Durin's Diary

Chapter 410 Memories
The workshop in Dulin had a long queue on the first day of November.

Some nobles and wealthy people even came to queue up at night - they used to ask servants to queue up, but after being scolded by Du Lin, the nobles and wealthy people who came now simply asked their younger generations to come.

An eighty-year-old man certainly can't hold on by himself, but young people who want to get good equipment have plenty of energy.

Of course, demon hunters still have special channels.

Kakato and his friend stood not far away. When a ray of white appeared on the horizon, the door of the workshop was pushed open on the right side by the young half-blood giant.

"Master Du Lin is changing his clothes. Teams that want to order custom equipment please wait a moment. Teams that want mass-produced weapons may come in."

The two teams were in good order.

Young people with limited funds and less famous demon hunters are also willing to come to the workshop, because the mass-produced weapons here are mostly made by several masters and skilled craftsmen, and it is said that Durin selflessly gave a lot of drawings of new bows and crossbows. Now the craftsmen in the workshop can make weapons called pulley bows and pulley crossbows.

Kakato has tried it and is very good at beating all the ordinary soldiers on the market.

If it weren't for the existence of firearms in this era, such weapons would have to be regulated.

But it's a good thing. The survival rate of witchers on missions in recent months is much higher than before. The more witchers who can survive and become veterans, the less need for the army to appear in the internal security and minor conflicts in the Eastern Territory, the Great Woodland and the Great Wasteland.

Recently, even some low-level demon hunters dare to fight against banshees.

Although there are still serious injuries from time to time, it is much better than before when newcomers were terrified at the mere mention of banshees.

At this time, a rabbit came over and opened the other half of the door.

"Good morning, Madam Melinda." A young hunter who knew her immediately greeted her.

Melinda, Kakato had heard of this girl. She met Durin in Copenhagen. She was a member of the Connolly family. At first, she was just Durin's collection, but after she obtained Durin's equipment, she worked hard and became a great hunter before she was eighteen years old. In another ten years, she might become a great hunter lord and achieve a legendary status.

"Kakato, do you find it strange that there are people who seem to be related to Durin, whether it is his girl or these workshop craftsmen." His friend beside him said softly.

"It's been almost half a year now, and everyone who's been watching Durin knows about it, but they've all been playing dumb, pretending not to know." Kakato was silent for a moment, then sighed as he watched the child named Durin begin crafting equipment. "In fact, even I would have turned a blind eye if the Bozo family hadn't been annihilated. But this family has done a lot for our Eastern Elf Territory. If no one in the Circle speaks up for them, how will others view us?"

"So, you guys just joined together to do this?" His friend looked at him.

"Yes, after Juneau's death, I suddenly understood the value of prophecy. From what we know about the child from the Elsh family, he was the kind of child who wanted to let everyone live. It's just that Juneau crossed the line, and the Bozzo family broke the rules...so they all died."

At this point, he looked at his friend and said, "Besides me, you, and the Great Elder, you are the fourth person to know. My old friend, please don't let me down, and don't let two elders of the Circle of Truth die in one year."

"I'm not a fool," his friend sighed. "But then, what about that kid Durin's prediction? If he's right, then where did his prediction come from?"

"This is also what I don't understand. The astrologers' predictions will definitely come true one day. Durin will definitely become the end of all things. But what does the end of all things mean? Where does the end come from, and where does it go? No one knows this. Or maybe the astrologers actually know, but they can't afford the price of telling the truth."

The two elders fell silent. Finally, Kakato watched Durin complete a weapon, then looked at his friend as if a thought had occurred to him. "Is it possible that the end of all things in Durin's prophecy is simply because he's created so many weapons, so many cutting-edge ones, that one day in the future, hundreds of thousands of innocent people will be killed without Durin's knowledge or awareness of them?"

"Yes, all of this clearly has nothing to do with the kind-hearted Durin, but since he invented the new weapon, does that mean he's also involved in the cause and effect?" Having said this, Kakato sighed and turned to leave the scene. "Let's go, old friend, let's stop imagining this."

"You are very consistent in your words and deeds."

"Of course. If this child, Durin, really becomes like him, that will be the fate of us grassland elves."

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Melinda was sitting on a chair not far away. As the sister with the most free time at the moment, she stood up bravely and said she would protect Du Lin.

Then Melinda discovered that her Doolin didn't need protection at all.

On the contrary, his enemies are the ones who need protection because they always die quickly.

Here, Mr. Du Lin has completed another set of equipment.

Melinda saw all of this. In her opinion, Durin's work speed was really too fast. He could complete a whole set of equipment in an average of ten minutes. Each piece of equipment had Durin's seal. In Melinda's opinion, this was a qualification that only a master craftsman had. Ordinary craftsmen would never dare to put their personal seal on the equipment.

But every time the seals were stamped on the equipment made by Du Lin, the guests looked very happy.

Hunters would appear in the team from time to time, and they all wanted a good gun.

Whenever this happened, Du Lin would tell them that according to the convention, it was impossible to sell them several types of semi-automatic rifles currently available. However, Du Lin also had a solution - he had made a new type of semi-automatic rifle on site today. Although it could only use small ammunition and a ten-round magazine, it received rave reviews after the test firing.

It can shoot anywhere you point at it at a distance of 200 meters, and it has ten bullets. Both demon hunters and hunters want to buy it.

The nobles really wanted to buy it, but Du Lin asked them which family of nobles they were from, and then he would give them the models of guns owned by their military according to the region.

It’s more expensive, but also better.

It's really easy to make money from noble lords.

For some reason, Melinda suddenly thought of what Du Lin had said to him.

You are obviously a noble yourself, Mr. Dühring.

Melinda looked at Du Lin in front of her with a smile.

She suddenly wanted to thank the old lady of the Sario family. It was because of her that she had the chance to meet Mr. Dulin.

(End of this chapter)