Durin's Diary

Chapter 621 Small Steps
"My witness is a Nice military orphan! Five generations before him were all military orphans! Their family sacrificed generation after generation, and in return they were shot five times by the Department of Homeland Security! In return, their companions were shot dead in the street!" Turin's representative, the bishop from Sicily, slammed the table in front of him.

As a Sicilian half-blood, his malice towards the Clegane family is visible to the naked eye.

Du Lin sat in the audience, legs crossed, listening to the old man pointing at the noses of the Clegane family and cursing them. Then, as he continued cursing, he started pointing at the human bishops and cursing.

It means that these tailless monkeys are the incompletely evolved Sharomon. Such a family has sacrificed so much for Sidney, how else can he sacrifice? Is he going to cut out his heart and liver in Paris's Liberation Square to feed the man-eating demons of the Clegane family to drink?

Du Lin clapped his hands.

If you want to watch the fun, don't think it's a big deal.

Du Lin applauded, and then the bishop of the grassland elves also began to applaud.

Then came the halfling and dwarf bishops. One of the dwarf bishops approached Durin with a fawning expression in front of the dwarf bishops: "Your Excellency Durin, our dwarf craftsmen are a creative species on par with halfling engineers. I now have two young clans under my control. I wonder if there are any vacancies in Lublin."

"Lublin is a large area, but there are not many hills. I can arrange for your people to move to the Austria-Switzerland line. What do you think?" Du Lin replied with a smile.

"It's Taihang, not far from Lublin. It's also your territory. Taihang, the young children will make countless weapons for you and your army, and their caravans will create endless wealth for you."

"I believe your oath." Dulin smiled and shook hands with the dwarf bishop.

A dwarf, that's what he is. His overstepping of authority made the old guys on the stage unable to hold back.

Du Lin's representative said that his rebuttal was completed in stages, and he hoped that the next performance of the human side would allow him to hold back his laughter.

Du Lin found a better sitting position, allowing himself to lie down more freely.

At the same time, with a wave of his little hand, a small tree grew beside his feet, full of fruits. He picked them one by one, and Du Lin stroked the small tree gently, and the latter burrowed into the ground.

At the same time, spiders fell from the ceiling and quickly weaved a bag.

When Joseph came over, Du Lin packed the fruits in a spider silk bag and handed it to him.

"These fruits can stimulate the talents and potential of mages. Take them back and feed them to the children in the military orphanage."

"Thank you, sir." Joseph's face was full of gratitude - only Du Lin could give this kind of thing to Jun Gu, who had no relationship with him at all. If it were another family, ordinary family members would not be qualified to use this kind of fruit.

In Du Lin's past life, the sage would often mention a word—United Front values. This phrase was usually his opening line during live broadcasts of conferences, when he was spitting someone's name out of his mouth—(Mention the name first)! How dare you mention United Front values ​​to me! I had to pull your ancestors from the dead during the Dark Ages! Later, when we were compiling your family tree, it was me who gave them the idea! I'm giving you credit, you little bastard!
So even an illiterate person like Du Lin understood the meaning of this word very early on - I can lose here today, but I have to show my talents to you monkeys without tails. Follow me and you will eat meat, listen to me and you will drink soup. If you don't listen to me and don't behave like a human, you will be beaten with the soles of slippers in the dark.

The human representative came to the stage and said that Joseph was a traitor who had received the emperor's favor but committed the evil act of assassinating the crown prince. Everyone should be punished.

He spent thirty minutes quoting just this one sentence at the stronghold, during which time the dwarves of Silver Peak Mountain, who were in a bad mood, cursed at each other for five minutes.

Durin had gotten his intelligence while he was squeaking on the stage, and he'd discussed it with his own representative. As the human representative left the stage, someone from the grassland elves grumbled, "Bishop Capra, I heard your ancestors were serfs who fled east. If they knew you were saying they forgot the king's kindness and fled north, they'd surely crawl out of the Endless Wilderness overnight and spit out monkey brains."

When it comes to sarcasm, there is almost no one in this era who can compare to Du Lin.

So as soon as these words came out, the Werebeast Bishops who had been acting calmly and composedly as if they were made of wood could no longer hold back their laughter. There was no other way, it was a recognized fact that Werebeasts had a low sense of humor. Of course, they had been able to hold back their laughter when they had previously discussed the relationship between each other's mothers and action games.

But after this sentence was processed by Du Lin, the old lion who was drinking tea directly spit it out.

Not to mention the Orcs, even the three grassland elves on the stage had to lower their heads and endure it very hard - the bishops below the stage were all of equal rank, they could laugh if they wanted, but everyone on the stage was a cardinal, in the first row below the head of the church, and they must not laugh.

The human representative, Bishop Capra, was stunned for a long time, and finally spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground and fell down.

It was impossible for anyone to die at such a united and victorious conference. Du Lin pointed his finger and issued a divine instruction to save the man's life. However, it was obvious that Bishop Capra would not be able to go on stage again - he was carried away by the medical team. He must not be bullied again in the near future. After all, if the divine magic has taken a line and the blood vessels in the brain burst, the divine magic cannot save you, and you will really have to wait for death.

The representative from Durin's side immediately opened fire after taking the stage, saying that some people today have forgotten the pain after the scar has healed. Their ancestors risked their lives to escape to the east and became free people, but it has only been a short time, and they have begun to regard royal power as the truth, talking about how the royal family is always grateful. Not to mention other royal families, others may not know how the Clegane family ascended to the throne, but doesn't the old man in this hall know it?

No one dared to refute this attack - the Clegane family was promoted by the original creator back then. If anyone dares to say they don't know, take off your crown and robes today and get out.

After he finished lashing out, Durin's representative pointed to the seats of representatives and said that there was no point in cursing like that. The ten celestial beings on the stage, bah, the ten cardinals, couldn't they quickly come up with a set of rules? Should Lord Durin invade, or should both sides sign a ceasefire agreement? Everyone's time is precious, and he didn't want to see the tailless monkey come on stage and embarrass himself again.

Du Lin sat there, eating peaches grown on the small tree next to him and clapping with his magic hands.

This time, more people applauded. In addition to Durin's old three, there were also bishops of the orcs and dwarves, most of whom had friendly expressions on their faces.

If everyone present still doesn't understand that he can sit on the stone mountain in the archdiocese without being treated as a statue and eat peaches without being beaten, then Du Lin can't do anything about it.

(End of this chapter)