Durin's Diary

Chapter 670 Report

The moment the old bishop at the door drew his gun, Du Lin had already unfolded his stance shield with his left hand and pressed down Melinda's hand at the same time - this girl didn't even look at where she was and drew her gun without saying a word. If you set someone on fire, I and everyone present will probably have to write this report until the end of time.

Melinda also understood how difficult it was for Durin, so she just watched the bullet hit the force field shield and eventually shattered it into pieces.

The old man fired six shots in a row, and when he found it was useless, he pulled out a halberd from the weapon rack beside him and rushed forward. Of course, before he could get close, he was pinned to the ground by the crusaders and his fellow bishops who rushed over.

It was a bit scary, to be honest. When he came in and saw you, his eyeballs were shaking irregularly. This is an extremely dangerous trauma syndrome.

Eleven is very familiar with this situation.

So I didn't take action.

Du Lin had seen all these things before, so he was particularly tolerant of this person.

After this man was appeased and taken away, Durin heard from the two bishops about his past and his feud with the necromancer named Reiss Loval.

To put it simply, Bishop Charlie was tricked three times when he was young and was kidnapped three times by the necromancer society that was rampant at the time. The last time, his beautiful sister took his place, and he was able to survive to this day.

The worst thing is that Reiss Loval is a lich, and his fair-skinned and beautiful sister happens to be a Toby rabbit spirit.

Du Lin sighed - if he put himself in Bishop Charlie's shoes, when he just came in, he seemed to see a bone lich cutting meat there, and there was a rabbit girl beside him.

I was wrong about this guy. It was really remarkable that he could overcome his inner fear and pull out a gun and fire six delayed bullets after who knows how many years.

Daju sighed.

Du Lin looked at Melinda. The bunny girl asked Bishop Boll curiously, "Excuse me, what happened to that guy named Leis Loval?"

"Loval's entire family was killed. The believers of the Church of the Original Creator helped us to vent our anger. It seems that there is only one survivor who has not been found in the past few decades." The deacon was a young man and even used lines from Durin's movie.

Dulin nodded, and at the same time thought of Negan Loval.

Good boy, I didn’t expect your parents to have so much fun back then. No wonder your head is still being exchanged for money in the Church of the Sun Goddess.

Forget it, you are still useful now, so I'll just keep your head on your neck for now.

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After completing the registration process, Du Lin was about to leave when he unexpectedly ran into Xia Li in the front hall. The old man had calmed down by now. He stood beside several bishops and looked at Du Lin, who looked like a grassland elf, with a low bow. "I'm sorry, Lord Du Lin, I made you laugh."

"No, Master Charlie, what I saw was a child roaring into the fear in his heart countless years later. You did the right thing." Doolin said this and extended his hand: "I am Doolin Lily Elsh, also Doolin Roy Corleone. Hello, Bishop Charlie."

The old man smiled, although his expression was distorted. Even if he cried, he would look better than smiling like this.

"Thank you," he said, and the two hands, one big and one small, clasped together tightly.

Bishop Boll saw Dulin off. While waiting for the carriage, he sighed, "Xia Li has been tormented by the nightmares of his childhood for years. With your forgiveness today, I believe this nightmare will no longer torment him in the future."

"I can understand his pain," Du Lin sighed.

On the way back to the Everburning Nest in the Sun Goddess Church's carriage, Melinda looked at Du Lin with admiration. "You were truly remarkable today. From the stories they told me about Bishop Charlie, I could tell he had gone through years of despair and pain. But today he bravely faced down his past. It was you who helped him escape this suffering. Your Excellency helped him."

"I'm nothing special." Du Lin said as he leaned back in his chair. He could forgive the old man only because he understood such suffering. The girl was able to suffer with him, so she must be a church apprentice of the same age as him.

She loved him deeply, so she was willing to die for him.

"He is truly amazing." Du Lin came from the past and understood how destructive such flashbacks could be to a person. Such mental trauma could never be cured in a lifetime.

That's why when he pulled out his gun, Durin used the force field shield instead of letting Melinda do it.

Moreover, when he was hesitant, it was Du Lin who encouraged the old man.

Draw your gun, pull the trigger, and say goodbye to the past.

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Bishop Boll returned to the hall and looked at Charlie, who was sitting on a chair in the corner. He walked over and said, "Lord Dulin helped you today."

"I know... At that time, my mind was filled with only childhood memories. In those memories, Reis's sneer, her smile and my weakness were intertwined. But when I was struggling, I seemed to hear her telling me not to be afraid..." Old Charlie covered his face with his hands when he said this.

Paul patted him on the back.

"It's all over, my old friend, it's all over. The Loval family has surrendered."

"Yes, but there's still one survivor, Bol, my old friend. I've spent half my life searching for this damn survivor. He must still be alive. One of the Loval family's soul-guiding candles is still burning in the Punishment Hall. I used to think I was too old to find him."

Charles said this, looking up at Bol. "But this time, I ran into Lord Durin. Surprisingly, I seemed to hear her voice. I even had a blurry picture of her. This time, Lady Melinda clearly didn't look like her. But I still thought of the past. I remember I swore an oath to comfort everyone with the life of the last surviving member of the Loval family. I can't break my promise. Bol, can you lend me some money?"

"What do you want money for?"

"I can't find that guy named Negan Loval by myself, but I believe that if there is an organization in this world that can find him, it must be the Three Saints."

At this point, Charlie's eyes lit up again: "Paul, do me a favor. I'm willing to use my family heirloom painting as collateral. You know I've never been married, so you can take the painting."

"...I don't need the painting, and I'm not paying you to make you owe me anything. I just hope you don't forget that we were both apprentices of the church. Since you want to borrow the brain of the last surviving member of the Loval family, I'll help you." Bol finished speaking and extended his hand. "Let's avenge our classmate's death..."

(End of this chapter)