Durin's Diary

Chapter 887 Exchanging for Fine Wine

Dulin got up early in the morning and took the two girls to the morning class at the Candle Dragon Pavilion.

This was the first time Lid had seen so many Candle Dragon cubs, and she quickly became face-blind—she had never seen so many Candle Dragon cubs so densely before today.

You could even say that she had only ever seen one Zhulong, Dulin, before; no other dragon species had anything in common with Dulin.

That's true. Since Dulin had nothing better to do, he simply called Lina over as well, and then used her to introduce the differences between the Western Land dragons and the Eastern Land dragons to the little guys from the Eastern Land.

As soon as the little female dragon arrived, she, like Lid, fell into deep thought—in fact, she was even more confused than Lid. With so many children in the Candle Dragon Pavilion, her single-minded brain simply couldn't process it all.

“This is more than I imagined all the children my sisters and I would have combined in a decade or so.” Finally, she gave in, sat down, and began to mutter to Melinda and Reed.

The rabbit girl smiled happily because she also saw the rabbit-like Zhulong.

To be honest, this made Dulin quite suspicious. What exactly was this Candle Dragon? In this small Candle Dragon Pavilion, Dulin had seen all sorts of Candle Dragons.

"Well, it's a long story. The Changtang family suffered great losses with the Zhulong back then, so they allowed them to reproduce freely, and all sorts of hybrids emerged. However, quite a few Zhulongs who inherited pure blood were also born." Chief Ping explained to Du Lin: "Now, the largest hybrid Zhulong in Changtang is you dwarf demons. I know you are called grassland elves in the Western Continent, but in Changtang, all beastmen are demons. For example, I am actually a hybrid bull demon. I don't have horns or a long tail, but bloodline testing shows that I have some bull demon blood."

Chief Ping said that in Changtang, you can see all kinds of mixed-race people. As for why, you have to ask the guy who created them back then.

There is reproductive isolation between most orc races, and only some of the same lineage can produce hybrid offspring. However, there is no such isolation between orc races and humans or elves. Moreover, among elves, dwarves like Dulin are the best carriers for hybridization. Their children with Zhulong can almost perfectly inherit all the excellent bloodlines and enhance them.

Pure-blooded Candle Dragons therefore largely sided with the dwarf demons. For example, in the incident involving the old man, all the Candle Dragons with some power signed a petition to protect him.

Firstly, because he didn't kill the wrong person.

Secondly, he was the first and longest-lived dwarf demon Zhulong. He dedicated his life to serving Changtang, leading generations of young people in bloody battles at Yumen Pass.

Of course, the height of the dwarf demon Zhulong is a perpetual sore spot for all Zhulong species, and it's a consensus among all Zhulong to never bring it up unless absolutely necessary.

Why? Because mentioning it would get you beaten up, or you'd simply be disliked by the dwarves.

Hearing Chief Ping say these things, Dulin found it somewhat amusing, but upon reflection, it was indeed true. Grassland elves don't like people mentioning their height, and it's perfectly normal for someone who exposes their shortcomings to get beaten up.

"Dulin, when are you coming back?" The little female dragon sat down next to her.

"What's wrong? I've only been gone a few days, and someone's causing trouble, or is there some kind of mess at home?" Du Lin chuckled, tilting his head to look at his little dragon wife.

"Everything's fine at home, everyone's doing well, it's just that something happened with Farol."

"So, what happened to the two secretaries?" Dulin wasn't worried about Secretary Ace. He had a contract with Madam Anne, and his own superhuman strength was quite good; he wasn't ready to die yet.

But Secretary Sora's words made Dulin worry about his health.

"It's not them, it's a maritime issue. I read in the newspaper that the Farol Maritime Patrol and the Austrian-Swiss Joint Anti-Smuggling Bureau somehow had a conflict in the Adriatic Sea."

“That tiny bathtub can cause a conflict? I can’t go back. If I go back, it would be like I’m using my power to intimidate people. Let my brother and the secretaries discuss who is right and who is wrong first.” Du Lin felt that this matter was none of his business.

Chief Ping agreed with these words: "Mr. Du Lin, it's really not easy for someone so young to think like this." Du Lin smiled: "To be honest, this kind of thing is obviously a dispute between law enforcement departments for some unknown reason. Since the two sides didn't fight, it means that the matter can be discussed. And since the matter can be discussed, I don't need to go back. If I go back, wouldn't that be bullying people?"

At this point, Dulin looked at the little dragon: "What else did the newspaper say?"

"It's nothing. In your words, everyone is still dancing and riding as usual, and your territory is still thriving."

What a wonderful sign of your progress! You've even learned to speak Tang language now.

Dulin smiled and stroked his little female dragon.

The latter was still a little embarrassed when a little dragon cub ran over: "Mr. Du Lin, this old master has brought Prime Minister Lin."

"Please let them in." Du Lin thought to himself, "You old man, you won the argument, but you still made this old man wait until now. What time is it?"

………………

As soon as the old man arrived, he recognized the little female dragon from the Dulin family—after all, in the Everburn Nest, Lina flew in the sky every day with Dulin's sister. Seeing the good things she made for the front lines in her alchemy workshop, plus Dulin's own sister on her back, even the griffon knights of the Church of the Primal Creators turned a blind eye to them under the Church's instructions.

The little female dragon flew in the sky with her little female dragon. It's not easy for children to find some fun, but at least they won't bump into people when they play in the sky.

"Good morning, Master." The little dragon recognized him too, and the moment they met, Lin Xiangguo, who had followed the old man in, was a little taken aback: "You're also a disciple of young Master Du Lin..."

"Yes." Although she didn't quite understand why the tailless monkey in front of her was hesitant to speak, Dulin's little dragon still patted her chest with a proud look.

Lin Xiangguo hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

But the old man clearly didn't want him to stop talking: "I've let you see the person, now you two can talk yourselves."

After saying that, he laughed and opened his arms to welcome the Candle Dragon cubs who were there to greet him.

This old rascal.

Du Lin smiled and raised his hand, and a chair sprouted from the ground by itself: "Prime Minister Lin, you must have something important to discuss with me today, right?"

As he spoke, he pulled out a bottle of Xilu wine: "Drinking tea every day is meaningless, let's replace tea with wine today."

After saying that, Dulin began pouring the wine.

“Yes, I went to see Prime Minister Luo yesterday. He showed me the video I had taken. Your new psionic master equipment is really useful. So I was wondering, do you have any insights about the navy?” Prime Minister Lin sat down. He didn’t say anything else and got straight to the point.

It's clear that Dulin's performance in the Army and Air Force has really worried the Navy. They are also genuinely afraid that Dulin will not help them because of past events—after all, Dulin's status as a descendant of the old man is undeniable.

"How could that be?" Dulin thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)