Durin's Diary

Chapter 59 The Long Night
Tony looked embarrassed, but since he was the one who brought up the topic, he could only introduce two types of banshees to Dulin.

First, the sun banshee. A banshee is naturally a female creature transformed after death. It is a ghost body, but the sun banshee is not afraid of sunlight. They are usually transformed from unmarried young women who died of violence.

This kind of banshee is rare in Lublin because there are too many priests, and the victims often undergo a holy cleansing several times more than they can bear before being transformed and then buried.

Not to mention the perpetrators, there is always a vacant "elegant seat" on the gallows at the intersections of villages and towns all year round.

In human countries, sun banshees are now extremely rare. Such tragedies are only likely to occur in rural areas and war-torn areas.

This is the tragedy that Brother Tony and his friends found in the northern woods - a small village that was looted by pirates. Although the pirates were eventually hanged at the dock, the poor people who died in the village could not be brought back to life.

The Phantom Banshees are the 'relatives' of the Day Banshees. They can only appear at night. Like the Day Banshees, they will attack any life that appears within their perception range.

Tony's elder brother was unlucky. The village they went to had not only one daylight banshee, but also three ghostly banshees. After nightfall, their group of five were attacked by the ghostly banshees. Fortunately, there were devout believers of the original creator in the team who knew how to form an anti-spiritual magic circle. That's how they survived after enduring a night in the magic circle.

But in this case, Brother Tony's promotion could not be completed, and after hearing about it, several large churches decided to send their promoted people to kill the Phantom Banshee. They also said that if Brother Tony Lewan could not find someone to deal with the Daylight Banshee, they would also accept it.

Durin understood it all at once - in the human world, the Dwarf God of Forge was not very powerful. Even though Tony's elder brother Levan Stark was a devout believer, distant water could not quench immediate thirst. Although several large human churches gave Levan time, time waits for no one. If Levan could not gather people in the next three to five days, his promotion mission would be over. It was not easy to find a Sun Banshee, and God knew how long he would have to wait for the next one.

Even if Du Lin has a heart of stone, he cannot curse others to death with good intentions. After all, many evil spirits were innocent and pitiful people in their previous lives.

Thinking of this, Du Lin had an idea - to deal with spirits, one does not need a professional match. In Du Lin's previous life, many times he only needed a professional match to slaughter these monsters and demons.

"I can try." Thinking of this, Du Lin took the job.

"No, if my father knew, I would probably die." Tony waved his hands quickly.

"Stop talking nonsense. How can a dwarf like you be so effeminate? Tell your brother that we will prepare in the afternoon and get it done tomorrow morning."

"Really?" Tony was still a little incredulous.

"I'll prepare some good things to entertain the Sun Banshee in the afternoon, just wait and see." Du Lin didn't say anything else, thinking that this kind of spirit must have been saved a lot in the previous life, and it is not as difficult to kill as a human.

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Lewandowski has been having a headache recently because he has spent all his pocket money on his promotion, but previous mistakes have caused the assistants he hired to quit, and because the problem lies with him, even the commission cannot be refunded.

Therefore, Lewandowski really had no idea what to do these days. As the eldest son, he couldn't possibly ask his younger brothers and sisters for money. But if he didn't have any money, how could he, a craftsman who had taken the mechanic path and reached Sequence 6, find an assistant to help him deal with that damned Sun Banshee?

The church couldn't send anyone to help - if Lewandowski couldn't even get promoted on his own, then there was no need for him to get promoted anymore. Both the bishop and the gods would be disappointed in him.

Just when he was considering whether to ask his friends for money, his younger brother appeared in front of him with a small grassland elf.

"Lewandowski, I've found a good assistant for you!" His younger brother Tony patted his chest and made a promise, but Lewandowski took a while to recognize the familiar little guy in front of him, and then he grabbed Tony's collar and said, "Do you want to help me or hurt me?" "Lewandowski, I'm here to help you." Du Lin reached out and grabbed Lewandowski's clenched fist to prevent this irritable brother in a double sense from punching his younger brother in the face.

"You...my Iron Hammer, you're a spellcaster, yes, but you're not a priest. That's a ghost, a spiritual monster we can't handle." Levan sighed. "And I don't have the money to hire you, young sir."

"Since Tony is my buddy, I'll give you this deal for free." Du Lin said, his hands on his hips. "Why are you still standing here, Lewandowski? Where's your workshop?"

"...Thank you. Please follow me." Lewandowski obviously had no other choice. He gestured for Dulin to follow and glared at his brother. "I'll remember you this time, Tony."

"A thank you is enough." Tony immediately became playful without the threat of violence coming towards him.

Then the younger brother, who had been slapped by his brother, followed Du Lin into his brother's workshop with a bitter face.

"Ghosts are difficult to deal with, but in Lublin, we are quite experienced in dealing with spiritual monsters. Where's your gun, Levan? Do you have a shotgun?" Du Lin asked while motioning Tony to put the bag in his hand on the production table.

At the same time, he was not idle either. He pushed a chair to the table and stood on it.

Lewandowski placed three shotguns on the table, including the Durin 11.

Du Lin smiled as he picked up the gun and confirmed the serial number. It was even Du Lin himself. Du Lin had made a hundred guns in total, and this one was numbered 084. First, making sure there were no bullets in the gun, Du Lin pumped the gun three times, then pulled the trigger twice at the target area. He then visually confirmed the wear on the rifling, then smiled and asked Lewandowski, "You like this gun very much, but you haven't used it much."

"Yes, the gun you made is like a work of art. It hurts me to fire one more shot." Lewandowski's honest words made Du Lin laugh. Putting the gun on the table, Du Lin took out the carving tools from the tool kit.

"What are you doing..." Lewandowski was a little confused, but that didn't stop him from asking questions.

"Spiritual beings fear divine power, regardless of its source. We can use silver infiltration on the bullets, or add a sacred enchantment to the muzzle, but the most effective method is to engrave the entire gun with divine symbols. On your gun, I will use the inscription of the Twin Mothers. Since you are not a follower of her, I would like to ask for your opinion."

Faith is not a trivial matter. Du Lin comes from another world where gods are no longer visible, but faith still exists; and here, the gods of faith are even powerful enough to come to the real world, so he must ask.

"...This is the gun you sold me. It's your business if you want to add anything to it." Lewand lowered his head when he said this. He was repenting. He wanted to be true to his beliefs, but what Durin described to him was too beautiful - like the sacred inscription of the Twin Mother Goddesses, which targeted all evil and was a very broad striking inscription.

The engraving of sacred runes is a very demanding skill. Even some people with loyal faith may not be able to learn it. Only those truly skillful craftsmen are qualified to engrave such inscriptions.

Moreover, each god has different requirements for inscriptions. Some gods require that the person engraving the inscription must be their believer, some gods require that the believer must be a craftsman of a certain level, and some alien gods even have requirements for gender and age. The most stringent ones even require that the user must be a believer.

The requirements of the Twin Mother Goddesses are very simple. As long as you are a believer, it will be fine. If you are not a believer, as long as you are a grassland elf, it will be fine. If you are neither, then as long as the target of the attack is evil, it will be fine.

Of course, it's okay if you want to shoot innocent people, but I just hope you can keep a strong head when divine punishment comes from the sky.

(End of this chapter)