Durin's Diary

Chapter 763

In the end, Raynay was unable to return to the Everburning Fortress with Durin. She wanted to have a good talk with Jacob.

As for the remaining two children, one has been arranged to be questioned by someone in Sicily, and Cavendish Montes is in charge of Tanya. After some consideration, Du Lin decided to go find the person mentioned in the first target first.

Yes, that’s right, it’s Romil.

This kid has been acting like a decent human being recently - there's no other way, no one can afford to offend a tough guy like Durin, but as long as Durin doesn't object, the trade between the Ring of Truth and the Clegane family will continue.

So the dance continued, the horses continued to run, and after all these days, Romil, the professional broker, made his debut once again - his father had forgiven him, and the boy went back to being his prince, serving as the anchoring channel between the Sidney royal family and the Ring of Truth.

Du Lin knew where he lived, so he opened the door and walked in. He removed the bent iron rod from his head and glanced at the bear-man security guard who was still glaring at him. The latter screamed and flew backwards, smashing the window directly and blending into the sky.

This is fake. The real situation is that he dived into the pool below.

Lina kicked the door open and Dulin walked out of the room. Then the hairy guys turned around and screamed, ran towards the window, and then jumped out one after another.

It seemed that his face was quite recognizable. Dulin was very pleased. Then he kicked the dwarf at his feet and said, "Where is that kid Romil?"

"The young master is in the bedroom. He has been ill recently."

"He's sick, I have to see him." Du Lin smiled.

………………

Du Lin didn't want to believe it, because the life and death of this kid Romil was more valuable than the lives of many people.

But when he pushed open the carved wooden door in front of him, he immediately felt the effect of the barrier.

The sunlight reflected from the crystal chandelier in the large room mixed with the incense in the air.

On the bed that was even bigger than the one Dulin used, Romil was lying on a huge pillow, looking at him with tears in his eyes. "It was so noisy outside just now, what happened?"

"What's wrong with you?" Du Lin leaned against the door frame.

Lina came behind Du Lin and frowned immediately: "It stinks."

Romil, wrapped in a cashmere robe, was stunned for a moment - his vision was blurred by tears and his sense of smell was ravaged by snot, but his hearing was still good, so he understood who was coming.

So the kid rolled and crawled to the bed, screaming as he crawled: "Don't kill me! I didn't betray the organization!"

Lina chuckled, breathless with laughter.

Durin smiled, but couldn't help it. He instantly unleashed his grappling palm and threw the boy back into the middle of the bed. He even covered Romil with a thick large ground sloth blanket. "Secretary Ace and Secretary Sora didn't ask me to kill you."

"Ah, aren't you here to kill me?" Romil's face was full of confusion.

At this moment, his blurred eyes, innocent look, and messy hair formed a scene like a postmodern art painting.

Coupled with the long Tang Dynasty snack box on the bedside, if his hair was longer and his appearance was a little cuter, it would look like the aristocratic daughter's sickbed picture that was very popular some time ago.

It’s a pity that the snot bubbles coming out of his nostrils trampled all the beauty into the mud, leaving it to be ravaged by time.

"You have a pretty bad cold. Have you received an injection at the Ring of Truth?"

"I did. It hurt like hell. That damn big needle stuck in my butt. I almost died." Facing Du Lin's question, Romil hummed and buried himself in the big pillow with a sense of relief: "I'm glad you're not here to kill me."

"I told you, I'm not here to kill you. I want you to do me a favor and find someone."

"Looking for someone? That's easy. Leave his name or portrait here, and I'll have my men do their best to get back to you within three to five days."

"Okay." Du Lin took out the round case containing the painting and threw it on the table beside him.

This kid's illness is quite serious. It doesn't seem like the common flu in this world. Ask him who he has been in contact with recently.

Daju spoke at this time.

Du Lin was stunned and immediately understood Daju's idea - the flu is really scary.

And Eleven solidified his point.

Influenza is no small problem. The weather is cold now, and the temperature this year is several degrees lower than the average in previous years. If a strong influenza breaks out, it will be a disaster.

So Du Lin stood up straight and said, "Romil, I want to ask you a question."

"What is it?" Romil hummed.

Du Lin felt unsafe and simply asked Lina to stay away. Then he switched to the form of a bone lich and said, "I always feel that there is something wrong with your illness."

"You can see it too. It's true. Everyone says that Utari's medicine is a miracle drug, but I've been taking an injection a day for five days, and it's still the same." As he spoke, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his nose on it.

·Looking at the amount, it seems as if his brains have been ejected.

Daju's description made Du Lin a little unable to hold back.

"Romil, have you ever thought about this? It's not that the magic medicine is ineffective, but that you still have the energy to talk to me now because the magic medicine has done its best."

Du Lin's words startled Romil. He thought for a moment, slapped his thigh, and then howled in pain from the cramp: "No, how did you become like this!"

"I won't get sick if I become like this. You are surrounded by strong men, but I have elderly people and children. You know how old my sister is, and how old my grandmother is. If they get infected, my sister might not be able to survive, but what about my grandmother?"

Romil nodded: "Then what are you going to do."

"Simple, where have you been?" Du Lin asked, "Think carefully about where you have been before you got sick."

"I went to the lower town of Paris and Lille once, and two days after I came back, my temperature reached 40 degrees Celsius. If the medicine from the Utari family hadn't arrived in time, I would have almost died."

"Please remember my business for me. I have to go to Lille now." Du Lin said as he opened the portal.

"No, how do you confirm that the problem is on Lille's side?" Romil asked with some confusion.

"If something happens in Paris, newspapers across the entire Western Continent will all be reporting that there's a flu epidemic in Paris. But Lille is just an inland city, so news about it might not spread that quickly. And if Lille is fine, I'll go back to Paris, too. Anyway, that's just the two of us. Don't forget my business."

After saying that, Du Lin took his little female dragon and went into the portal.

(End of this chapter)