Durin's Diary

Chapter 895 The White Rabbit Pounds Medicine

Having figured out the crux of the matter, Dulin was no longer worried—since we all agree on this, why not continue to keep it a secret?

Once there, Dulin felt that his back no longer ached, his legs no longer hurt, and even his laughter had become more energetic.

Back in his chair, while reading the latest news in the newspaper and listening to his rabbit spirit and the royal princess discussing skincare, Dulin, out of curiosity, asked the little girl a question.

Do you know who I am?

“I know, the merchants traveling from west to east bring news from the Western Lands. In those stories, you are the nemesis of human traffickers, a believer of the Two Nuwas, an interpreter of Northernism, the Duke of Lublin, the Grand Duke of the Great Woodlands, and the Protector of Austria-Switzerland,” the little girl sat up straight and looked at Dulin as she recited the names of the dishes.

After listening to the list of dishes the young girl recited, Du Lin couldn't help but sigh that Chang Tang, in terms of intelligence gathering, was really outmatched by everyone in the Western Continent.

Thinking of this, Dulin looked at the girl and said, "Don't just say nice things, say what you really want to say."

"Dulin." The little female dragon who was eating meat stopped eating for once and turned to look at Dulin because she could hear the magical elements in Dulin's words.

"It's alright, I just wanted to hear a little girl tell the truth. No matter what she says, I won't blame her. Besides, when have you ever seen me hurt an innocent child?" Dulin comforted his little dragon with a smile.

Lina thought for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

So she started showing off her meat again, and Dulin looked at the little girl in front of him and said, "To be honest, I don't blame you."

“You are too kind.” The little girl looked at Dulin and said in a fearless tone, “Many times, I don’t understand why you are so kind. You never hesitated when killing traffickers and drug dealers, but why do you forgive other enemies again and again?”

"Because human traffickers and drug dealers have crossed my bottom line of tolerance for living beings. Human traffickers sell people, kidnap children, turn parents' hopes into bubbles, and trample on children's future at will; while drug dealers trample on all justice. For them, death is the best gift I can think of."

At this point, Dulin stared at the little girl in front of him: "As for other things, I am the strong one, and I should give the weak one a chance to reform."

"Why?" The little girl seemed unable to understand Dulin's statement.

"Because the swords in the hands of the strong should not become tools for slaughtering the weak. Giving the weak a chance is the mercy that the strong should have. Those who do not repent, even if they are killed by the strong, have only themselves to blame."

"Aren't you worried they'll beat you?" the little girl asked with a curious look.

Dulin smiled at this: "How can someone who lacks confidence in himself be worthy of becoming a strong person? A true strong person must have boundless confidence in himself."

If you lack self-confidence, how can you be worthy of being called a strong person? If you want to kill an unknown child just because he disobeyed you, how can such a strong person be worthy of being respected by everyone?

The girl thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "You're right, so I've decided to keep my chances of disobeying you intact."

Dulin chuckled upon hearing this: "By the way, would you like some barbecue? It's really delicious."

“But eating meat will make you fat, my little aunt is very fat.” The girl said this with a deep look of worry on her face: “She was even ridiculed by Sun Tanhua, and because of this she gained two pounds in the harem.”

Upon hearing this, Dulin almost laughed, but then felt that laughing at this would be too cruel, so he held back his laughter and asked a small question: "Since she is so fat, why doesn't she exercise more to lose weight?"

“She gets out of breath after just a few steps and can’t exercise at all, so I have to control my weight.” The little girl looked at Dulin as she said this: “Is it okay for you to eat like this, sister?”

“No problem, I am a dragon,” Lina replied with a smile.

“We’re all dragons,” the little girl said, pointing to the dragon horns on Lina’s head. “But sister, you must be a Western Continent dragon, right? Do you really not gain weight?” “Yes,” Lina replied shamelessly.

Dulin wanted to expose her serious nonsense, but after thinking about it, he decided against it. Although his little female dragon had indeed gained some weight, she ate and moved around a lot, and when she transformed into a dragon and flew in the sky, she burned off fat. At least several times when she gained weight, she eventually lost it all through exercise under Anta's supervision.

Having a good metabolism is truly amazing.

At this point in the conversation, Dulin's little female dragon felt embarrassed to continue. She patted her belly, indicating that she was full.

Melinda, like Dulin, managed to suppress her laughter with her exceptional facial expression control.

Then Lina, being quite bold, asked if the little girl could take her out for a walk.

The chief secretary wanted to speak up, but his little princess was no pushover either. She suggested that it would be better to bring them all than just one, as she knew all the popular spots in Beijing and could make sure everyone had a great time.

"Alright, since you know a place where you can have a good time, then lead the way." Dulin stood up with a smile, then took out a gold ingot from his spatial bag and slapped it on the table: "This is for the meal."

"This won't do!" Boss Tong exclaimed anxiously.

It was the chief secretary who stepped forward at this moment: "Mr. Dulin is a legendary figure, so don't let his good intentions go to waste."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man stopped resisting and escorted Dulin outside.

“I also have many veterans under my command. I have great respect for both them and you, because you fought against the aliens and chaos with your mortal bodies. I will remember the sacrifices and blood you shed for this land.”

After saying that, Dulin reached out his hand.

The middle-aged man wiped his hands somewhat embarrassedly on his apron, and finally gritted his teeth to shake hands with Dulin: "Please, sir, do me the honor of visiting again sometime in the future."

“I will.” Dulin smiled and nodded, then patted his arm.

Once they were far from the alley, the young girl who called herself Xiangshu looked at Dulin and said, "You are very kind to the soldiers."

“Every life willing to fight for the land beneath their feet can defy me a few more times, and even if they want to kill me, I am willing to spare them once and listen to why they want to kill me.” Dulin was telling the truth—and he was truly willing to do so.

In this era, anyone willing to go to the battlefield and fight to the death against aliens and monsters will be respected by Dulin.

So even though they wanted to kill Dulin, after he was subdued, Dulin wanted to hear why they wanted to kill him.

Because he was genuinely curious as to why a soldier would think of assassinating a living father who was willing to make weapons and provide supplies for them.

If they were misled, Dulin wouldn't mind wiping out the entire families of those schemers and letting them achieve their desires.

If Dulin really did something wrong... Ha, how could that be? A hero can turn into a dragon, but Dulin believes in himself... He will always be the same person who fought for his ideals that night.

He would still give the assassin another chance.

Because, as the saying goes, a strong person who lacks confidence in themselves does not deserve to be called a strong person.

(End of this chapter)