Durin's Diary

Chapter 440 Someone is Chosen by Multiple Gods

Half an hour later, Romil collapsed in despair on the back of the chair and foamed at the mouth.

His two poker partners were not in much better condition. One was lying on the table with only muscle reflexes left, while the other had slipped under the table and his life or death was unknown.

Reed was calculating how much money Du Lin had just earned.

Du Lin opened the folding fan given by Mr. Zhao Tiancheng.

Not many, just the southern field, relatives, four times the service - old man Qing, four poles, four dark carvings and a single rider.

"I can guarantee the innocence of Mr. Du Lin. There is no trace of any magic on the entire table." The old wizard who had been standing behind Du Lin said this to the elders who came over.

"Yes, I can guarantee that Mr. Du Lin's card playing is just as the people of Chang Tang said, it is really like divine help." Another old man dressed as a druid sighed while sitting on the root of a tree knot.

"Four times the conscription is only a legend in our hometown. We are so lucky to be able to face the facts today." A big businessman from Changtang also sighed sincerely.

The elders looked at each other in bewilderment - everyone had some knowledge of the magic. No matter how powerful Durin was, as long as he used the magic, it would definitely leave traces, and it would be impossible to hide it under the noses of so many legends.

At this moment, Du Lin suddenly turned his head with everyone else, and saw a little girl sitting in the corner of the card room. She was barefoot, wearing a prairie elf's summer robe, holding a piece of cake in her hand and chewing it happily.

Du Lin narrowed his eyes for the first time in a long time.

Lady Luck
A lonely line of words.

· T. Plath.

Daju and Shiyi expressed the same emotion that belongs to the core of AI.

The girl noticed everyone's gaze and smiled, narrowing her eyes.

Du Lin is a good boy. I like the cakes he makes, I am very satisfied with what he does, and I appreciate the kindness he does. Both the Anonymous and the Two Mother Goddesses like him, so I often pay attention to him.

The whisper from the gods resounded in everyone's heart.

Then the little guy came to Du Lin, stretched out his hand, stood on tiptoe, and patted Du Lin's head which he had deliberately lowered.

I bless you, Durin, and we will see all the good deeds you do for the elves of the grassland.

Then she ate her cakes and disappeared into the crowd.

The elders all laughed, especially old Enrique, who pointed at Dulin and laughed heartily: "From tomorrow on, the whole continent will know you as Good Luck Dulin."

Du Lin was a little embarrassed.

"Okay, kid, it's not shameful to lose to Du Lin." Kakato walked to the table and pulled the boy out from under the table. "Come, go wash your face and pay the bill. Grandpa will pay for you today."

"No, we are just having fun." Du Lin refused with a smile - Du Lin really didn't care about this little money.

"No, that won't work. This is the reward given to you by the goddess of luck, you must accept this money." The old men all said so.

All right. Du Lin finally accepted the money.

Fortunately, the game they played before was not big, and the three unlucky guys only lost a total of more than a thousand gold coins.

But then there was nothing for Dulin. Now everyone knew that Dulin was the favorite of the goddess of luck - it was a great fortune to meet a person favored by multiple gods like Dulin. There was no need to sit at the same card table with Dulin, because there was no chance of winning at all, and suicide was not a way to play.

There was no choice but for Du Lin to accompany Reed, but after she was invited away by the girls who came to ask her to have a private talk, Du Lin could only stand in front of the buffet table and start thinking about what to eat tonight.

Finally, Du Lin came to the corner with a large pot of long Tang barbecue and started showing off the meat.

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"Do you still have any doubts now?" Looking at Dulin biting a piece of meat in the distance, Enrique looked at Kakato beside him.

The latter shook his head: "If I had known this was the case, no one would have died. I can only say that fate has allowed misunderstandings to pile up."

Then he sighed again: "Even the goddess of luck likes him. I don't know who else can find faults in a child like him."

"By the way, the new bomb is quite effective. Have you seen it when you were on duty?" Enrique asked.

"I've seen it. Two parallel bombs were dropped, and afterward, tens of thousands of alien corpses were counted. The aliens in the center of the explosion were nowhere to be found, and on the edge of the lethal zone, autopsies confirmed that all organs of the alien corpses were damaged."

"That's why I told you, don't take the prophecy about Durin too seriously. The reality of the end of all things is completely different from what you imagine." Enrique sighed at this point. "It's just that this kid is too smart. Old guys like us can't talk to him, and kids his age are too naive, so he doesn't like them."

"I've also gotten to know his daughters. Some of their children will definitely take their surnames, like Tanya from the Alkin family and Elaine from the Sario family. Both families only have one daughter, so one of their children will definitely be adopted as an heir. As for the other children, Anta grew up with him. Alyssa and Melinda have such large families that they don't need them. As for Astrid, she's even more of a heavyweight. Luckily, the Duke of the North has Durin's help, so their defenses are solid and there won't be any changes."

At this point, Kakato looked at Enrique and asked, "Whose child will your family keep an eye on?"

"Anta and his child are natural casters. No one else can make the first move. Among the children Alyssa is carrying, there should be one with the talent of the Invisible One. My family is a warrior family. Melinda and her child will be natural hunters. The best choice is Astrid, a psychic warrior. As long as there is one, my family will be able to better serve the Elven Territory."

Enrique analyzed this and looked at Kakato: "Where is your family?"

"Although Dulin and I have reconciled, I think our family should not have any extravagant ambitions." Kakato smiled. "But if we really had to choose, then a child of him and Melinda would be a good one. Our family has produced several sharpshooters in the last three generations, and Melinda is truly remarkable. She's a nineteen-year-old Grand Master Hunter, the first of her kind."

At this point, Kakato was still a little puzzled. "Compared to that, the child of Durin and Anta would definitely be the most sought-after. I wonder how many families of spellcasters can't get Anta right now. But if you think about it carefully, the offspring of Durin and Anta's union would definitely have even more terrifying talents and bloodlines than Anta."

"That depends on their own abilities." At this point, Enrique noticed Liz, who walked over.

"Everyone is waiting for you. The Great Elder has something to announce."

That must be something very important.

Enrique thinks so.

　Tomorrow is August 8th, as you all know...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)