Durin's Diary

Chapter 778 After Autumn
What is efficiency?

At dawn the next morning, the chief monk of the Church of the God of Suffering fell silent as he looked at the six metal cans in front of him.

The dwarf named Wellington Littletoe spent half an afternoon and an evening finding five metal cans from the underground river that flows through the entire city. Each metal can had been purified and had once contained the virus created by the kind grandmother Noggle.

The evil god's tricks don't end there. In addition to the top of the castle in the center of the city, there is actually a hidden crucible on the top of a mountain in the suburbs further north. During this period of time, the wind blowing from the north coast is enough to carry the viruses all over the city.

Unfortunately, all these tricks were ruined by Lord Durin and his necromancy 'subordinates'.

Now, colleagues in the Church of the Original Creator are discussing how to reward those necromancers.

Just pardoning is not enough - after all, they were the ones who contributed the most yesterday.

First, the elf who called himself Gray Eyes found several strongholds of Chaos believers in the sewers - they naively used the sewers, thinking that no one would care about this place at this time, but they did not expect that although no one had time to go to the sewers, there were also non-humans who had time to go to the sewers.

So in the end, the bodies of these Chaos believers and a few captives who were left behind were dragged out of the sewer by Huitong.

The eight-pointed star Chaos tattoo on the corpse and the faction detection of the captive both indicate that this necromancer is not suspected of killing innocent people and taking credit for his crimes.

Mr. Negan had helped the Church of the Original Creator last time. This time, he used the undead crows under his control to find two teams of Chaos Cultists who violated the ban and spread the virus on the streets in the middle of the night. The patrol team could not find them, but their sneaky behavior was visible to the undead crows.

As for Theodore, who helped the church and the medical center sent by Mr. Durin in the second half of the night to start researching targeted drugs, the virus created by the kind grandmother was very dangerous, but as long as targeted drugs could be found, more people would be saved. The joining of Mr. Theodore made everyone in the medical center praise him highly. Mr. Theodore was a member of the Vienna Medical Association and a professional in fighting viruses.

"Besar, Marquis Jaden Hogan, what do you think we should do?" The bishop of the Noble Church came over.

As the news of Lord Du Lin killing the big demon spread to the top leaders, and as the death toll dropped significantly this morning, when Lord Du Lin cured the disease with his medicine, some people would be rewarded and some would be punished.

"He must be punished. Such a nobleman cannot be allowed to stay, my old friend. I don't know what you and your church think."

"I also think he should be punished. If he is not punished, the nobles in this world will become presumptuous. He escaped when Lille City was in the most critical moment. It was Durin who came here as the Protector of the Country and risked his life to kill the Chaos Demon. This is really wrong." The bishop of the Noble Church also agreed.

"When will he come?" Besar said this and noticed that his old friend John Box from the Church of the Original Creator was coming over. The old man looked a little sick yesterday. Everyone knew that the old friend was tired, and they were ready. If he collapsed due to exhaustion, they would draw lots and whoever was luckier would take over.

I didn't expect that Lord Du Lin would come. In just half a day and a night, the disease was cured.

"You look much better." The old friend from the Noble Church smiled.

"Yes, when I woke up this morning, I found that the air no longer had the strong burnt smell that we had in the second half of last night." Having said that, the old man took the report handed over by his subordinates: "It seems that our Lord Durin did something big last night. How come no one reminded me?" "You finally fell asleep yesterday, and none of us wanted to wake you up. After all, if you fell down, we old guys could still pick one to take your place. But if you died and a young person came up, then the young people in your church would be able to use the excuse of respecting the elderly and loving the young to drive us all aside." When Besar said this, he laughed with his old friends in the Noble Church.

The latter had laughed enough and started discussing the issue of Marquis Jaden Hogan.

Hearing this name, the old friend's face turned ugly. "He must die. The Clegane family must give an explanation to the innocent people in this city! Otherwise, there's Marquis Jaden Hogan today, and what about tomorrow? And the day after tomorrow? If even nobles can become deserters in this land, then what qualifications do they have to treat military orphans like that? If the Clegane family disagrees, then let Lord Durin come!"

"I agree." Besar nodded and looked at his old friend: "What about you, my old friend."

"The Church of the God of Nobility protects the nobility, but will never allow cowards and traitors among the nobility to trample on their dignity and honor."

Now that the idea has been decided, there are only two questions left.

1. Where exactly is Marquis Jaden Hogan, the scum among the nobility and the coward among the living?

Second, where is Doolin Elsh, the aristocrat who doesn't look like an aristocrat and the toughest of the tough guys?

The former escaped to an unknown place through the teleportation channel five days ago, and the latter... The three old men finally heard through the messenger that Du Lin was inspecting the bakery.

Yes, this young man has always looked down on the nobles, and this city has just suffered a great disaster, and the people are unstable. Although borrowing a few nobles' heads is a very cruel method, it is also a very effective method.

And even kind old people like them would not like those fools who try to deceive them at such a time.

But when they found Dulin, the young man had already checked nineteen bakeries, and all the bread was good. Dulin took a bite of each one and then fed the rest to Lina behind him.

Although this little female dragon from Silver Dragon Mountain had a good appetite, she couldn't stand being forced to eat like this, so she rolled her eyes helplessly.

Obviously, everyone knew that Lord Durin was a smiling but dagger hidden in his heart, and was an outstanding example of a person who looked kind but had a hard heart, so no one dared to joke with his own life. Old John could tell at a glance that there was no more than 10% sawdust in the bread.

"Sir Durin." He walked over with a smile and took the bread from the young man. "I've been looking for you since I got up. Finally, I found you. Your bread is mine." After saying this, he smiled and took a bite. "Yes, we ate bread made from sawdust when we were young. This is much better than that."

Lord Du Lin smiled until his eyes narrowed. "You look better than yesterday. That's great."

"It's all thanks to your help, sir. By the way, sir, can you tell me how long the bakery will need to provide food for the citizens after this epidemic?"

(End of this chapter)