Durin's Diary

Chapter 729 Pursuit
Du Lin called over the rational being. He heard the location of the Demon Lord, then looked at the map and sighed: "Luxembourg, a good place."

"Why do you say that?" Du Lin had never been to such a place. In the western continent of the new era, Luxembourg did not exist. Like many cities, it was slaughtered by the army of the Chaos Evil God in the old era and became deserted.

The later Western Continent had a large number of cities and regions that did not match this world, and Du Lin happened to have no research on history.

For him, Luxembourg is just a city in another timeline.

"Lubbeburg, on Earth in our timeline, was a wonderful little country with many historical sites, such as castles, making it a great place to travel. It's a shame that what exists here is just a replica. You could even say it's not even a replica anymore. After all, it's now a border city of the Sidney Union. History took a turn here, leading all historians astray."

From the mouth of rational beings, Dulin heard about a wonderful little country. It was so insignificant in history, but it had colorful ancient buildings. In Dulin's world, ancient buildings were huge cities left over from the old era, not the ancient castles in the stories told by rational beings, which were full of classical decorations.

Dulin entered the Duke of Alkin's mansion with his rational existence.

The people in the mansion were not surprised by Dulin's appearance - Duke Alkin was not at home, he went hunting with his friends, and Dulin went to the basement with his rational existence to arm himself.

Considering the existence of the Demon Lord, Du Lin chose two shotguns for himself and the rational being.

Durin 13, twelve-round large magazine, a mixture of silver-infiltrated single-shot bullets and magic-breaking bullets.

As a wizard, the Demon Lord must be given enough respect.

The old butler who followed Du Lin downstairs saw how Du Lin and the rational being armed themselves, and he became impatient: "Master Du Lin, what the hell are you trying to do with this?"

All the members and servants of the Alkin family knew that Dulin was definitely the husband of Miss Alkin, so the worry in his eyes was not unreasonable - after all, being able to let Dulin get such equipment was beyond Dulin's respect for ordinary enemies.

You should know that Du Lin usually never uses weapons when he takes action.

"We're dealing with a wizard. Don't worry, we're working with the Church of the Primordial Creator. We brought these because we suspect the target neighborhood is likely controlled by it. We might have to fight our way out."

At this point, Du Lin looked at the old butler and said, "Old Mail, perhaps you should arm some young men to be prepared. We will tell you the location of the defense before we set out."

"What you mean is..." Old Mailer had served the Alkin family as a butler for decades, and he understood what Du Lin meant as soon as he heard it.

"Yes, you are reliable because I detected you when you came down. But my friend and I won't be going up next time. To prevent others from noticing any problems and you from being able to identify them, when we set out, you gather all the servants. I will tell you the positions to deploy and help you identify any enemies in your team. If there are none, that's great. If there are, I will execute them directly."

"Okay, the master is going to a friend's territory today and won't be back until at least the day after tomorrow. And the young lady..." "I know Tanya. She and my sister just rushed to Farol to play."

After Du Lin finished speaking, the old butler breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great that you know. Do you need a drink?"

"You can prepare some food for us." Du Lin said.

"A few slices of bread and a glass of water." The rational being then spoke in Lowlander language. "From your appearance, you seem to be from the Lowlands. I hope I am right."

"You are not wrong, respected Mr. Prairie Elf, I am indeed a Lowlander, and you speak Lowland language very well, but you don't look like a pure Prairie Elf." Having said this, perhaps realizing that he had said too much, he smiled awkwardly and turned around to indicate that he would prepare food for the two of them.

The rational being watched him disappear on the stairs, then glanced at the gun in his hand: "The gun you made also exists in my world. Didn't you say that your old era was destroyed?"

"In order to protect civilization, all weapon drawings were preserved very well at the turn of the era. For a long time, creatures even specialized in fighting." Du Lin replied.

The rational being nodded: "Indeed, your civilization has sacrificed too much for its inheritance."

"Yes, almost all the culture and knowledge were destroyed. What I know were all discovered from the ruins by later generations. Those who died early protected them very well." Du Lin sighed when he said this.

In those stories, when life is about to die, it stores the existence recording tools that carry all the beautiful aspects of civilization in a static force field. In the end, what the archaeologists see are the most carefully selected movies, music and novels of life.

Du Lin sighed here, closed his eyes and began to rest.

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It was almost nightfall when the old Duke Alkin heard that Dulin had come to his house. After much deliberation, the old butler wrote a letter to his Lord Duke. He told Alkin the whole story and sent the letter via a family-specific messenger, striving to let his Lord Duke know as soon as possible.

At least let the master make him understand why they died - after all, there were only two of them when they left, and the old butler was really afraid that someone would become daring and think of doing something bad again.

After reading the letter and understanding the direction of deployment, Alkin took a look at the area map hanging on the map board in his old friend's house.

"Alkin, my old friend, what's wrong?" Sidney's financial minister came over.

"Nothing. The old housekeeper at home just sent me a letter with good news. It said that a distant relative of mine had a baby and was telling me the good news."

"I see." He watched the letter being burned and then turned to ashes.

Just then, a companion called him. The Minister of Finance said goodbye to Duke Alkin and walked over to his 'friend': "Your Highness, what's the matter?"

"Did you notice what Duke Alkin was looking at? I saw that he looked unhappy just now." The young second son of the Clegane family asked curiously.

"He said the housekeeper sent him a letter telling him that a distant relative had given birth to a child and gave him the good news."

The second prince nodded.

When the Minister of Finance left, he frowned.

No, the last distant relative of the Alkin family had died long ago, so how could he have relatives to kill on the spot?

(End of this chapter)