Durin's Diary

Chapter 1029 A Mistake Made

After the bishop of the Church of the Primordial Creator confirmed that Melissa was indeed resurrected and not a zombie, her Highhoof superior returned to his room in a state of trepidation.

Melissa's eyes slanted upwards—she clearly remembered that the tall hoofed man had jumped out of the window.

"You, how come you're not dead?" he asked with a somewhat embarrassed smile.

“God gave me a hand.” Melissa leaned back on the headboard. “Did that bishop say who it was?”

“He didn’t mention anyone specifically, but he did mention our Lord, the primordial creator. Considering your situation at the time, the other one should be the Grim Reaper. But I don’t know how there could be a third one. I can’t think of who he could be.” Director Gao Ti said, then, as if he had thought of something, he quickly waved his hand: “I didn’t mean for you to say who it was. The fact that you were able to get the three princes to come is a miracle in itself. I have to congratulate you.”

“It’s Dulin.” Melissa looked out the window. “It’s him.”

"How could it be him... He's become a god?"

“No, from the conversations between the gods and from my own observations, I didn’t sense that he had become a god, or that he had saved me.” Melissa selectively revealed the truth—it wouldn’t be a problem to say such the truth, because these were facts, but to say anything about her conjectures would be like she was asking for trouble.

“But in any case, he already has the power of a god, right? This is serious. I have to tell the royal family…” “By the way, tell them that this matter was probably not the work of the military orphans. We are still in a ceasefire period. Dulin has the power to control those below him and also has prestige among the military orphans. It is impossible for an individual to organize such elite gunmen to cause trouble.”

Melissa analyzed this to her chief—in her opinion, these were very likely the same assassins from the previous mysterious events.

As for the Orphans, they are indeed dangerous, but as she confirmed, there are indeed several factions within the Orphans, but they are all centered around Dulin. Even the leader of the largest faction, the young man with the 'Iron' cry, does not seem to reject Dulin.

On the contrary, he has even been studying with Dulin Big Brother recently.

In the past year or two, the proverb "Knowledge is power," which originated from the grassland spirits, has become very popular throughout the eastern region.

And that is indeed the case—aside from the rapidly developing Eastern Elf Territory, the United Territory and Dukedom under the rule of the sage Poole, which belong to Durin, are also developing rapidly throughout the entire eastern region.

Anyway, many people don't understand it, and those who do understand it will only feel worried about the patterns it presents—their extensive use of young people in their twenties and thirties, and even their use of young people in their forties in diplomacy.

Yes, in the field of diplomacy, forty years old is really too young.

These young men are not afraid of any extortion—Durin's legion has now become the most powerful army in the entire Western Continent. You can extort Durin's young diplomat today, but by the next day at the latest, Durin's legion can begin to assemble and advance directly to your border.

There is no comparison between the number and quality of the mortal legions and the number and quality of the superhumans. The support from the grassland elf mages has made the war one-sided.

Two months ago, Koblenz, a small country in the Central Union, was instigated by someone, and warned a young diplomat from Lublin to stop talking about the Central Union's human trafficking, or he would lose his head.

That very evening, border guards from Lublin and Switzerland stormed the walls of Koblenz, the capital, with their field artillery.

After the king was confirmed to be involved in human trafficking, his entire family was hanged on the lampposts outside his palace gates. Many officials and nobles joined in the festivities with the people. Eventually, there weren't enough lampposts, so they dragged many more to the wall and executed them.

No one could reason with this matter. Even Sidney's diplomat stirred up a hornet's nest by saying something harsh. The army in the Dulin family territory began to assemble overnight, and even the armies of Duke Alkin and Duke Alessandro were mobilized.

In the end, it was Mr. Poole who spoke a fair word that silenced the military leaders.

Of course, the border guards who invaded Koblenz did not retreat. Instead, they began a full-scale cleanup operation, claiming they wanted to give everyone in Koblenz a peaceful and prosperous future. Melissa didn't understand the meaning of "peaceful and prosperous future" in the Tang Dynasty dialect, but the various scoundrels in Koblenz were truly in dire straits.

"I understand. I will convey your message to His Majesty and the Queen." With that, the bureau chief turned and left—this time, at least he didn't jump out the window.

As Melissa thought about everything that had happened, she finally looked at her left hand.

The left hand is intact.

But before she lost her memory, her left hand was shattered by several bullets.

Becoming a god is such a wonderful thing, so why doesn't Mr. Dulin want to become a god?

There must be something very strange about this.

In Melissa's view, there was no situation in the world where she was smarter than Dulin, so if he was unwilling to become a god, then his becoming a god must be somewhat strange.

It's probably not very suitable for ordinary people.

At least she survived, so she's already won.

………………

After hearing the news brought back by Director Gao Ti, Gala Doran remained silent for a while, and finally she signaled to him that he could leave.

After he left, the queen rose in silence. She went to the side hall and looked at the old man kneeling there: "Durin has become a god. Cancel all plans. I will let my daughter with Hack try to get close to Poole."

"I'm sorry, madam, we were unable to complete your plan."

"My original plan was to seek danger and lure out the military orphan, but I didn't expect them to not make a move even at this point. Instead, our plan failed because of Dulin's return and renewed strength. This kind of trick can fool others, but it can't fool him. He dealt with all the people who knew about it."

The Queen frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "This young man, Pull, and the people around him..." "Should we get rid of them to pave the way for Her Highness the Princess?"

"Don't do anything foolish. I didn't tell you to do that. On the contrary, go and find out what gifts those girls like." With that, the Queen gestured for the old man to leave.

Then she walked to the door leading from the side hall to the garden.

There's a saying among the people of Changtang: if you can't beat them, you might as well be friends. And if you're going to be good friends, you should cater to their interests—that's perfectly normal, isn't it?

Unfortunately, plans can't keep up with changes; how did Dulin become a god?

But why is he unwilling to become a god?

That's really intriguing.

(End of this chapter)