Durin's Diary

Chapter 688 Argument
"Revolution isn't a dinner party, little brother," Peck said, smiling as he picked up a piece of braised pork. "The first time I killed someone, I executed a traitor. The man and his family knelt before me. My mentor told me to make my own choice, and I chose to give the bullet to that family."

"……Then what."

"My classmate was overwhelmed with compassion. He killed an adult but spared a child. Later, he was recognized by another child on the street, arrested, and hanged." Speaking of this, Peck sighed, "It's difficult for people to teach people, but it's easy to teach people through experience. That day, our instructor took us to see his hanged body, and since then, no one in our Special Operations Group has been overly compassionate."

"I've heard about Marseille, right?"

"Yes, as revenge, I personally killed the inspector's family. My mentor hanged that child himself. In our line of work, you can't be soft-hearted, or you'll end up dead." Having said that, Peck looked at the young man in front of him and said, "Since you've already joined Northernism, you must understand why your grandfather brought you here today. The fact that he arranged for your sister Julie to marry Austin proves that she joined Northernism before you, and you are his chosen successor."

"Me!" The young man's eyes widened. He looked at his grandfather: "How could it be me?"

"Because your father is in poor health and your two uncles work in the church, Julie is too naive, and I'm afraid she can't bear this responsibility. Only you, you and your brothers and sisters are different. They embraced the nobility and became nobles, but you chose a different path from them, the same path as me. From today on, they are no longer your brothers and sisters, but prey that you will eventually face for the rest of your life." His grandfather finished speaking, reaching out and patting the young man on the shoulder: "Remember what Mr. Peck said. Revolution is not a dinner party. Grandpa has seen countless peers fall in pools of blood since he was a child, all because they were too kind, so kind that they forgot that revolution does not need kindness, only a heart of stone. In this regard, you are not as good as Mr. Peck, and even less as good as Lord Durin."

"Isn't Lord Durin a very kind person?" The young man didn't understand.

In response, Peck smiled and shook his head: "Have you ever seen Lord Durin show mercy to his enemies and traitors?"

The young man shook his head.

"Your Excellency, I suggest that while you're still relatively healthy these past few years, you send this child to Lord Poole and let him learn more from him." At this point, Peck looked at the young man. "Lord Poole is Lord Durin's elder brother. He has been overseeing the Austrian-Swiss Union for many years and occasionally helps the Northerners with some of the dirty work. You can learn from him, both how to govern a country and how to punish traitors."

Marquis Veldora also nodded. "Hides, I also intend for you to go to the south to learn. Lord Poole is now a master of practice. You won't go wrong if you learn from him. Of course, the decision is yours, but you must remember one thing: the Veldora family will not forgive cowards."

The young man named Hides thought for a moment, then nodded vigorously. "Okay, my mentor also mentioned Lord Poole. He said that apart from a few veteran secretaries, there are no other Northernists with his experience in ruling a country. I want to follow him and see what he has to say."

"Very well, I'll arrange it for you tomorrow. I have some connections with Duke Alessandro, so I'll help you arrange it."

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Alessandro frowned as he looked at the letter sent by Marquis Veldora.

This old man is quite interesting. Do you want your grandson to go to Austria and Switzerland as an exchange student?

Others may not know your background, but I do. You old crow, forget it. What's wrong with helping you? Anyway, my grandson-in-law is not a gentleman.

Thinking of this, he added another name to the list of exchange students.

Sidse Meyer Veldora.

Then he glanced at the big clock on the wall and saw that the time had come.

He stood up, walked through the door, and then walked down the corridor, finally stopping in front of the stairs to the second floor.

Because his Astrid had brought Durin to his manor. "Grandpa, good afternoon. We are bothering you again."

"What a polite thing to say."

The old duke smiled happily and looked at his grandson-in-law at the same time - after not seeing him for half a year, the young man had become more and more powerful.

It's amazing.

The little granddaughter of the eldest son in the family had already run over happily at this time. As their youngest elder, Reid has always been popular with them.

Du Lin smiled and took off his coat and hat: "Your Excellency, I am glad to see that you are in good spirits."

"I'm an old man who came from the battlefield. Don't think that ordinary little problems can defeat me." Alessandro said as he walked down the stairs. He noticed Anta, Alyssa and several other girls walking over. He signaled the old butler to go to the kitchen to arrange for tonight's dinner.

Without saying a word, the old butler nodded and turned to leave.

"I wonder if His Excellency the Duke has selected your candidates for this military exchange?"

"The selection has been made. There is one more grandson of Marquis Veldora."

"It's okay. One more won't make me poor. But I remember that Marquis Veldora's grandson is not studying at the military academy."

"He's from the School of Economics. He just sent me a letter today, saying that the only two leaders in economics today are Lord Durin and Lord Poole. Lord Durin is so elusive that he can only send his grandson to learn governance from Lord Poole."

Alessandro's long Tang dialect made Du Lin laugh. "Indeed, I'm very busy and don't have much time to teach this child. It's really a good idea to follow my brother. But he has a lot of people around him now. You have to ask Marquis Veldora to remind his grandson not to be lazy. My brother is not as easy to talk to as me. He is much stricter than me when it comes to work."

"Don't worry, I will definitely tell Marquis Veldora to teach his grandson more about strict governance of a country, a province, or a region." Alessandro said as he introduced the young woman who was approaching, "Dolly, Wend's wife."

"I remember, Wend, we met in the Great Woodland. Hasn't he come back yet?"

"Not until the second half of next year. You know, the woodlands are too harsh for a woman with a heavy belly," the old duke said, motioning her to sit down. He looked at the girls who had come in and said, "Master Durin's companion is truly delightful. I've forgotten the name of that young lady from Changtang."

"Lan En." Du Lin introduced with a smile, "The names of the Chang Tang people often have meanings, and it's not easy for us Westerners to read and write them."

"Indeed. By the way, you came here today because I have a rare thing from the old era. You have to take a look at it." Alessandro said as he motioned Dulin to follow him.

"You found something." Du Lin smiled and followed Anta.

Walking through the side corridor, Alessandro led the two to the backyard. He lifted the curtain and pointed at the gigantic sphere before him. "This is something we found in the restored Old Era town. It's quite complete, but I don't know how to open it. Since you're here today, I have to ask you for help."

(End of this chapter)