Durin's Diary

Chapter 597 Arrangement
Du Lin thought that Joseph was a useful kid. Since he said that he and his brothers were willing to serve Du Lin, that was no problem. Du Lin wrote a check and let the kid go back to the orphanage.

The children are in the stage of growing up. They need money to buy meat, money to buy weapons to train themselves, and most importantly - they need money to do business.

From today on, the Nislao Military Orphanage will nominally belong to the Sidney military, with funding from the Sidney royal family and inspection by the Sidney nobility.

But these children have to recognize Du Lin.

Du Lin didn't care what the kid did, he just wanted the result and the answer.

Again, Du Lin never considered himself a good person - good people like Jean Mayer would only die in the gentle night. He would not be like Jean Mayer, he would only survive and then kill any bastard he disliked in this world.

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"Joseph, where have you been recently!" The nanny of the orphanage stood inside the gate, looking out through the small window inside the door.

"I went out to make money. It was Vladimir's birthday, so I went to do some odd jobs for a few days." The young child stood outside the gate, looking through the small window at the owner of the eyes inside.

"Come in." She opened the door and held out her arms.

According to the old rules, those who go out to work temporarily must hand over a portion of the money.

Joseph handed over an Austrian-Swiss silver coin with Dühring's portrait on it.

The nanny looked at the silver coin in her hand, and finally stepped aside to make room, returning the coin to Joseph. "Don't be too rough when helping Lord Durin. Go back. Vladimir is in the attic, and they are waiting for you."

"Thank you, Ma'am." The boy nodded.

He went inside.

The nanny peeked outside the door and finally closed it.

She opened the small notebook on the door and wrote on today's page that no one was entering or leaving.

Joseph walked up the stairs. Along the way, there were orphans of all ages standing there. They looked at the coins in Joseph's hand and finally lowered their heads.

Outside the attic door, he saw his old 'friend' Yuri.

"You saw him, right?" The old friend spoke first without opening the door.

"Yes, I brought his check," Joseph replied.

"You got us a good price."

"You can keep this and tell our brothers when you go to hell." Joseph said, and took out a check from his breast pocket.

Yuri opened the door behind him, not because of the signature on the check, but because of Vladimir's voice coming from the thin door behind him: "Yuri, let Joseph in."

Joseph walked into the attic, where children of all ages were sitting, and in the middle of them, a young girl was sitting in a wheelchair.

"You're back. I failed." "But I also succeeded. I'm not wrong."

"What did Herr Dühring say?"

"He gave me money, and a check would come in every month. We bought guns from outside, but the really good ones would provide them to us for free. We would also have our own shooting range where the children could train." At this point, Joseph handed the check to the girl: "We had no choice."

"I know. That's why my brothers have believed for years that only Mr. Durin can help us orphans."

"Vladimir, I don't understand why my brothers all think that Durin will help us. He has his own power, the Three Saints Society, the farm, and so many young people..." Yuri closed the door and was a little puzzled.

"We have our advantages. Even though we are orphans, the Nice Orphans have always been an important force in the civilian military. In every annual military war game, we are the best. Mr. Du Lin has the Three Saints Order, but they are assassins; he has a large number of estates, but they are just excellent candidates for soldiers. We... can become Mr. Du Lin's best officer team."

“…Brothers…”

"My brothers joined the military, and those who didn't want to go along with them all died. Do you know why?" The girl named Vladimir raised her head and looked at the big guy in front of her.

"Just like our father."

"Yes, the military, like the royal family, is not worthy of our trust. Whether it's them or the nobles, as long as we don't choose sides like our fathers, we will only end up dead. Our fathers died inexplicably, and our mothers disappeared without a trace. We don't even know why they died or why they disappeared. We can no longer expect them to give us a fair future. Northernism will not believe in us. The only one who can believe in us is the unconventional Mr. Du Lin. We, the military orphans, don't want to follow the old path. We can only find a new way, as the Chang Tang people said."

"Won't Mr. Dulin sacrifice us?" a child asked.

"There are sacrifices everywhere, but we have all seen what Mr. Dulin did. If someone skinned a child of the Three Saints, he would skin the entire family of that person. If someone killed someone from the Three Saints, he would return the favor tenfold. This time, Brother Sergei used his death to prove how serious Mr. Dulin was about his oath. Isn't that great?" Another child replied.

"As descendants of soldiers, we should understand that it's impossible to have no sacrifices in the army. What we want is not to die in vain. This is something that neither the Sidney military, the royal family, nor the nobles can do. But since the day Lord Durin came to prominence, he has never let his men sacrifice in vain. In the previous competition, the various military orphanages in the south have reached a cooperation intention. We, the military orphans... will collectively side with Lord Durin. Starting next year, the adult military orphans will be diverted to the Austrian-Swiss armies. After the list is drafted, it will be handed to me. After I transcribe it, one of you, Joseph or Yuri, will randomly deliver it to Lord Durin."

"Where are the brothers who joined the Farol army before..."

"Keep lurking. At the same time, we need to tell them that there might be military spies in the team, so be careful to identify them." At this point, the girl took out a stack of letters from the bag next to the chair and said, "Aina, come here."

The girl with red hair came over.

"I have all the letters you sent to the military." The young woman looked at the shriveled girl in front of her, her eyes filled with pity. "The military orphans took pity on you. The older brothers who were about to be discharged squeezed a mouthful of food out of their bowls for you every day. This is how you repay them."

"My brother is in their hands..." the girl wailed.

"Your brother is in another orphanage. The brothers outside have already found out. Don't worry, we will reunite you." After the girl in the wheelchair finished speaking, Yuri and Joseph grabbed the red-haired girl's arms on the left and right.

"There's a railway outside the backyard wall. It's not a big deal if one or two children are killed while robbing the train. Just don't throw them into the well, remember." The girl said with a smile.

"I'll go and watch." The boy sitting next to the girl stood up.

"I'll leave it to you, Struve." The girl looked at him encouragingly. "I'll be discharged in three years. By then, you must lead everyone well and don't hesitate about traitors. But don't be as foolish as Belenko. Remember, the mastermind behind the traitor will always want to see the body, alive or dead. The coroner is not easy to fool, and any other injuries will arouse their suspicion."

"Don't worry, sister. Jaeger's child is here. No one can pry anything useful out of a dead person's mouth."

(End of this chapter)