Durin's Diary

Chapter 793: Lanshan
Leon Shivas is a middle-aged man with obvious elven blood. He is very thin and was wearing a college uniform when he came. The three young men who led him probably ran with him all the way. Now they are behind him, either holding their legs and gasping for breath or simply collapsed there.

It is obvious that one is a university professor and the other is a grassroots member of the Northernism movement in Sicily.

It seems that I can't win.

As soon as the former opened the door, he saw Durin sitting on the counter, and two vampires, Urjula and Klein, dressed in rags and with bruises on their faces, were using ointment to treat themselves.

And his child was playing chess with Du Lin's tail.

There is a connection between vampires, and when he saw Klein, he understood.

"Grandfather," he called.

"If I weren't a legend and had a secret life-saving technique, I wouldn't be your grandfather!" Old Klein cursed. "Where's your father?"

"He died. Thirty-one years ago, he and his comrades died in an operation in the Northern Kingdom."

Oh my god, how come even the vampires are embracing Northernism? Can you please not be so outrageous?

This time it was Daju's turn to curse.

Old Klein was silent for a long moment. Only then did he understand the reason from the young man's explanation. He was deeply shocked and looked at Durin: "My child, you actually sacrificed yourself for a life even lower than a blood slave?"

Du Lin almost couldn't hold it in. "Perhaps the future described by Northernism is too rosy, so rosy that it makes your child betray his class and identity. To be honest, I understand him very well, because life shouldn't be harmed like this."

"Is this the future?" Old Klein said, looking at his children. "Leon, my grandson, you are now a history professor, and your child, Minel, is a librarian. Oh my God, is this the future that the Nameless One told me about?"

At this moment, a grassland elf suddenly appeared in Durin's perception—no, it should be everyone's perception. He sat on the counter with a smile, reached out and stroked Minel's head, then looked at Durin: "Well done, we finally found this place."

"You know."

"Yes, I've taken over the children. They have great talents, and since they're orphans, the church will help them." Having said this, the Nameless One looked at Old Klein again. "I told you that the future will definitely be ruled by living beings. You didn't believe me, so I punished you by spending so much time alone in the grave. Do you understand your mistake now? Or do you still think you lost simply because you were inferior in skill?"

"I'm not a god, how could I possibly defeat you? But you're right. Cities are so huge now, and so full of children. I couldn't have imagined it before." Old Klein said this, looking at the Nameless Person. "I lose. Since I lose, I surrender. You can kill me or put me on trial, it's all fine with me."

"Your problem is that you place yourself above all mortals. In the turbulent years that follow, the young man in front of you will certainly want to unite all the forces he can, and there will be a difficult problem waiting for him in the end, so you can try to help him." Having said that, the Nameless Person smiled and began to wait for the answer.

Old Klein nodded in silence.

"Okay, in that case, you will follow Dulin and help him from now on. Minel, you will follow your great-grandfather and teach him how to live in this era. Don't let him embarrass himself."

"Yes, Lord Anonymous," Minel agreed.

The Nameless One seemed very pleased. He simply teleported to Durin's side and said, "Old Klein is a legendary vampire, much stronger than Ur'Ula. Although his strength has diminished from eating dirt over the years, I believe he will be a great help to you. Please use him freely."

Du Lin nodded and said, "I will, my lord."

"Well, I have to go. These are turbulent times, and I'm having some trouble with my family and my wealth."

The anonymous person disappeared after saying this.

Old Klein came before Durin and bowed his head. "Back then, I opposed the Nameless, whose power hadn't yet reached its peak, but he easily defeated me. When he was being executed by the traitors of my family, he gave me an opportunity, a chance to see the future. Now I think I have seized it. Lord Durin, I don't care who your enemy is. I simply want to see what kind of magnificent future will be created when living beings take control of their own destiny."

"It's not that magnificent." Du Lin laughed.

But Minel handed over the book "The Detective and the Doctor" written by Dulin: "Please take a look at this book."………………

On the way back to the Everburning Fortress, Old Klein kept reading a book.

Du Lin arranged a room for him, and it is said that he only read for one night. The next day, Uryula called him down for breakfast, and the old man had changed the book - also written by Du Lin.

"What do you think, great-grandfather?" Minel asked with a smile.

"That's right, but I feel the wording in the first book you gave me is a bit deliberately immature." Old Klein saw the problem at a glance.

Du Lin smiled and brought up the Sharo Beast Blood Soup: "Here, I made this for you, one bowl for each of you."

Old Klein was silent for a moment, then looked at Uryula.

Uryula knew Dulin's cooking skills, so he immediately took his bowl and started showing off.

Minel was the next to make a move. He took a sip, and his eyes immediately lit up. "It's delicious."

If the old dwarf Urjula had some possibility of being a role model, then the good grandson Minel naturally could not be fake.

So old Klein picked up a spoon, scooped out a piece, and put it in his mouth.

Then start showing off.

Du Lin thought that this was a special food developed according to the taste of vampires. As long as you are a vampire, you will never say that it is not delicious.

………………

After breakfast, Old Klein and his eldest grandson followed Uryula to the downtown area. His registration procedures had not yet been completed, but with Dulin's certificate in hand, he was not afraid of being arrested.

At this time, the two AIs finally spoke.

Dulin, what do you think of Minel?

Daju asked.

"She's only thirteen years old, still a child. What are you thinking about?" Du Lin said as he sat down on the balcony and began to enjoy the winter sunshine.

But he is actually a girl.

Eleven said so.

"I know." Du Lin was a little puzzled.

You always admitted your mistakes before! How can you quibble?
The two AIs refuted in unison.

Du Lin chuckled.

Yesterday I thought you two AIs were going crazy, but it turns out you were just trying to piss me off.

Which thirteen-year-old boy has several pounds of fat on his chest? I can tell the fact by looking at it from the side. I am not blind.

(End of this chapter)