Durin's Diary

Chapter 668 Masterpiece
Late at night, after finishing his business for the day and sending most of the customers away, Negan Loval twirled his beard and looked at Marilyn at the counter: "What do you think of Sigmund Freud?"

The old woman at the counter smiled and said, "He's definitely not as old as he appears to be. How should I put it? He's like a true gentleman. I mean, the kind who would eat people and leave no bones. If I could have been with him when I was younger, I might have fallen in love with him."

"Dear sister, he's a legend." Old Cario was sober by now. He sat aside, sipping orange juice and laughing loudly. "Honestly, I've never been happier than I am today. Compared to this guy, I don't even seem like a huge fan of Lord Turin's movies."

"Forget about your movie. You don't look like a necromancer anymore, old Cario. What have you seen?"

"Don't say it. I feel like I'm watching a great movie. When Sigmund Freud was young, he had a father and a mother. But when he was six years old, something happened at home. His father died in the war, and his mother disappeared."

"Damn, this is too standard." A dwarf sitting nearby muttered.

"Eighty percent of military orphans are like this. It's not typical, it's the Sidney nobles and royal family who take themselves too seriously. Even we know the world isn't black and white, but they're just that way." Marilyn said this, looking at Cariou with some anger. "Go on, tell me quickly, don't keep me in suspense."

"I was just about to tell you that I later read from his memories about his life in the orphanage. It was quite difficult. But you'll never guess whose portrait I saw on the wall."

"Whose is it?" Marilyn asked curiously at the counter.

"Sidney's second Leper King, his half-covered mask is extremely lifelike!" Old Cario replied in shock.

"Oh my god, you said Sigmund came from the era of the Second Leper King. That was at least two hundred years ago!" Negan's eyes widened. "No wonder he's a legend. No wonder he has such exquisite synchronization skills. I really didn't expect him to live this long."

"I believe he must have transformed into a lich. His current body is probably just like a coat you and I wear." At this point, Old Cario looked at Negan: "I didn't see much of the rest of the story, but it was generally quite gloomy. However, I saw someone in his memory."

"Can you please stop keeping me in suspense!" Negan looked disappointed.

"That man," replied old Cario.

"What that guy?" Marilyn asked.

"Wait, don't say the name. It's the one who took the prairie elves to the east, right?" Negan spoke as if he had thought of something.

Old Cario nodded. "Yes, it was his appearance that forced me to admit that he was the real deal. If it was a young man pretending to be him, he wouldn't have known anything about that person."

This sentence silenced everyone present.

Finally, Negan sighed: "It seems that our new friend really can't forget the hatred in his heart."

That man has many names in history, but in the memories of the necromancers, he has a special code name.

Stargazer.

He was a great sage, a fortune teller, who said that one day, all life would be treated equally. He also said that one day, the old gods would be slaughtered, and the murderer from another world would stand in the endless sea of ​​blood and laugh.

No one considered him a normal person. Everyone at that time said he was a madman. Some people fabricated his past and tried to erase him from history.

But the necromancers always remembered his words.

Without the captivity of alien gods, every heretic and sinner will receive the redemption they deserve.

Everyone present was recalling what he had said.

Would anyone really choose to kill gods for these hopeless creatures? Would such a powerful being give up the chance to become a god for the sake of mortals, and choose to slaughter the old gods and cut off the path to godhood?

Will there really be someone... who can untie the shackles of the necromancer?

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Du Lin has returned to the Everburning Nest. Today's meeting was very pleasant and he drank a lot of wine, so the girls smelled the alcohol as soon as he came back.

"What's wrong with you?" Anta and Elaine were very puzzled, because in their memory, Du Lin rarely drank outside, and even if he did, he would not be reeking of alcohol like today.

"I met some new friends today and drank a little." Although he reeked of alcohol, Du Lin was not really drunk. He explained with a smile - the two girls had finally used their vacation time, and they could rest here for the next few months, or even until after the Chinese New Year and until April next year.

"Really?" Lina came closer and sniffed Du Lin's clothes: "Well, there is no smell of other women."

"Are you born in the year of the dog?" Du Lin asked with narrowed eyes.

Then the two dragon cubs wrestled together until Anta said, "If you don't let go, you two won't be able to eat the glutinous rice snacks I made tonight."

Du Lin and Lina quickly let go.

"Okay, we are all adults now, Lina. I will leave Dulin to you today. Take him to the bathroom and give him a good bath before dinner." Anta began to give orders.

Lina raised her voice, reached out and carried Du Lin towards the bathroom.

Lan En came over and looked at Du Lin: "Sir, won't you struggle a bit?"

"Why are you struggling? We are an old married couple. You have seen my weight, right?" Du Lin turned his head and looked at the little female dragon in front of him.

The little female dragon Lan En was laughing so hard that she could hardly open her eyes.

Lina reached out and pinched Du Lin's face: "Hehe, this time we sisters will definitely paint the soles of your feet white."

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"Melinda, dear, did you get anything from hunting today?" Melinda heard Lina's call before she even walked out of the elevator.

She turned her head and saw Lina sitting in the garden combing Dulin's hair, while Lan En was sitting on the left, trimming Dulin's nails with a file.

The rabbit spirit from Du Lin's family had never seen such an operation before. She smiled and walked to the other side of Du Lin's empty seat: "Du Lin, what's wrong with you today?"

"They want to eat my meat tonight, so come along. Anyway, these few pounds and ounces of my meat belong to you sisters." After Du Lin finished speaking, he stretched out his free hand and extended his index finger.

The little rabbit was very happy, and also put his index finger against and touched Du Lin's finger.

No! Brothers! How can you deconstruct a classic like this?
Daju and Eleven, two AIs, roared at the same time.

(End of this chapter)