Durin's Diary

Chapter 57 Born to be Guests

"Welcome to the Savoy style of the Idar family." Laful greeted and motioned for Miss Redil, who was not far away, to come over: "Come, Helen, my little cutie, take our guest to try on clothes."

The blonde girl smiled and nodded.

It seemed that her granddaughter had a good harvest today as she brought Mr. Durin to the store. Even if Lafull only looked at the magic medium and dagger hanging around her granddaughter's waist, she could feel that her granddaughter was very happy. They must be excellent works, as Alyssa would hang them so conspicuously.

“Grandma, this is Mr. Du Lin.” Alyssa’s awkward reminder came from behind her.

"I know, kid, try on men's clothing for the young gentleman, don't make a mistake." After Laful gave the clerk his instructions, he looked at Du Lin with a smile and said, "Mr. Du Lin, welcome to our store. We will pay for your purchase today."

Watching the somewhat bewildered prairie elf boy being surrounded by girls, Laful motioned her granddaughter to follow her into the space behind the store: "How is it?"

She was very anxious because besides her, the patriarch and elders of the family all wanted to know the answer.

Because news came from the fifteen master craftsmen of the Supreme Round Table that Durin's master craftsman came from a legitimate background, and his talent even had the potential to take him to the next level - above the master craftsman was the divine craftsman, a legend among legends that the Craftsmen's Guild might not witness in fifty years.

"How strong is Du Lin?"

"I swore to keep my mouth shut for Mr. Du Lin." Alyssa replied with her head down.

Raph took a deep breath.

Ever since she heard that Duke Elsh's grandson Durin came to the Northern Kingdom to learn how to make movies, the Idar family has been planning to approach this young man.

Originally, the family was planning to let younger children contact Durin, but unexpectedly, Alyssa was lucky enough to win the opportunity to make free equipment once a week.

I heard that Du Lin is now a great craftsman.

I heard that many hunter families in the north are proud to own a gun made and given by Durin himself.

It is said that the weapons made by this child are the best works based on the physical data of each owner.

So the Idar family made a big bet - in addition to the extremely difficult-to-find ancient relics, there was also a mithril ingot.

Mithril is extremely rare. Even a wealthy family like the Idar family cannot afford to take out two or even more pieces at once.

So, this is a test and also an investment.

And now her granddaughter told her that she must keep her mouth shut for Mr. Du Lin.

What this meant was self-evident. Thinking of this, Laful was a little bit unbelieving, but she took the weapon handed over by her granddaughter.

"Grandma, if you don't believe me, you can ask Lord Caspian, and try this weapon." Alyssa replied.

Laful swung his hand and slashed the shield on the wall with the dagger in his hand.

In Laful's eyes, the sturdy shield was cut in two by the dagger, like a heated knife cutting into butter.

It seemed that there was no need to ask the old dwarf Caspian. This move could only be done with a weapon that was extremely sharp - this was the heraldic shield customized for the family by the Lord of the Supreme Round Table. Ordinary sharp blades could not even scratch it.

A thirteen-year-old master craftsman, my God, if he wasn't from the Elsh family, he would definitely be snatched up like crazy.

Only an immortal like His Excellency Duke Ixu can have the confidence to protect his grandson.

Laful thought for a moment, then turned to her granddaughter. "The fewer people who know about Durin's talent, the better. I'll inform the clan leader. If she wants to appraise your weapon, I'll have her come and take a look. You must keep this secret and tell no one. If anyone demands to know, have them come to me or tell them. This secret should never be leaked from any member of the Idar family."

"I understand, Grandma. Then am I still responsible for contacting him?" Laful noticed her granddaughter's eagerness and smiled. "You're at the academy, you can handle it yourself. I only have one request: don't mess it up. It's not easy to let another child of the Idar family enter the art academy at this time. If such a thing happens, it will inevitably affect the family's perception in the eyes of Mr. Du Lin, and it will also inevitably affect your status in the family."

“I know, grandma.” Alyssa said, and patted her chest with a little pride: “Leave it to me.”

"Then I'll leave it to you." Although her granddaughter was not very reliable and sometimes did some stupid things, she had always had good luck.

According to the intelligence, Mr. Du Lin himself is very smart. He definitely won't like girls who play tricks, and he will not like families who are smart.

In front of a thirteen-year-old and extremely intelligent little master craftsman, mortals should not be naive enough to think that they can deceive him.

Because this would displease the young master craftsman and bring shame to the family.

Moreover, the art academy was seriously overcrowded with first-year students at that time, and it was extremely difficult to send a student in. When everyone knew that the only heir of the Elsh family in the Eastern Elf Territory would go to the Northern Royal Academy of Arts, any small move would be magnified in everyone's eyes.

But Alyssa is different. She is a third-year student and has natural advantages.

Thinking of this, Laful and Alyssa walked out, and then she saw the child Dulin wearing a long windbreaker.

A top hat and a long trench coat. You know what, even though he's a short prairie elf, he's a clothes hanger after all. Dressed like this, Mr. Durin looks unexpectedly cute.

It seems that Mr. Du Lin is very satisfied with this fitting process.

Alyssa walked over and the two started chatting.

Alyssa is fifteen years old. The reason why she was able to come into contact with Durin was not only because she was very lucky, but also because she was the only one in the family who had learned the Eastern Elvish language.

This is also an important reason why the patriarch and Laful finally chose to let Alyssa come.

As Laful was moving, he suddenly discovered that there seemed to be a short tail behind Mr. Du Lin.

It doesn't look like a silver dragon warlock.

And Alyssa said that Mr. Durin has the ability to control fire and can directly transform ingots into liquid.

Thinking of this, she waved her hand.

Helen came over immediately.

"What's with the tail? I didn't see it when I came in."

"Mr. Durin said that this tail seems to be the result of the dragonborn bloodline emerging after the warlock's rank was promoted. He has already changed him into specially made trousers. Speaking of which, ma'am, he looks like a dragon vein warlock, but his tail is very slender, with silver-white fur on the tip and back. I have never seen a dragon vein warlock like this before."

To be honest, Laful had never seen it before. She shook her head and said, "Remember, this is the Duke's child. If you don't want to die, don't gossip about it. Otherwise, if something really happens, I can't protect you. Remember."

Helen nodded vigorously, looking like she understood clearly.

After motioning her to leave, Laful thought hard for a while, but ultimately failed to find a character in the encyclopedia of dragonborn warlocks she had read that matched the appearance of Mr. Durin's tail.

Raful, it seems that our knowledge reserves are still very limited.

It seems that I need to ask the wise man who knows Dongfang Changtang best.

　I've been using AI to run characters lately, but it's never been satisfactory... It hurts, it hurts so much
　　
　
(End of this chapter)