Durin's Diary

Chapter 499 Days Pass by

When the information from Sidney was placed on Secretary Sora's desk, the old man looked at the contents of the information, supported his chin, and finally placed the information in front of his old friend.

Secretary Ace glanced at the information above. "Grassland Elf Warlocks don't count as part-timers. This means that Dulin's first class is actually the Invisible One, and his second class is a transcendent class with sword master-level strength. It should have been passed down from Chang Tang, and it's very likely passed down to Dulin by his relatives. I remember correctly, Poole and Yelena both said that their mother is now in the Everburning Nest, and their sister has activated the Candle Dragon bloodline, and has an ancestor from their grandmother's lineage. It's very likely that he passed on this class or path to Dulin."

"That shouldn't be the right path. I've met many Chang Tang people, and they're all professionals. Zhu Long might even have their own unique profession." Sora said this, tapping his fingers lightly on the table. "Just follow our plan. Poole, the child, will follow us. I know my body well. But you, Ace, should teach the child more."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ace frowned.

"My teeth have been loosening lately. One must learn to accept aging." Sora patted his knee. "Durin is right. Winning is a simple thing, but avoiding the same mistakes is a difficult problem."

He sighed, looking at the intelligence on the table. "My generation witnessed the sacrifices of our ancestors, experienced the suffering firsthand, and saw the mountains of blood and gore... Durin and Poole's generation is just like ours, but what about those children who come after them? Will they, like those before them, betray the beliefs we protected with our lives?"

At this point, Sora sighed. "Durin, this kid, is obviously young, but he sees things further than any of us. We could all see the disappointment in his eyes about what happened in Venice, but he said it calmly, as if saying it was nothing special. In his eyes, all that corruption and depravity seemed nothing special."

Having said that, Sora looked at the photos in the book. The young people in his photos, some sitting and some standing, were smiling happily.

"Don't worry, we'll take care of it," Ace said.

"How is this possible?" Sora looked at his old friend. "Our time will eventually pass."

After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the balcony with a sigh.

Looking at his back, Ace remained silent until the cigarette butt burned out. He finally put it out in the ashtray.

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Reed had never felt so welcome.

Well, it’s not that she is popular, but her identity is really too popular - after all, no matter who invites her, they will say this.

It would be even better if Lord Durin and Lady Lann could come together.

And every time this happened, Du Lin would take Lan En with him and go with her.

This made Reed feel very uncomfortable. After all, she was the little fox in the Chang Tang proverb who borrowed the power of the tiger to bully others.

But Du Lin always told Lid that as her husband, he had an obligation to do so.

Although Reid was embarrassed, she was still happy to be able to work with a 'kindred spirit' like Lann.

That’s right, Miss Lann, like Astrid, is a being with awakened psychic powers.

When I was alone before, I always felt like a monster.

But now that she has a kindred spirit, Reid is still very happy.

At least if she and Lann used their psychic powers together, they would surely be able to make all those idiots jump into the lake together. No one would be able to escape.

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Reed and Lan are always the focus of the party, but Du Lin is different. Sometimes he is a pianist, sometimes he is a master craftsman, and sometimes he is a card dealer in the salon.

Romil is here today. This guy represents the royal family of Clegane and is very good at dancing in the salon of young people.

"Everyone says that you are a sword master now. Is that true?" The boy sat down next to Du Lin and asked Du Lin casually.

Du Lin smiled and said, "What do you think?"

At the same time, he did not stop playing and helped several young people sitting at the bridge table to shuffle the cards - there was no other way, playing cards with the lucky Mr. Dulin was almost like suicide, but being able to let Mr. Dulin shuffle the cards made everyone very happy.

The host of today's salon is Reed's younger sister, and her boyfriend is the great-grandson of the Duke of Constance. This guy calls Du Lin "Brother" all the time, and Du Lin is really embarrassed to hit him.

"I don't think it's true. You'll only be eighteen next year. There have been eighteen-year-old legends in history, but if you weren't standing in front of me and my mother Gala really couldn't beat you, I wouldn't believe it."

"Romil, I just like your mouth." The oldest of the four young men playing cards was Mrs. Gala's nephew from her mother's family. He was 29 years old and served in the army.

"Of course. Mother Gala is the best fighter in the family. But speaking of which, Du Lin, tell me the truth. Is this the extraordinary path or an old profession?"

"It's considered an old profession. It's not exclusive to Zhulong, but it requires corresponding attributes, otherwise it's useless to learn it."

"That's how it should be. If everyone could learn it, it wouldn't be a profound skill. Just like a master craftsman, if everyone could become a master craftsman, then that master craftsman wouldn't be a true master craftsman." Another player said, "But Lord Durin, you're truly amazing. That sword strike the other day truly shocked the entire city."

Du Lin's ears were almost callused from hearing such words, but he could only smile and shake his head.

"You are too modest, my old friend. When you swung that sword, the instruments of six of the eleven observation posts in Paris that could see it said that the sword surpassed the legendary power." As Romil said this, he took two glasses of wine, kept one for himself, and placed the other in front of Dulin.

This guy spread his hands proudly and said, "Come on, Du Lin, have some Sidney fruit wine. This is Sidney's fruit wine, the best fruit wine in the entire Western Continent."

"Stop bragging, brother. The fruit wine from the Eastern Elves is the best in the Western Continent." The red-haired card player said with a smile as he sorted out the cards in his hand. "Romil, you're still half a grassland elf. It's really shameful. Lord Durin, please give me some face. You're really breathing."

"There are different kinds of wine, just like there are differences among people." After dealing the cards, Du Lin picked up the wine and squinted at it.

A glass of clear fruit wine.

You see, this is a glass of clean wine. All the salon hosts in Sidney know that you don't like smiling mushroom powder. They will never add anything bad to your wine at the risk of losing their heads.

Great.

(End of this chapter)