Durin's Diary

Chapter 523 All Kinds of Things
After caressing the children in the queue, Du Lin glanced at the time on his pocket watch and found that it was already afternoon. It was already 4:17.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting." Du Lin looked at Lan En and Yara with a smile.

The two girls were reading. When they heard this, they looked up and said, "That's not the case."

"Let's go to the cafeteria and get something to eat." Du Lin just ate a few bites at noon and now he felt hungry.

At this time, the last child woke up as expected, and her mother Tigers was so happy that she almost cried - she was at the end of the line and thought it would not be her turn.

This kind of thing happened in the past when blessing was being done. It was getting late and some children would be canceled from the blessing ceremony.

I can only say that druids live quite freely.

But Du Lin is not such a person. Since he has lined up, he will definitely touch the child's forehead until it becomes sticky.

Does it need a bit of purple light, Mr. Du Lin?

Daju didn't even have the energy to complain.

Mr. Du Lin was doing good things. Even his mother, who came with hope but left disappointed, thanked him again and again.

Eleven sighed.

I just want to actually change the fate of these children. When I was young, my mentor brought me out of a desperate city. To a large extent, all of this is actually because I want to be someone like him who can lead children out of their predetermined future.

Du Lin answered them in his heart as he walked down the stairs. From time to time, people bowed to him.

Du Lin responded to their courtesy with a smile. Sometimes, the person who bowed his head would say that his child had awakened, and Du Lin would pat his shoulder even more happily.

When we got downstairs, it was much more lively, with soldiers everywhere.

A military policeman came over to invite Du Lin to the officers' mess. Du Lin smiled and shook his head: "No, I want to see how the soldiers eat."

The military policeman looked embarrassed. Du Lin sighed, tore off a small piece of scale from the back of his neck and handed it to the military policeman. "Tell the person who invited me that I appreciate his kindness, but I want to see if the soldiers can eat enough."

After saying that, Du Lin turned around and motioned the two girls to go to the officers' mess.

Yara shook her head: "I have eaten and lived with the soldiers before, so I don't mind."

Then she looked at Lann.

Like Du Lin, Miss Zhulong smiled and said, "I've suffered more than you can imagine. A little inconvenience in food won't bother me."

"Okay, they are all my good girls." Du Lin was happy, and then took the lead to walk towards the soldiers' canteen.

After listening to the conversation between Du Lin and the military police, when Du Lin came over, the soldiers stood up straight, spat out the snacks and cigarette butts in their mouths, and patted their chests loudly.

Many young soldiers even had tears in their eyes, and they chose to kneel on one knee by the roadside.

Du Lin nodded in return. Arriving at the cafeteria, Du Lin felt the joy he once had—the soldiers offered him a chance to cut in line, and soon he was standing before Nicholas the Kitten Chef.

"Master Du Lin, there is really nothing here. Look at these, even Tigers can only add a piece of meat scraps in the soup." Nicholas the kitten chef complained to Du Lin with an unhappy face.

"I know, but everyone in the supply department has worked very hard. There are so many mouths to feed, but only a few supplies are transported in every day. There are still orc remnants in the forest harassing the supply lines. We need to wait for some time until the hunters come and wipe out the orc remnants in the forest behind, and then let them hunt some prey and bring back more oil in everyone's soup." After saying that, Du Lin took a portion of food like the ordinary soldiers.

Du Lin looked at the side of the dining table and saw that there were people there. Finally, he found an empty bucket and put the plate on it.

The three of them started eating around the bucket.

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"It would be great if our forest master was half as good as Lord Durin." In the corner, a yellow-haired dog of the Gane breed sighed softly.

His comrade snorted coldly, "Look at you, you're so cautious even in your dreams. Look at those little Nicolais kittens. They're Lord Durin's dependents. I heard there's a group of Kuni children too. They were abandoned by their parents because the newborns couldn't survive. Now they're Lord Durin's subjects. Their lives are a thousand times better than ours."

"If I had known a few years earlier that there was a kind-hearted man like Lord Durin, I would have taken my brothers and sisters to Lublin." The Pekla kid in another seat said sadly.

His friend sipped his soup and said sarcastically, "A lazy bum like you, do you know how to farm? You're useless. Lord Durin won't care about you."

"You talk like you know how to grow it." His friend rolled his eyes at him.

He snorted twice and said, "I'm sorry, my family has been farmers for generations. It's all because of my father who became a gambler and lost all the land. In order to support my younger brothers and sisters, I had no choice but to join the army."

At the table of Tygus not far away, the red-haired young tiger sighed, "I thought Yara was crazy enough, but I didn't expect that Lord Durin is even crazier than her."

"I think Lord Durin is really kind. War Marshal Titus only comes here once a month, but Mr. Durin has been coming here for dinner every day these days. If it weren't for him, we wouldn't even have this little soup now. Damn it, that logistics manager Lin, just find a chance to kill his cub. There are so many weapons of the green orcs on the battlefield, just pick up one and stab his cub, and no one will know it was us who did it." The friend next to the young tiger man muttered.

"He's the owner of the forest that Rupert cultivated. I think his last name is Heydrich. Do you want me to ask him about it?"

"Heydrich, damn it, someone took action before us. His kid was on the corpse transporter yesterday. I carried him up there myself."

"Fuck, good death."

Farther away on the grass, the Rupert boys, sipping their soup, stared intently at Durin. Finally, one of them sighed, "Does Lord Durin's army need more men? We want our younger brother to go and join Lord Durin's army. It's definitely much better than having him as his older brother."

"I think so too. Yesterday you also listened to the stories told by those little Nicolas kittens raised by Lord Durin. They ate fresh salami, smoked wild boar meat with salt, and venison in Lublin. They had meat for one meal every day. Is this like being a soldier?" A little Rupert said with an unhappy grin.

"When I first heard about it, I thought they were going to enjoy themselves." His comrade had a bandage on his left hand.

"It's not your turn to enjoy the good life. I heard that to become Lord Durin's warrior, one must have a clean background. Bastards like you and me can't pass the lie detection test." The gray-haired Luper boy sighed.

So there was no more sound from them.

Until a voice broke the silence: "But in this kind of situation, someone has to stand up. Our death in battle today is retribution. He was greedy for money, so he should also be punished. If God doesn't give it to us, we have to take it upon ourselves."

(End of this chapter)