Durin's Diary

Chapter 465 Visitors from Chang Tang
"Are you okay, young man?" Mr. Yan walked over.

Du Lin, who was sitting on the chair, shook his head: "Mr. Qingcheng, I'm fine."

"I see that you are in trouble. The child just now didn't beg for mercy, but just asked the believer... It must be an uncomfortable scene." After saying that, the old man patted Du Lin on the shoulder.

Du Lin sighed.

Just now, when Du Lin was about to execute the child, he did not beg for mercy like his sisters and relatives, but just looked at his father and asked a question.

Father, if you don’t love my sister and me, then why did you give birth to us?

What the child said formed the most terrifying contrast with his father's crazy appearance.

"Without the blood and fire of this world, who would understand the value of peace? Chaos believers, dictators, and lunatics won't understand this. Only people like you and me, willing to fight for mortals, understand how precious peace is." Mr. Yan gently stroked Du Lin's back again. "We are the only ones who understand that for this unattainable dream, no matter how much we sacrifice, we cannot make peace with evildoers."

"The bad guys in this world are like the windblown grass outside Yumen Pass. They can never be completely cut off or killed. Du Lin... remember the question of that child. We have to do this for more children to live." The old man came to Du Lin and comforted him.

Du Lin shook his head. "I simply feel sad for that child and his sister. They have a father, but they don't receive any love, and their lives are even worse than mine."

Durin II was a lonely and helpless person in his first life, but fortunately he was guided by mentors and sages and understood the principles of life. He never regretted it even though he lived in a pool of blood. Although he also had regrets in his second life, he witnessed a man sacrifice himself for his beliefs and witnessed his death, and understood his ambition to sacrifice his small family for the sake of everyone.

Du Lin felt sorry for those children, for the old man and his wife, and for his family.

But Chaos Believers have even transformed into flesh, blood and limbs. This is not something that happened overnight. Anyone who has long-term contact with Chaos Believers must be killed, because the seeds of chaos have been sown and may break out of the ground one day.

They may not have any problems now, but any day in the future, they will become carriers of chaos. If they are not controlled, these false evil gods who have cut off contact with the warp may one day rekindle the warp's connection with this land.

This land really cannot withstand such suffering, so all must be wiped out.

The best Chaos Cultist is a dead Chaos Cultist.

Someone has to take responsibility for this crime of massacre. Now there are the elders, but they will also grow old, so... why can't it be me today?

Killing is to protect life, killing karma is not killing people.

Thinking of this, Dulin stood up and walked up to the Duke of Marseille who ruled a region.

The old man was completely devoid of the arrogance and domineering attitude rumored... Indeed, there were several bishops, a half-circle legend, and over a dozen dragonborn here. With this lineup, let alone sending the Berlant family to their grave, even if they were to kill them, he could only smile and say, "There's no need to trouble so many Excellencies and Lords."

"None of us wanted things to come to this point. We originally thought it was just a case of killing a family of human traffickers, but we didn't expect it to involve such a big issue." Du Lin took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands.

"It's okay, Lord Durin, I want to thank you for helping me figure this out. After I go back, I will immediately launch a purge and detection. All the noble families in the entire territory will be detected to prevent any Chaos believers from escaping punishment." The old man answered Durin's sigh seriously.

"Okay, I believe you." Du Lin stretched out his hand.

If Northernism and this person had a personal grudge, then the feud between him and the Chaos Followers was completely irreconcilable - because Northernism only killed his two daughters who married out, while the Chaos Followers were thinking about how to kill his entire family.

"Please believe in a life's hatred of chaos. The only gift I can think of for these demons is death." The old duke shook hands with Durin.

He lied.

Eleven and Daju sentenced the Duke to death. Du Lin didn't care and just smiled.

If one person occupies the role of savior, it will make others feel unfulfilled. Collect intelligence and let the Clegane family deal with this trouble.

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Watching the child, Du Lin, begin to greet the bishops, Yan Zhenqing sighed, "He has never forgotten his past, nor the responsibilities and obligations of a legend... Most of us would have lived for decades before facing such a burden, but he, at only seventeen, remained unbowed."

"He felt pity for the innocent children and those who didn't deserve to die, but he also understood that if they were not executed, these people contaminated by chaos would one day become brand new coordinates, spreading the coordinates of this world towards the terrifying unknown, and more people would die." The old man looked at the child in front of him, he felt emotional, and more of his love for this descendant.

If Mo Jia was such a good boy, he wouldn't have to run around for the Mo family all day long.

Of the four children of this generation, the eldest was too upright in the Privy Council, the second was obsessed with nature all day long, the third was killed in battle early, and the remaining fourth was tinkering with his mechanical arts all day long.

None of the Mo family's followers over the years are easy to deal with or worry-free.

Thinking of this, the old man looked at the old child sitting there.

Ish Ash.

People in Changtang always say that the happiness in this life is the result of good deeds in the previous life.

How is it possible? In one’s lifetime, some people pass by in a hurry, some walk slowly... But it is all just a journey, starting from that cry and ending with that sigh, this life ends just like that.

But looking at this old child, I still want to ask you, how many lifetimes have you cultivated to have such a lover, and how can you take over such a good child from that young man whose heart is as hard as stone and whose loyalty is worth ten thousand gold.

Most people in the Everburning Nest knew the story of Durin's father. As soon as they told it, I understood why this man died.

He risked his life to catch the biggest fish he could ever catch in his life.

He avenged the fall of Northernism for his ancestors, who were once traitors, and his descendants have become wanderers.

Even just a gentle push can solve it.

The Northern Kingdom is no longer trying to stop the demon cubs in the north, so the remaining children and a few assassins were sent away.

The dark art of war and the young master offering his head are nothing more than this.

This descendant of his had great ambitions and found a loving partner.

I have a good daughter and I fell in love with a good man.

In the end, a deal was made between good men, and a wonderful man like Du Lin came into being.

What a pity, why doesn’t he want to go home and visit?

Even though this home is a little far away.

(End of this chapter)