Durin's Diary

Chapter 98 Do You Understand My Regret?

Standing on the street, Du Lin looked at the scenery in front of him, which was completely different from the Fan Linen neighborhood.

In the Van Linen district, everything is so orderly, the streets are spotless, the gentlemen are polite, and the ladies are kind and gentle. Everything seems as beautiful as a picture.

But in the Rocan district where the Past Life Bar is located, everything has changed. Seeing young unemployed people filling the street corners, the human world on the eve of the Industrial Revolution is filled with too much chaos and unrest. Before today, there has never been an era in which humans have used machines so widely to replace manual labor.

As a result, without job opportunities, young people become unstable factors, good becomes bad, and right becomes wrong.

Having too many children is wrong, and having too few children is also wrong. In the eyes of the strong, history is like a bitch. It can be understood and written as needed. It's really interesting, isn't it?

Standing together with the young homeless people are the self-reliant people. On the cold streets of Copenhagen, their clothes are not revealing, but for their livelihood, they always wear less than normal people, so little that even Du Lin feels cold just looking at them.

In such an era and such a background, it would be strange if there was no Northernism. Looking back at history, we can find that whenever there is an economic depression, human thought will enter a state of rapid growth. Why we live like this and what we should do are the eternal themes of life in this period.

In this world, Du Lin has seen wealthy aristocrats driving luxury cars, low-income people running bars, skin and bones in stores, homeless people on the roadside, and even a disabled beggar and her child.

Next, Du Lin felt that if he saw workers sleeping on ropes, child laborers who never reached adulthood, and laundry women who got up early and worked late for a few coins... it seemed like there was nothing to be surprised about.

After all, this is the old path that civilization has experienced. Some people say that the road of life is like a sea of ​​suffering, from which there is no escape or break free.

From ancient times to the present, it has never been news that the earth can eat people.

It was like this before, it is like this now, and I’m afraid it will be like this in the future.

After confirming the tram's journey, Du Lin jumped on the tram, showed his monthly pass, and went up to the second floor.

He noticed the middle-aged man sitting at the top of the stairs - he was wearing a gray windbreaker and a top hat, reading the Copenhagen Worker's newspaper in his hand.

When Du Lin noticed him, he was also looking at the people walking up to the second floor.

Du Lin noticed the doubt in his eyes. The middle-aged man lowered the newspaper in his hand slightly and asked, "Poole?"

He called out.

"I'm sorry, sir, maybe you got the wrong person?" Although Du Lin was a little curious, he still answered very politely.

This answer made the middle-aged man choke, and his expression immediately became very embarrassed: "I'm sorry, your voices sound different, but you are really too similar, especially this curly hair. My fault, I'm really sorry."

Du Lin smiled slightly and didn't take it to heart. After all, humans look exactly the same in the eyes of many grassland elves: "It's okay, sir, it's common for us to be mistaken for someone else." After that, Du Lin smiled and said goodbye to the middle-aged man, then sat at the back of the car with his eyelids closed.

Jason (The Postman) Kane
Postman Sequence 7: Night Walker

Attributes:
Power: 13
Agility: 14
Constitution: 10
Intelligence: 18
Perception: 15
Charisma: 17
He is just a stranger, why are you curious? Is it just because he mistook you for someone else?

Jason Kane, has a nickname called the Postman...interesting.

Du Lin remembered the middle-aged man named Kane. He watched him get off the bus in the West District, looked around for a while, and then headed into the West District without looking back.

West District - refers to the West District of Wuyou Palace. It is the same as the East District of Wuyou Palace. Because most of the residents are wealthy people and nobles, it is also called the Noble District.

This made Du Lin even more curious.

He didn't even look like a nobleman, so how could he enter the noble area?

When Du Lin thought about this, he felt that he might have thought too much. After all, the middle-aged man showed his ID to the guard at the west entrance, which proved that he was from a completely different world from those people.

It’s better not to think too much.

Du Lin felt ridiculous for his own suspicion and didn't think much about it.

