted and pulled it.

As she brought the body down, she looked at Urjula.

"The kids are fine. We let him in because he's loyal," Uryula replied.

"Loyalty does not require mercy. He is the only one in his family. I will pay you to choose a piece of land for him, and we can kill Chaos together. I will pay for it, and Lord Durin will not blame me." After saying that, Melinda walked past the stacked scrolls and sighed slightly.

Lord Du Lin is right. In this world, there is endless blood of heroes and endless heads of enemies.

But you can't forget to wield the sword in your hand just because you are tired.

I will repay kindness tenfold and revenge a hundred times, even if it means going to purgatory.

Without such awareness, how can you be worthy of sharing the same bed with the crazy people in this world?

(End of this chapter)