Durin's Diary

Chapter 89 The firing pin ignites not the primer, but a new era
It's still a bit chilly in the early morning in Copenhagen.

Du Lin pushed open the door, walked to the mailbox, and took out the Copenhagen Current Affairs Morning Post that had just been delivered this morning.

At just one glance, Du Lin saw the explosive content written on the front page headline - last night, the Oslo Autonomous Region was attacked by unknown forces, His Excellency Omrich Sario and His Excellency Salam Larni were seriously injured, and His Excellency Damani Wilp was killed in the battle.

My goodness, Damani Wellman, if Dulin remembers correctly, he is a legend, and should be a druid proficient in shapeshifting. How could he die?

What happened with old Enrique yesterday?

Thinking of this, Du Lin saw a Gintama roaring towards him.

Before the car stopped, Ambassador Qin Lun waved to Du Lin from inside the car.

Du Lin trotted to the front of the car and said, "Mr. Ambassador, what can I do for you?"

"Get in the car. Half the old guys from the Circle are at the embassy right now, and they specifically want to see you." Ambassador Qin Lun said, then looked around. "What the hell did you give the hunter girl? You threw a brick with such force that Damani Wilp was killed with one shot. Now the entire supernatural community in the Northern Kingdom dares not even fart, fearing that we'll come here to seek revenge and shoot us in the back."

"Steel core dumdum bullet, infiltrated with silver, with divine instruction inscription." After Du Lin answered, he walked to the other side of the car, opened the door and got in.

"Holy Instruction Inscription, do you know what nonsense you are talking about?" Ambassador Qin Lun looked at him with a look of derision.

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When Du Lin arrived at the embassy, ​​he found that old Enrique was still alive and well, except for a scar on his face.

As soon as he saw Dulin, he immediately gave him a hug and said: "Good boy, your weapon is so effective. If someone told me yesterday that a gun could kill a legend, I would have slapped him from the East to Savoy."

"I'll give Melinda a steel-core dumdum bullet, infiltrated with silver, and with a divine inscription." Durin had heard on the way how Damani Wilp died - the old druid, transformed into a werewolf, was ambushed by Melinda while chasing a vehicle. He was shot in the head, and half of the wolf's head was blown off by the bullet. Then the whole wolf body was engulfed by the holy flame, and the pure white holy flame illuminated half of the night sky of Oslo.

Death is truly dazzling.

Durin's original intention in making the steel-core dumdum bullet was to enable the bullet to more effectively impact the enemy at short to medium range when facing a target that could transform. The inscription of the sacred instruction was also Durin's momentary thought, but he couldn't resist and engraved it on the bullet.

The original intention was very simple - if the target's camp was good, then Durin didn't want to kill the good people by mistake. With a divine instruction, he might be able to wait for rescue if he held on.

If the target's camp is evil, that's fine too. At least it can die handsomely, and Du Lin can also shamelessly wish it a happy death every year.

In order to convince the old men, Du Lin had to engrave three times on the three bullets.

He succeeded twice, but failed the last time because Du Lin was exhausted.

There's no way, he's hungry. Du Lin hasn't eaten anything since he got up, and now he has a bit of hypoglycemia.

Only then did the old fellows understand from Durin's rumbling stomach the suffering of poor Elsh's eldest grandson who had not yet had breakfast.

Ambassador Qin Lun made Du Lin a cup of milk filled with honey and sugar, and asked the kitchen to prepare the most authentic meat pie for Du Lin, the kind that increased the quantity without increasing the price.

"I don't think we need to test it anymore. With just these two bullets, any unlucky guy on our Eastern wanted list would be dead if he got hit by one of them." Old Philo made a conclusion to the whole thing.

Of course, they also gave Du Lin a task - to make ten such bullets every month.

The Ring of Truth in the Eastern Territory has a long list with densely packed names, each of whom is the worst of the bad, the worst of the bad.