………………

at the same time.

Jason Kane rang the doorbell at 651 West End.

An old man in a black butler's uniform opened the door. Behind him stood a silver-haired child with beautiful, thick, curly hair. The mixed-race child, with small arms and legs, smiled and nodded. "Welcome, Mr. Jason."

"Excuse me, Poole, your father hasn't come back yet."

"Yes, my mother's messenger just returned home. There was a little trouble over there, and they are still in a meeting. My mother also said that my father asked me to invite you in to rest."

"Thank you very much." Jason Kane put his hat on his chest and saluted, then walked into the house.

Count Corleone's palace is indeed magnificent.

"Welcome to the Corleone Mansion, Sir Kane." The old butler took the windbreaker and hat handed to him by Jason and placed them on the coat rack for guests at the door.

"Thank you, Spencer." Jason Kane smiled. This old butler was an elder in the Corleone family. As a half-elf, he had served the family for 121 years and was the most loyal servant of the family.

In the words of Poole's father, Mr. Roy, even if he betrayed the family, Spencer would never betray the family.

Speaking of Poole, Jason Kane looked at the child in front of him. He was the eldest son of Mr. Roy and Miss Lily, a hybrid of human and prairie elf.

If you look carefully, you can see that he is indeed different from the child in the car. In terms of height, Poole is taller, and the two children have different eye colors. That child has blue eyes, while Poole has a very special gray eye like his grandmother.

The most important thing is that the two children have curly hair, one is left-handed and the other is right-handed.

And one of them has horns and the other doesn't.

How could I be so short-sighted?

"Jazz, coffee, or tea." Standing in front of the tea table, as the future owner of this house, the future Mr. Poole stood on his own small cushion chair. As the host, he should ask the guests about their current preferences.

"Tea, thank you." Jason Kane replied with a smile.

Poole in front of him is worthy of being Mr. Roy's good eldest son. As the eldest son, he has gained a very good reputation since he was very young. Even those who are at odds with the Corleone family have to admit Poole's excellence. They can only sourly explain it as being properly born and raised by Mrs. Lily.

Maybe it's just like what the child said, in the eyes of humans, grassland elves are all similar life forms, similar height, similar appearance, and similar cuteness... Well, maybe there are one or two who are not so cute, such as Higgins from Utari's family.

That damn little bastard.

But the vast majority of grassland elves are always lovely. They have long lives and live freely. Although the Eastern Elf Territory is bitterly cold, the Northern Kingdom is superior in many ways.

"Tea, sir." The young boy handed the tea to him personally, and Jason took the cup.

"I recently read the book you recommended, Sir, People's Livelihood in the North. Living in Copenhagen, I've never understood how difficult life can be in the countryside. You and your apprentices have truly worked very hard and are truly remarkable." Poole sat down in front of Jason. He smiled, "I finally understand why my father left my brother to my grandfather."

"No, your father and I are just mortals who want to make this land a better place. It's really kind of you to think that way."

"But I still have regrets. My friends at the Art Academy told me that my brother scored nine points on his first test. If he had stayed, he could have shown it to me proudly. It would have been great, but... it's a pity." The young child sighed when he said this.

This is Poole, a young man with ideals, but he has gotten used to facing reality early on.

"Your brother won't blame you. I believe he is not a bad boy." Jason comforted.

"I heard he's a good kid, I believe him." Poole smiled and nodded. "Sir, do you need me to pass on a message to my father?"

"It's okay. We still have some time before we meet. I just came a little early to ask for some tea."

"Then please do as you please, sir. I still have studies to attend to. Excuse me." The future owner of the mansion stood up, said goodbye to Jason, and went upstairs.

Jason Kane looked at the child's back and thought of the child on the tram.

They are so similar, yet so different. Jie Lin feels that he may be overthinking it. There are not so many coincidences in this world.

How could that child be the same as Poole... He felt ridiculous for being so suspicious and didn't think much about it.

(End of this chapter)