Durin's Diary

Chapter 504 Night Talk (Part )

How to look.

This was a completely new subject, so new that Constance did not even dare to tell his old friend everything that was in his mind.

Because Constance was a noble, but her old friend was a commoner, they met in primary school, and their familiarity in childhood allowed them to transcend class boundaries.

But if Constance expresses his doubts and anxieties, will old friends still be old friends?

Constance didn't dare to think about it, let alone gamble.

Fortunately, the old friend quickly turned his attention to the music. He looked at the stage and said, "I'm beginning to firmly believe that our Duke Durin will be a future leader in the art world. His innovative abilities are beyond our wildest dreams, especially with that piece called Blood Type. And the new instrument. I heard he also has a Tang-style instrument called a pipa."

The pronunciation of Changtang made Constance a little curious. After all, Changtang was so far away from the Western Continent. It was so far away that it would take several months to travel back and forth by boat.

"Perhaps Du Lin will create more hybrid music between Chang Tang and Xilu in the future," Constance said with feeling. Putting aside his fear of Du Lin's future, Constance felt that this young man had endless possibilities. He could be an emperor, a protector of the country, a guardian of the faith, a first secretary, or even a guide in the art world. "Tell me, old friend, what can't this kid Du Lin do?"

"Give birth to a baby?" The old friend's answer made the two old guys stunned at the same time, and then they laughed at the same time.

"He will definitely have many outstanding descendants in the future. Your children and mine will have to go through countless battles to become their lovers." Constance sighed.

"Forget it for me. I don't have any talent in fighting, and my child is tall. I can't imagine that Du Lin will have tall descendants." The old friend sighed.

"I heard that he recently gained another wife from the Great Forest. Her name is Yara Sora, and she is the eldest daughter of Titus, the son of the patriarch of the Sora group of the Tygus species in the Great Forest." Although he is just a half-blood child and a child of atavism, to be honest, whose ancestors don't have some atavism descendants? Even Constance's half-sister is a beast species with dominant Pekora bloodline and an inverted triangle beast-like nose. Constance's mother had a difficult childbirth and died shortly after giving birth to him. She has been taking care of Constance since he was a child.

To Constance, she was not a monster, she was Constance's closest relative, so when she got married, Constance even thought of a hundred ways to kill her brother-in-law.

Finally, seeing the fake smile on his sister's face, the young lord gave up these foolish ideas.

"Yara Sola, I've heard that, to be honest, it's a good idea to let the strong leave behind enough blood. But I don't think my child can defeat a big man with the blood of the Candle Dragon. I think you, an old thing, are making things difficult for a skinny elf like me."

Constance smiled and waved her hand at the old friend's joke.

"Well, to be honest, I didn't expect my offspring to marry Yara Sola's offspring. She's clearly the seed of the Great Woodland, just like Alyssa Idal is the Holy Wife of the Triarchs, and Elaine Sario carries Robert Walter's mission; and Anta Ayer clearly represents the expectations of the Eastern Elf Territory and the Ring of Truth, and Lina Ansalon carries the hopes of the silver dragons; and Astrid shoulders the future of the royal family and the Duke of the North, and that girl from Changtang, in my opinion, obviously has other purposes..."

Constance sighed after saying this: "My old friend, every race is scrambling to place their bets, while the unlucky ones without chips, like you and me, can only watch the tragedy and joy unfold on this big screen."

"Yes, but I don't mind. But you, old friend, it must be hard to just watch the game, right?" Constance nodded with a wry smile at her old friend's laughter. "Yes, I used to think it was a good thing that I had four sons and two daughters, and they gave me thirteen grandsons and seven granddaughters. But now it seems that not having a single granddaughter is the most distressing fact for my family."

To be honest, this fact has become a nightmare for many people as Durin becomes more and more powerful - Duke Durin is still young, and it is normal for young people to have a restless heart. And it is normal for such a powerful young man to have a lover and a partner when he has unlimited energy.

But the problem is that he seems like a saint. Apart from his wives, he doesn't even have a close friend of the opposite sex.

People who knew the old Duke of Ish Ash couldn't understand it—there was just a Corleone brat in between, a jerk who, in his youth, couldn't control his lower body, but when it came to Poole and Durin, the brothers seemed like a pair of saints. Durin even got married and did his best for the nobles on this land who only had grandchildren to feed.

What about Kepul?

This little adult is still single.

You ask why Pool is so rare - you see, except for the second son Durin and the second daughter Natalia, there is also the eldest daughter Yelena who has awakened as a silver dragon. Among the four children of Saint Roy, only Pool is still a grassland elf.

Everyone knows that he is definitely not a pure-blooded grassland elf, so everyone is waiting for the day when his bloodline awakens.

This day may be very long, but at least there is one more thing to look forward to.

But, to use Sidney's current market terms, if Poole is the futures, then Dulin is the spot, and the best spot.

A triple legend, a duke, he lives like a saint in his private life and is so loyal to his lover that even the god of love would cry.

"Who do you think his first child will be?" Constance asked her old friend.

"No doubt it's Anta Iye. As Dulin's eldest wife, she has the highest status and position among those girls. I can tell you responsibly that if there is a dispute between any two girls and Dulin has to choose one of them, he will choose Anta without hesitation."

Constance also agreed with her old friend's judgment, and this was even the view in the aristocratic circle.

To others, Lublin is just a rural area in the eastern elf territory, but Dulin and Anta grew up together.

He and she understand each other and are familiar with each other.

The short country girl and the silly girl with pigtails were all plus points for Anta in Dulin's eyes.

Jealous of others, Durin would throw any idiot who wanted to replace Anta into the Storm Ocean to feed the fish.

Thinking of this, Constance sighed again.

If his and her offspring are still Zhulong.

Then everyone has to consider avoiding dragon bloodlines when getting married.

However, perhaps we can also consider the descendants of Lina. After all, as the people of Chang Tang said, wealth and honor are achieved through risk.

(End of this chapter)