Durin's Diary

Chapter 607 A new day

It has been a long time since old Royce had the experience of eating and drinking on site.

After wiping his face with the water he had brought and fixing his teeth with toothbrush powder and a toothbrush so hard it could kill someone, old Royce crawled out of the tent - they had spent the night at the original site of the cafe.

There is no way, it is said that their King Hake has dropped small pearls.

There was no other way. The Crown Prince and his two younger daughters were born to the Eldest Princess. Later, the Princess became seriously ill. At that time, there was no miracle medicine like the one made by Lord Durin that could cure the disease. The Eldest Princess survived for two years and eventually passed away.

Later, as the assistant to the Grand Princess and her chief maid, Lady Gala came to power.

The military orphan from Marseille completed a counterattack. She and Hake gave birth to two sons and four daughters.

Taking the breakfast pancake from the young Homelander, Royce looked at the city in front of him.

After the birth of Mrs. Gala's first son, the secret society of the Marseilles Military Orphans suffered a severe blow. At least four hundred people were arrested, and more were killed because their secrets were exposed. Almost all the leaders of the society were killed in the resistance.

Only a few members either fled or hid their identities. It was said that from then on, the military orphans from all over the country would never trust the children of the Marseille Military Orphanage again, unless... they executed the biggest traitor who escaped from their Marseille Military Orphanage.

The suffering in this land is truly old-fashioned, Royce, and that is why justice is necessary.

Thinking of this, old Royce saw a middle-aged man walking in with a young man.

How could it be you, my little friend Alyosha?

By the way, his name is Alexey Rovsky, and Alyosha is his nickname.

After all, old Royce watched him grow up.

In Marseille, in Paris, in Nice.

He's growing up, and he's getting older.

………………

The middle-aged man was dragged out of his home early in the morning by young people from his department.

Luckily, he was just dragged out, which meant that someone important wanted to see him. If he wanted to kill him, he wouldn't have let him sit in the back seat.

Any corner of the road is his grave.

"Alexei." The middle-aged man turned his head at the voice beside him. Seeing that it was his elder, he was a little surprised: "Old dog! Aren't you retired?"

Old Royce, known as the old dog, laughed heartily: "I want to make more money while I'm still healthy. Isn't this a rehire?"

"You're so brave," sighed the middle-aged man called Alexi. The young man leading the way spoke up, "Mr. Royce, excuse me, but the two directors specifically requested to see Mr. Alexi."

"Young people nowadays are so polite. Come to think of it, I haven't seen our Director Giant Horn for some time. Let me go with you." Old Royce followed.

Alexei took the cigarette from the silver case he pulled out and said, "I heard that this was given to you by Lord Durin."

"In the entire Sulem Forest Farm, I am the only one who has this box, except for the Chief Inspector and the Director. Many people have offered to buy this box from me, but I won't sell it because it is an affirmation from a legendary gentleman to a mortal like me." After saying that, Old Royce took out a lighter and lit a cigarette for Alexi.

Their high-hoofed chief was sitting in the tent reading documents. When he saw the young man bringing two people in, he put on his glasses and said, "Old dog, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Yes, Chief, it's been three years since we last met." Old Royce saluted with a smile.

"Don't be so polite in front of me, my old friend. You are the luckiest old dog in everyone's eyes. Why did you think of following Alexei here today? You didn't want to come and see me, did you? The two of us old guys together have enough to keep that unlucky Alexei chasing after you for a few more years."

Taking the cigarette from old Royce, the director looked at Alexei and said.

"Aren't you afraid our little Alyosha will kill himself with stupidity?" Royce lit a cigarette for the director and plopped down on a small chair in the corner of the tent. "Well, I'm just an audience member. Ask whatever you want, Mr. Director."

"If it were someone else, I would have kicked him out, but you're the toughest old dog in the Sulem Forest Farm. It's not good to offend an old man. Okay, Alexi, Melissa came to Nice a few days ago. The intelligence report said there was nothing wrong with her, but now she's here. I don't know which little bastard poked a hole in the sky. Tell us what Lord Dulin did in Nice. Tell us everything."

Alexei thought for a moment. "You know Lord Dulin's Chamber of Commerce. They all carry the title of grassland elves. No one would want to offend Lord Legend's Chamber of Commerce. Besides, he bought a large piece of woodland as a forest farm and opened a breeding farm and a shooting club."

"Tell me about the shooting club." The Sicilian red baboon, who had been silent next to the director, spoke at this time.

"It's a large venue, with many different weapons crafted by Mr. Du Lin. The entire club has a monthly membership system. Many nobles from the south have joined, and he has also recruited many orphans as gun boys."

"The military orphans know about guns and are easier to train than the children in other orphanages. Lord Durin is indeed a wise man." Old Royce said with a smile.

"Gun Boy can even perform daily cleaning and maintenance of guns." The young man suddenly added at this time.

"I forgot you're also an orphan. You young people are really reliable." The Sicilian red-haired baboon, who was probably on the same level as the director, smiled and said, "By the way, Old Royce, between our two departments, you and Melissa are the only ones who have had many interactions with Du Lin. Tell me, what kind of person is he?"

"He's a man who doesn't mind letting all creatures live well, as long as you don't stand in his way," Old Royce replied. "He's more patient and kind to cubs than we can imagine. But if a cub is unfortunate enough to be born into a family that needs to be exterminated, it won't escape death either."

"If he were a believer in the Original Creator, I wouldn't be surprised, but I'm surprised he's actually a believer in the Twin Mother Goddesses." The old director said this and looked at Alexi. "Alexi, I understand how difficult it is for you locals. The report you wrote will definitely be shown to the local mayor and your superiors first. If they want you to make changes, you won't be able to make the decision. So I won't blame you this time. After all, you're not qualified to be a scapegoat."

"The local mayor has contacted me twice, and the interim director has warned me not to write nonsense." Alexei understood what he meant and immediately spoke out everything he had not said before.

"As expected of an old man from the Sulem Forest Farm, let's go ask the mayor how much money he's collected from various sources in recent years." The Sicilian Red Baboon smiled and stood up. "We don't blame you for what happened today. As the Changtang people say, 'When you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.' Go back and write a report for the files."

"Thank you, sir." Alexei lowered his head with a grateful smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)