Durin's Diary

Chapter 416 Realization
The four greatest evil gods are also called alien gods.

After all, the real Four Hawkers were unable to truly descend because the door to the subspace was blocked. The so-called 'Four Hawkers' who remained in this world were fundamentally just four local guys.

In addition to these four, areas like the northern region, the gray area east of the Great Woods, and the mountain range south of Sidney near Spain are all places where various small alien gods and their organizations live.

Even in the top five sales locations of the child trafficking organizations that were previously tracked, these three regions were all on the list, dominating the first to fourth places.

Why do you think these three places dominate four places?

It's not the Free Territory of Andorra south of Sidney.

The area to the south is all mountainous, the east is inhabited by the Blood War God, and the local fortress's biggest hobby is to "pick up" children and train them as warriors. To the west, all are inhabited by the Lord of Secrets, and various small groups "pick up" children and train them as assassins and killers.

One side is the warriors, the other side is the assassins and killers, so the two sides fight each other every year.

There was a family from the Triarchs of Durin that had once roamed the West Side. They said they only stayed there for a few years before moving to Andorra City to become Holy Hunters. There was no other way; the small group of assassins and killers were entirely Chaos Evil. Not only did they fight the God of War's men to death, they also enjoyed killing each other.

After becoming a Holy Hunter, that guy raised his knife and killed his former colleagues. He felt so happy killing them without any psychological burden.

The Sidney Alliance had considered killing them all, but sending a large army through the mountains, braving traps and assassins, was a disastrous idea. From the Sidney's perspective, it would be perfectly fine if these alien god believers could just kill themselves.

However, the recent crackdown on human trafficking gangs in places such as Durin and Farol has been very effective, and it has not been as easy for them to recruit personnel for a long time.

"That's strange, why don't they kidnap local children?" Elaine was still a little curious.

"The local children have the same accent. If they have some memories and escape back when they grow up, it will be easier to deal with the children brought back from outside who are helpless." Anta said, looking at Du Lin: "With so many alien gods, it seems extremely difficult for us to find the alien gods of the old era. We don't even know what some of them are."

"So let's wait until we have the ability to go to space before we think of a solution." Du Lin finally made the decision and ended the discussion.

This matter really cannot be rushed.

Even though Durin's stats are exploding now, he is still fighting against someone with divinity without divinity, so he is still a level higher than the previous one.

But the problem is that divinity cannot be ignited without willpower, and Durin does not want to be a slave to the priesthood - look at those gods, except for the original creator Anonymous and the God of Vengeance, they are basically slaves of the priesthood. They are imprisoned by the camp and the priesthood and cannot live as themselves.

However, the Twin Mother Goddesses seem to be an exception, perhaps because they are also gods of the old era?
Du Lin didn't understand, but the discussion last night shocked him greatly.

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The workshop entered its fourth day of work. There were a lot of guests today, including a few legends from the Mage Tower. As soon as they arrived, they discussed with Du Lin the warehouse he saw yesterday. After confirming their identities, Du Lin told them everything that happened yesterday in the presence of several elders.

It was said under the guise of a detective lie.

Du Lin was also tired. If anyone still didn't believe it, let the bishop of the original creator come out and beat him. But everyone was smart. Du Lin's words made sense. The ground under his feet had always been a circle, neither a fork nor a square.

After the Mage Tower people left, the elder came over and said, "That warehouse, we went there with the Mage Tower today. Many young people were depressed after seeing it. Don't you have any reaction, kid?"

"In the story background of my 2077, there are many more tragic things than this. There are artificial humans who can only live for four years, and humans who are transformed so that only their brains remain the original ones. There are also criminals in jars. My sympathy is limited." Du Lin replied calmly while making weapons.

Several elders laughed.

"By the way, kid, why do you always want to make so much money?" Before leaving, the elder also asked Du Lin this question.

"I have a dream. In reality, many children are trafficked, starving, and freezing... My dream is to give these children a collective home. While this home may have many shortcomings, they won't have to endure the pain of being trafficked, starving, or freezing." Du Lin looked at the elders. "I know this dream isn't easy to realize. There are so many children out there, and their suffering is so far away, I've never even heard of it. But why not give it a try? What if it succeeds? Even if it's only partial, it can help some children grow up, and then help more children... Ultimately, there will be no more suffering in this world. Isn't that a good thing?"

At this point, Durin smiled as he looked at the longsword in his hand. "It's the same with me helping the demon hunters. They're willing to help the poor on the outskirts of civilization, so I'll arm them and give them a greater chance of survival. That way, as they grow, they can better help everyone."

"Civilization is civilization because we hold swords in our hands, solely for the purpose of salvation." After saying this, Durin held the sword upside down with two fingers and handed it to its owner: "May you win every battle that belongs to you."

The witcher dropped to one knee and took the sword in both hands.

The expressions of several elders changed one after another. They no longer smiled, but like the chief elder, they bowed their heads and saluted Du Lin slightly.

Du Lin returned the gift with some confusion.

He personally saw the elders off.

When they got on the carriage, Durin watched the convoy leave, and then on the way back to his seat, more and more witchers bowed to Durin, they touched their chests, or knelt on one knee on the ground.

Du Lin looked at these demon hunters in confusion: "What's wrong?"

A noble who joined the team and paid tribute to Durin pointed to his feet and said, "Your lie detector is still working. Every punctuation mark and every word you just said is true. My family and I are truly honored to meet a saint like you. Lord Durin, if one day you decide to do so, please make me your knight. My family and I are willing to fight for your dream until death."

More and more young lower-ranking nobles knelt around Durin, drew their swords, bowed their heads and paid tribute to Durin.

"Well... then let me thank you all first." Du Lin said with a smile, and personally reached out to help these young people up one by one.

There are dreams, and there are companions who are willing to fight for their dreams.

There is suffering in this world, but there is also beauty.

“Let’s make it happen together.”

(End of this chapter)