Durin's Diary

Chapter 538 Daily News
Du Lin was soaking in the newly dug bathtub at home, with Eleven and Daju in his hands.

I warn you, we are AI with self-respect, not the walnuts that Old Man Yan has been polishing for twenty years.

Daju's voice and expression were both stern.

I haven't slept all night, so I need some cultural relics to keep me in good spirits.

Du Lin yawned as he spoke.

·That's awesome! The grassland elves don't have good physical fitness, but after turning into a candle dragon, the shortest part of the wooden barrel has been made up. Wait a minute, the newspaper delivery guy seems to be at your door.

"No, we moved, so there won't be any newspapers delivered recently." Hearing that there were new newspapers to read, Du Lin got out of the bathtub, cleaned the water stains with magic, changed his clothes and went to the door.

Only then did I realize that several newspapers were tied together, and there was a ring as a reminder.

Remind of something.

Du Lin entered the hall with the newspaper.

The wizard's hand added a few pieces of old firewood to the fireplace, and Du Lin sat on the sofa. He opened the Paris Daily and saw the front page headline again.

The eldest son of the Duke of Constance fell into the Seine while drunk and unfortunately drowned last night.

Du Lin couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Damn, that old man is so cruel. This is his own son.

Daju cursed.

What biological son? He is just an enemy who came back to collect debts.

Eleven felt that his companions were biased.

So they looked at Du Lin, wanting to see what Du Lin thought.

How else can I look at it? If those two children were really his, he was very lucky to be drowned so cleanly. I don’t even dare to imagine how much good flesh he would have left on his body when he died if the Clegans had found him themselves.

To put it simply, this matter was a conspiracy between an adulterer and an adulteress to deceive the Cleggen family.

To put it in a broader sense, some nobles with ulterior motives wanted to take this opportunity to change the status quo of this piece of land. Their intentions were sinister and they were totally unkind.

To put it simply, the Duke of Constance would not be able to keep his title, his fiefdom would be taken away, and his eldest son would undoubtedly die.

To put it in a bigger picture, Constance's entire family must die - because the Church of the Original Creator will definitely intervene, and the Clegane family is his designated protector of the country. Since you, a little duke, can come up with such a vicious plan, you must have accomplices.

By then, all the nobles would be eager to hunt down everyone in the Constance family in order to get rid of the suspicion on them.

What? Innocent?

Friends who don't exist, all families related to Constance will be destroyed, and their in-laws will even kill their daughters with their own hands, or kill the daughter who married into Constance's family and her descendants.

This is the best way to survive by cutting off your tail.

Is it sad? It is indeed sad, but for the continuation of the family, we have to do this, otherwise more people will die.

After saying this, Du Lin looked at the fire.

The fire was burning, but the temperature in the room was still a little chilly.

Several other newspapers published the same news, stating that the incident was a drunken accident, that the Constance family had suffered a sudden change, that they understood the Clegane family's regret, and that they no longer demanded an investigation into the two princes' deaths. This was a sign of surrender.

It was written not only for Clegane, but also for the Church of the Original Creator and his political allies.

This old fox only wants a glimmer of hope.

Du Lin put the newspaper away, pulled up his trouser waist, and tightened his belt one notch - let's go and make something delicious for the girls.

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The old man sat down next to his old friend, Yan Zhenqing, and said, "Qingchen, what on earth is the story behind the drowned man in today's newspaper?"

"What else could it be? History books say that our crown prince could be drowned in the pond in the imperial garden. So why can't he, a duke's eldest son, be drowned?" Yan Zhenqing answered without raising his head while eating shellfish on the iron plate with chopsticks.

"That's right. Once this man dies, a lot of debts can be eliminated. That old man is really cruel. He has the backbone of our prince." Taking the bowl and chopsticks handed to him by Yan Zhenqing, the old man picked up a piece of shellfish, smeared it with sauce, and put it into his mouth: "Qingchen, tell me what you think."

Yan Zhenqing, who was serving the old man some wine, had a serious expression on his face. "If his son doesn't die, his whole family will die too. And given the current situation, if their king wants to kill them all, I'm afraid Wu Fuzi would agree. After all, this matter has been kept secret for so long. If it weren't for this exposure, I'm afraid it would have been kept secret forever. If their child really takes the throne, it would be a true case of substituting a dead body for a dead one. If this happened in Chang Tang, I can't even imagine what kind of crime it would have committed."

"Swapping a cat for the crown prince is the most taboo thing in the world for royal families. If it happened in Chang Tang, the princes and military governors from all over the country would send troops to defend the emperor, and countless lives would be lost. We, Zhulong, will definitely wipe out that family." The old man sighed and said, "But some people are not afraid of death and actually did it. I don't know how they made the children's hair color match, but Du Lin has activated the children's bloodline. This is what it means to turn a blessing into a curse."

"What a blessing in disguise." Yan Zhenqing said this, and put away the chopsticks he had been using to pick up the shellfish. He turned his head and looked at the old man: "How capable is this child Du Lin?"

"You mean..." The old man frowned.

"Don't let the recent fleet leave. Gather 30,000 marines. If someone really wants to kill Durin, you and I, two old brothers, will join forces, plus the elven leaders and those eleven little guys who are protecting him. We should have no problem killing them." Yan Zhenqing had a stern expression.

"Okay, Qingchen, I like what you said, but you can let the Lin's fleet go back and let them gather more old brothers. Today's incident was reported in the newspaper, and those with smart minds should have understood it. If Du Lin saw it, he should also understand that now is the most dangerous time for him. If we gather more than ten legendary players, we may be able to kill him in one fell swoop." When the old man said this, he suddenly turned his head to look outside the door.

A big tiger came over with a half-blood grassland elf.

"I know him. He was the one who came with the two children that day. His name is Romil, and he's from the Clegane family."

"I also know that Tiger. He is Du Lin's father-in-law, and that Yara is his daughter."

They can get along together.

The two little old men watched them coming over.

"My lords, I have brought the messenger here," said the tiger, and he left.

The young man who stayed behind looked tired. He took out a letter and said, "I have news for my uncle."

Yan Zhenqing waved his hand, and a sound-isolating force field enveloped both parties.

"Lord Durin has inadvertently helped clarify the Clegane family's bloodline this time. This is a meritorious service, not a fault. The Clegane family swears in the name of the Original Creator that they will never repay kindness with enmity. I hope you two gentlemen will understand."

"Okay, we got it. You can go now." The old man nodded and said, "Be careful on your way."

"Thank you for your understanding, sir."

As the young man left, the old man breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that we have fewer enemies now."

"It's okay, just be prepared first. Only by being prepared can you avoid any trouble." Yan Zhenqing added with a smile.

(End of this chapter)