The old men of the Circle of Truth now have Durin's bullets, and are preparing to use them to provide the best hospice care to each of them according to the list.

The bad news is that considering that Du Lin is very rich, there will be no bonus.

Good news! The Engineering College has appointed Dulin an honorary instructor, with an annual salary of 30,000 yuan and no need to report. Dulin wasn't the first person to have the whimsical idea of ​​engraving divine instructions on warheads, but he was the first to succeed. Furthermore, considering Dulin's many creative ideas, a monthly supply of materials, including ancient metal plates and mithril, will be provided to him. Whenever needed, a wizard will be available to help Dulin open a portal directly to the military laboratory in the Eastern Territory's capital.

This is a good idea. Du Lin and the old men hit it off immediately.

·It is really a shambles.

Big Orange Sharp Comments.

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After Du Lin finished eating the meat pie, Ambassador Qin Lun found Du Lin again: "Mrs. Turing has woken up. She heard you were here and wants to see you."

As for Anta's mother, Du Lin really doesn't want to see her.

But she is Anta's mother.

Du Lin had no choice but to bite the bullet and enter the room accompanied by old Philo.

Mrs. Turing had a bandage on her head, a plaster on her face, and her body was covered with bandages.

I heard that last night, she carried the target from the second floor to the first floor alone, and then carried the target from the damaged vehicle to the safe area. She was hit by eleven bullets, and there is still an arrow head left in her body.

As soon as she saw Du Lin, the lady smiled and said, "I have to admit that it was your invention that saved me and many others this time."

Durin understood what was said - after confirming Damani Velp's death, the Oslo side returned the two captured Lynx lynx cubs and two grassland elves through secret diplomatic channels.

The Oslo Autonomous Region's meaning was very straightforward. Everyone was wrong in today's incident, but the fault was mainly on my side, so we surrendered. We will release your wounded, and we will no longer protect Reeves Saric. This matter ends here.

There was no other way. The fact that the Oslo Autonomous Region could have its own autonomy was entirely due to the three legends. As a result, in just one night, Omrich Sario was shot by Enrique with a pistol and had thirteen more wounds on his body (five penetrating wounds). Although he would not die immediately, the extra wounds on his body were not pleasant.

As a wizard, Salaam Larni bullied the opponent at the beginning of the battle because there was only one legend, Old Enrique, and he actually used non-instant spells. As a result, the Links cub who rushed out sprayed him with shotgun pellets and turned him into a fire man rolling on the ground on the spot. It is said that he is now suffering from severe burns and is receiving rescue in the Temple of the God of Savior.

The Dominion has the largest temple of the Twin Mothers and is also the Archdiocese of the North, but who would dare to send people here?

Damani Wilp's death was even more bizarre—subsequent investigations revealed that Melinda's bullet, fired from a rooftop 487 yards away, flew through the blizzard and killed him. A single shot killed him, and the holy flames ignited fear in all the ghosts and spirits of Oslo.

The Ring of Truth is not the kind of person who would not let go of anyone even if they were right. Since the other party has surrendered, they will not kill them all.

Moreover, this time it is also intended to scare the enemy - the Eastern Elf Territory is openly hunting down the remaining descendants of the Saric family, and before resisting, the local tyrants should think carefully about whether they have the capital to disobey the Eastern Elf Territory.

"It's nothing, ma'am, we are all serving justice." Du Lin said with some nice words.

Mrs. Turing smiled and shook her head. "I understand why my daughter likes a sweet-talking boy like you, but I won't stop you from now on. As for how Melinda became your collection, I don't want to delve into it either. But you'll have to explain it to my daughter one day, right?"

Wow, what does it mean that women have the most vicious hearts? This woman is so bad!
Daju exclaimed.

Du Lin smiled.

This bad woman really has bad intentions, and Anta must have known it.

It seemed that in order to avoid the fireball bigger than a human being, he had to write a 5,000-word self-criticism.

(End of this chapter)