Durin's Diary

Chapter 595 Waves
The young man's name was soon discovered.

Joseph Visa Dzhugashvili.

The veterans' home where he worked housed the children of civilian junior officers in the army, and there were quite a few of them.

"Every year, in every region, different low-level civilian officers die for various reasons, and their wives run away. These are all illusions. Some widows are indeed gone, but our investigations have shown that others don't seem to be gone, but more likely kidnapped." Wueryouchan handed his report to Dulin. "Someone is targeting and eliminating disobedient civilian officers, hoping to prevent them from climbing up the ladder."

"It's so cruel, why don't the civilians take any action?" Du Lin asked.

"Yes, during the annual live-fire training. The accidental death rate among junior officers of the Aristocratic faction has remained high. The highest was last year, when a total of 139 Aristocratic lieutenants died in various training ground accidents."

It was cruel enough. After reading the report, Du Lin could confirm that there was indeed nothing wrong with these children. It was impossible for the number of dead spies to increase by one or two hundred every year. Moreover, in a world with magic, detection magic combined with certain criminal investigation capabilities could handle it. They would only bully societies or Chaos Churches that did not have the assistance of such magic.

"Okay, then you should pay more attention to this child and his brother. If his brother dies, tell me and I will personally carry out the extermination order. This time, no one can stop him. Whoever tries to stop him will die with him." After Du Lin finished speaking, he stood up and prepared to leave the study.

"Your Highness, I heard that someone is familiar with the elders of the Circle."

"It's no use being familiar with the elders. I want to kill the traitor, and the elders can't stop him even with their lives. At worst, I'll go back and kill his entire family. He can help the traitors outside today, and he will betray the Circle tomorrow. Such an elder cannot be kept." Du Lin said, looking at Uryula: "In a world of great strife, if you don't use thunderbolt methods, you will only become a laughing stock."

"Young master, you also believe in Northernism. Many young people think that Northernism, which advocates fairness and justice, is the future direction of human society." Uryula followed Dulin and said.

"Only fairness and justice are the greatest themes of human society. The rest, whether kings, nobles, or Northerners, are merely actors. What they say is unimportant; what they actually do is what counts." Dulin sneered twice at this point. "I've seen countless examples of future generations mocking the suffering of their predecessors and repeating their sins in history books. Lord Urjula, think about the First Commune of Northerners. Even in a world with gods, it couldn't survive a century. How can I have confidence in the Second Commune? Secretary Sora is old, and Secretary Ace can't handle the whole thing alone. My brother, while a good heir, isn't invulnerable. I have no idea where this world is headed."

"If you are willing, young master, you can rule alone for a thousand years and change the direction of the entire civilization..." said Uryula.

Du Lin laughed. "What's the point of me ruling arbitrarily for a thousand years? If I sit in the position of First Secretary for a hundred years, all the secretaries below me will be my opponents, because they will never be able to hold that position in their entire lives. Humans are animals of power, lackeys of power. After all, only a very small number of people are willing to become slaves of the people. I am worried that if my brother lives too long, the younger generation of ideologies will regard him as an old-fashioned person who can't adapt. If someone like me, who can easily live for a thousand years, sits in that position, I will eventually become a dictator who doesn't recognize his relatives and is abandoned by everyone."

"The Three Saints would never think so, young master. As long as I am alive, the Three Saints will be led by you. Any traitor will be killed. My family and I will wipe out all rebellion for you." The old vampire looked at Du Lin with a serious face. "Young master, our families were saved by your kindness. If they still betray you after all this, then such a family deserves death."

"I'm glad you think so, but I'm not a lackey of power. I witnessed the end of power long ago. For me, living freely is my ultimate goal in life." Having said that, Dulin looked at Uryula: "Don't worry, I will lead the Three Saints, but when your descendants think I'm old-fashioned one day, I will hand over power to them, and then see what kind of stupid things they will do. If they do well, I don't mind the Three Saints changing their master. If they don't do well, I don't mind the Three Saints changing a group of loyal servants." After speaking, Dulin patted Uryula on the shoulder: "Don't worry, you may still live for a very long time, maybe hundreds of years away from this day. Maybe if I do well, everyone will think that changing people may not be a good thing."

Du Lin said this and walked upstairs with a smile.

Uryula remained silent until his son stepped forward and said, "Father..."

"Remember what Master Du Lin said today. If the day comes when you become the master, and there's any unfilial son in your family who colludes with outsiders and plots rebellion... If I'm still around, I'll personally destroy them. If I return to my origin first, regardless of whether that person is your son or your grandson, I'll kill them. Remember that."

"Father……"

"Only his branch will die at your hands. If Master Du Lin gets angry, our entire family will die. Don't think that Master is merciful. He is hard-hearted. All living things in this world, all sentient beings, when necessary, are just pawns on the chessboard of a great being like him fighting against fate."

"Then let's..."

"Isn't it good to fight against fate? Change the cycle of civilization and put an end to the rondo of destruction and rebirth." Uryula's eyes gleamed as she spoke this. "You know, when I was young, our family hadn't yet become a prominent assassin family. My father took me on wandering trips. Fate made vampires like us wander. It was the Bishop of the Twin Mothers who gave our family a small piece of land and seeds, allowing our family to multiply. Later, we became assassins and went astray, but we must never forget this kindness. Now, her grace is willing to change everything. She wants fairness and justice to remain in the world forever, and she wants every life that lives well to have a way to survive. Isn't that good?"

Having said that, Urjula looked at his offspring, who was sweating profusely.

"Child, don't let me down. Don't bring shame to the blood of Urjula Dracula, and don't make me decide to establish another bloodline."

"Yes, father, I will not disappoint you. Your descendants will respect Durin Elsh and his bloodline."

"At next month's meeting, you will take the lead and swear a solemn oath. Don't try to play any tricks this time. The Triarchal Order only needs one leader, one voice, and one strong hand."

(End of this chapter)