Durin's Diary

Chapter 76: The Academy's Fastest Shooter

The human heart is an extremely easy object to manipulate. The passion of young people and the youth of the ignorant are the favorite fuels of the conspirators behind the scenes. The latter use the former as a catalyst to ignite the fire of civilization. However, this fire is ultimately ignited by life, so even the fluttering color changes.

At this moment, Daju seemed like a historian writing history.

This member of the Sario family named Cork seems to be Elaine's cousin, but his presence here today means that Du Lin and he must fight to the death.

piece?

There are very few people in this world who can not be called chess pieces.

The street vendors are pawns of their families, the children in college are pawns of their parents, and even everyone is a pawn of fate.

Everyone dances on the chessboard and enjoys it.

So when faced with Bishop Salol's smile and the young man who was supporting him, Du Lin's eyelids drooped unconsciously.

Bishop Sarol is still just a name.

But the young man next to him made Du Lin see through everything.

Louis Irving.

Occupation: Level 6 Warrior/Level 3 Church Knight
Power: 14
Agility: 15
Constitution: 13
Intelligence: 10
Perception: 16
Charisma: 17
Louis is Bishop Sarol's apprentice. He is the rising star who will take over Sarol's class. This is no secret to many people. By the way, don't forget to wish him a happy coming-of-age ceremony today.

Mr. Bishop, you became suspicious of me as soon as Harold Nash died, so you found this young man to test my background.

Du Lin raised his eyebrows, then looked at Cork from the Saario family: "You said pistol duel, how do you duel?"

"You have to duel with your own pistol, and you can't use any spells." After the young man finished speaking, he took out his pistol with a proud look on his face. The appearance of the pistol was obviously a replica of the Lublin standard - don't talk about patents. Every gun is made in a small workshop by humans, and each part has a unique tolerance. There is a kind of beauty called handmade.

"Okay." Du Lin nodded.

"Dulin..." Mrs. Salin shook her head: "You are at a disadvantage."

"Mrs. Salin, I know you're doing this for my own good, but this land is constantly devouring lives, and you can't protect me forever."

The conversation between the elders and the younger generation reached this point. Mrs. Salin finally smiled through her sighs: "You're right, child, be careful."

Du Lin nodded to indicate that he understood, then he looked at Cork: "If I were you, I would ask your classmates to spread out a bit."

Before Kirk could say anything, his classmates started to make noise. Some of the strong-looking guys said that the grassland elves couldn't hurt them.

Du Lin was silent for a moment, then handed the video crystal to Mrs. Salin: "Madam, you heard it, and I recorded it too."

"I am a witness." Mrs. Salin took the crystal.

Du Lin asked again: "Should I draw my gun or just raise it?"

"Draw your gun, I'm not bullying." Kirk put the gun in his holster, then he looked around and said, "Mrs. Salin, how about you count down for us?"

Mrs. Sallin nodded, took out a silk handkerchief from her small bag, walked to the middle, raised the handkerchief, and then let go.

"Draw your guns as soon as you land. No one is allowed to take the lead." After she said that, she stepped back five steps.

Du Lin had already put his gun back into the holster. He lifted up his clothes and looked at the handkerchief until it fell to the ground.

Then he drew his gun and shot from the hip.

Dulin perfectly combined the muzzle suppression port of the GLOCK 17, the fully automatic function of the GLOCK 18, and the 29mm of the GLOCK 10. Adding the arcane visible light indicator beneath the muzzle, combined with the grip effects of the gloves and the double-action trigger, Dulin pulled the trigger once, and the young man, who had just unholstered his revolver, fell headfirst to the ground. He had taken two mm bullets with his forehead, the back of his head blown off, leaving him dead.

Anyway, thank you for your hard work, undertaker.

Du Lin put away his gun expressionlessly, turned around, and lowered his head and touched his chest towards Elaine in the crowd - when he saw this young man, Du Lin knew that the girl knew what would happen, but she still wanted to take Du Lin away and away from trouble.

The girl was thoughtful, and Du Lin understood, but sometimes, men had to decide between life and death, and that was not something you could change, silly boy.

Elaine was a little overwhelmed, but she didn't run to his distant cousin.

The seniors of the Art Academy were applauding wildly, and some people were ready to give Du Lin the title of the academy's top shooter.

The classmates brought by Cork stopped threatening and they lifted Cork's body and wanted to leave, but Du Lin saw a carriage coming which was entirely black and even the horses were black. It should be a special carriage for the funeral industry.

Sure enough, Cork's classmates finally handed the body over to two men in black who got off the carriage.

Du Lin turned his head and found that the old dog of an old king was pulling a young man from the military academy to ask him for money... It was you who just became the banker, right? Du Lin pays 1 to 5. If Du Lin remembered correctly, the old dog had bet 2,000 gold notes.

You're not going to let young people sell their butts to pay off their debts... Shit, come on.

Du Lin rolled his eyes when he heard this.

Bishop Saror then jumped out: "What an amazing gun, Mr. Dulin."

He smiled, raised his hat, and turned to Mrs. Salin very gracefully: "Madam, it is a pleasure to witness such a sacred duel today."

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave.

But Du Lin smiled and said, "Bishop Salol, you didn't come here just to see all this excitement, did you?"

Bishop Saror stopped his movements, as if he was under a spell.

The young man next to him turned around. He was a little surprised, but still laughed: "How is that possible? I am Louis Irving, and my teacher is just passing by today."

He wasn't lying, his heartbeat was normal, his pupils were dilated and within normal range, but the old man he was supporting was frightened by what you said.

Daju reminded.

So that's how it is. It doesn't look like Louis is asking for help, but this old guy regards Louis as his heir. So after he learned of Harold's death, this old guy instinctively felt that something was wrong, so he instigated Cork to come and test himself.

Interesting, you are such a good performer, I should join in the fun.

So Du Lin also smiled: "I see, that's how it is. At that time, I felt that there was a strong person outside the school gate, and I thought it was an elder who wanted to watch for fun."

Bishop Salol had turned around by now and laughed too. "People are naturally curious, and you're not wrong, kid. But I didn't know Madam Salin was here too."

At this time, Madam Salin seemed to understand something, but she also knew that Dulin didn't want to sever ties with her, so she smiled and nodded. "Bishop Salol, you are ultimately more suitable to preside over the duel than I am. The person next to you must be your most accomplished disciple, Knight Louis Irwin."

"Yes, ma'am." Hearing someone call him a knight, young Louis puffed out his chest with pride.

Du Lin also smiled and played dumb: "The duel is over now, right? Can I leave now?"

"Of course." Mrs. Salin smiled. "If you have anything to do, go ahead."

So Du Lin first patted the chest of the senior students who were still watching the excitement, and then extended his hand to Elaine: "Come on, I'll take you home first."

(End of this chapter)