Durin's Diary

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The elf Jin Ye got up early in the morning. He looked through the newspapers delivered from all over the place like a thief, and then called out to Uryula during breakfast: "Sir Uryula, is the young master really okay?"

"I think so." The old vampire looked a little surprised and doubtful.

"What's wrong with your expression?" Jin Ye asked with some confusion.

"Last night, Master Du Lin said some dream talk that I probably need to forget. Please don't hurt me. I can only say that he is definitely fine."

"Okay, but why hasn't he shown up yet today?"

"Or, why don't you go to the top floor and ask which window in the corridor you'll be thrown out of for disturbing the good times between young people."

"Then it's better not to do it."

The communication between the elves and the vampires ended here, and then they heard footsteps coming from the stairs.

The first one to come down was Melinda, no, we should call her the Great Hunter, or Mrs. Melinda.

This is a title only worthy of extremely powerful hunters.

"I heard that she killed a hunter with her own hands that night, and he was a registered hunter of the Northern Army?" Jin Ye asked in a low voice.

The old vampire nodded, "That boy is loyal, but this girl has no problem with our young master. She's even a comrade, and she personally sent him off on his way."

"She's only seventeen, but her potential is limitless. When she reaches the age of our children, I'm afraid all the hunters in the world will call her the Great Hunter." After saying this, Jin Ye looked at Du Lin who followed him down and bowed, "Good morning, young master."

"I think you should stop calling me Young Master. It always feels weird." Young Master Du Lin sighed with a smile in the corridor.

"But calling him Master Durin... wouldn't that be even weirder?" the old vampire said with a smile.

Master Du Lin thought for a moment and sighed, "Just call me Master. At least you won't call me old. By the way, have you eaten yet?"

"Yes, today's buffet is very good. The duck blood soup you taught them to make is so delicious. The kids like it very much." Mr. Uryula's flattery is always so subtle.

"There's nothing shameful about eating blood. What's shameful is being unable to control your desires. I believe you will overcome the curse." Master Du Lin said this, glancing at the back of his little rabbit as it walked down the stairs. He lowered his voice and said, "I heard that Melinda killed his fellow traveler with her own hands that night."

"Yes, a registered hunter. He was willing to die on the road of no return in order to repay a favor. My children, grateful for his loyalty, let him in. Unfortunately, the little girl he wanted to save was already gone; he ultimately died at her hands." At this point, Urjula sighed, "For Madam Melinda, such a massacre must have been difficult."

"Yes, I cried out loud in my dreams many times, but what can I do? Life, from the moment it takes a breath, is a plunder of this world, and the suffering of all living beings is due to disobeying the precepts and indulging in lust..." At this point, Du Lin sighed, "The story of the Three Saints tells us that this is all true. But the Bozzo family pooh-poohed it, saying it was all bullshit. Then they broke the precepts and violated the rules. If it weren't for me, all this might have been just a moment of suffering, and the two children's deaths would have been in vain... Maybe no one would even care about the old man's confession."

"I've speculated countless times about why fate brought me to this world. It wasn't until today that I finally understood that the goddess of fate came to me to enforce the justice in my heart. Perhaps my justice may seem crazy and disorderly to some, but I don't think I've done anything wrong. After all, I can't sit with those hypocritical bastards."

Dulin stretched out his hand and accepted the ceremony from several members of small families who came over - they held Dulin's hand and touched the back of Dulin's hand with their foreheads.

Then, Du Lin walked aside, smiled and stroked the little guy's head.

Those two siblings are his older brother and sister.

Today, his family still sends this child to training camp. "On the black holy tablet of the Trinity, your brother and sister's names will be. As long as I live, they will never truly die."

After saying that, Du Lin reached out, brushed away the hair on the child's forehead, and looked into his purple eyes.

Not only them, almost all the families that had held back sent their last offspring here today.

Regardless of size, regardless of status.

Because they also understood that in the Three Saints Association, Du Lin was the absolute backbone.

What had happened to the Pozzo family? Their arrogance and domineering behavior, their past and future, had been completely eradicated overnight. Exterminating them was the greatest mercy the leader of the Three Saints could bestow upon the Pozzo family—if it were the Crimson Society, severing their limbs and selling them to human traffickers would have been a punishment worse than death.

Death is kind enough on this earth.

"It's time to start the day's work, everyone. Don't disappoint the Three Saints Society and the many sages." After saying that, Du Lin turned and walked towards the first floor.

The clan leaders bowed their heads and watched their leader leave.

"Tell me, did the goddess of fate give our young master a chance to realize his dream, or did she give us a chance to return to the Three Saints and escape from suffering?" The elf said as he reached out and pulled out a withered scale from his collar.

"Is it important? I only know that since following the young master, our Dracula family's blood thirst has become easier to suppress. Now, a bowl of duck blood soup can even keep the little ones full for several days. This was a good thing that we couldn't even imagine before."

At this time, the old woman of the Idar family came up to the fourth floor. In the rest area, she was followed by a boy who looked very handsome and had sheep horns much bigger than his grandmother's.

"Today, you finally brought this child out to show us old folks."

"Yes, we used to keep him at home, fearing he'd get bumped. Now that we have two more boys, it's only natural that the eldest should be allowed to see the world." The old woman smiled and said, "After that night, I've come to understand a lot. The Idar family is today thanks to the Three Saints and the young master. Even if our boy is killed in battle, Young Master Dulin will avenge him. There's nothing to be afraid of. A child who doesn't shed blood has no future in this land."

"That's right." Jin Ye nodded repeatedly.

As they were saying this, everyone saw the newsboy who had signed a contract with the Everburning Nest coming up with a huge stack of newspapers.

He put the newspaper on the coffee table and said goodbye to Uryula.

Uryula stopped him and gave him a small tip: "Tell us which blind newspapers criticized our young master today."

"Quite a lot, but there are also many newspapers that say good things about Master Durin. There are even people arguing and fighting on the streets below the Everburning Nest over this."

The old woman from Idar's family smiled and handed over a silver coin: "And you, child."

"Of course the young master is right. How could someone who kills bad guys be wrong? Secretary Sora said that he would strictly identify the members of the Venice team and hunt down and execute all the bad guys who sneaked into the team!" The child patted his chest and said, "When I reach school age, I will also go to the study class run by Young Master Du Lin to learn knowledge. Then I will go to Northernism and work with the secretary to hunt down those damn bad guys!"

(End of this chapter)