Durin's Diary

Chapter 952 Frowning

Dulin walked onto the stage with a smile.

As a dwarf goblin, he was naturally cute. Now that Dulin had ascended the steps, in the eyes of the crowd below, the dwarf goblin, who was inexplicably adorable, had been called onto the stage by his wife.

Screams immediately erupted, followed by comments praising how adorable it was.

Having been called an old dog, a butcher, and a murderer in his past life, Dulin still can't get used to being described as cute in this life.

Look how pleased you are with yourself.

Daju smiled but didn't offer much sarcasm.

Dulin stood on the stage and looked at Anta: "I want to stand there."

“Move a little further away, over to the target,” Anta pointed to the board.

Dulin stepped forward: "Do you need any protective spells?"

"First, I'll use Stone Skin, then I'll use Slinging Trick to let the children experience the way Western Land mages manipulate the elements."

"no problem."

Since Anta had said so, Dulin applied the Stone Skin technique to himself.

Anta chanted the incantation in a slightly slower tone, and a 'pebble' the size of a washbasin instantly took shape and flew towards Dulin.

Dulin didn't care and caught the pebble with his chest. It collided with Dulin's chest, was deflected, and then 'ricocheted'. Dulin used his Mage Hand to control it before it flew into the audience.

“Extremely ingenious.” Lan En, who was standing next to Anta, looked at the female Taoist priest beside her after speaking. She should be one of the powerful figures in the Taoist priest’s mansion: “What do you think, Sister Meng?”

“In my early years, I traveled to the Western Continent and met a Western Continent mage. When Lady Anta was chanting the incantation, she slowed down her tone, causing the pebble to grow larger. However, Mr. Dulin is obviously very powerful. Even with the Stone Skin spell, such a large pebble should have caused an impact, but I feel that he was unharmed.” The woman said, then looked at Dulin: “May I attack you with a spell once?”

"What kind of spell?" Dulin asked. He wasn't afraid of getting hurt himself, but he was afraid that the spell would be deflected if it hit him. If it was a ray-type spell, Dulin wouldn't be able to control it.

"It's a very simple palm strike. Even if it deflects, it's fine; I can cancel it directly," the Taoist master said.

"Alright, come on." Dulin felt that the person in front of him shouldn't be able to break through his defenses, so he nodded.

"Then please be careful." The female Taoist priest said before beginning her ritual.

Dulin raised an eyebrow, then watched as the woman opened her hand, and a bolt of lightning instantly condensed from her hand and struck out.

Dulin didn't sense any danger, so he let the lightning strike him.

You know what, it was itchy, like a physical therapy session. After Dulin finished experiencing it, he exhaled a small amount of heat and said, "I didn't feel anything."

"I activated the super magic effect, do you think it's okay?"

"It's nothing, just a little itchy."

Dulin spoke frankly to this person.

“I think it’s because Mr. Dulin is too strong.” In the corner where Dulin was sitting, an old master said with a smile, “Mr. Dulin, come down, I have something I want to talk to you about.”

"Alright." Dulin withdrew the Stone Skin spell, stepped off the stage, and sat down next to the old man.

“I heard your story at the Golden Hall a couple of days ago. I’m glad you can play with young people. After all, in my opinion, someone as powerful as you wouldn’t normally enjoy playing with children.” That’s true. However, Dulin’s background makes him an anomaly. He might find children too noisy or immature, but having lived two lives, he would never hold a grudge against children—that would be too shameful and beneath him.

"Look at what you're saying, it's a good thing to help the children broaden their horizons," Dulin replied with a smile.

This old master had white hair and a youthful face, making him look like a young man, but Dulin could now clearly see his strength.

To put it simply, before climbing the steps, Dulin felt that he was inferior to this old man.

There is always someone better than you.

"Since you've put it that way, I have a favor to ask: could you preside over an awakening ceremony for the children?" The old man looked at Du Lin with hopeful eyes.

"How did you know?" Du Lin chuckled. "Chief Ping told me not to tell you."

“I knew that scoundrel would do that.” The old man finished cursing with a laugh, and then explained how he knew: “Yan Zhenqing told me that you are a child who respects the elderly and loves the young, but you like to kill those in the middle. So he sent me to find you.”

Hearing Mr. Yan's evaluation of him, Du Lin smiled somewhat awkwardly: "Since Mr. Yan says so, then I accept it. I'm free these few days. How about this, how about I do it here this afternoon, and tomorrow I'll hold a show at the Candle Dragon Pavilion, and the rest of the children can go there."

“Alright, no problem. With you saying that, I can rest assured.” The old master smiled and extended his hand: “I am Zhang Menglai, and Mengping is my younger brother. He is the only one of my brothers who has awakened.”

Dulin paused for a moment, then laughed: "No wonder I felt like I'd seen you somewhere before."

"Then how about this, I'll have the cafeteria prepare a good meal for you and your wives, is that alright?"

“Then I shall respectfully accept your offer.” With that, Dulin extended his hand.

The old master smiled and shook hands with Dulin, then pointed to Anta on the stage who was explaining spells and incantations: "To be honest, your young wife is extremely talented. I heard that you two have known each other since childhood."

“Yes, we’ve known each other since we were little.” Dulin nodded.

Looking at his daughter on stage, Du Lin thought back to those days. Perhaps this was fate.

Thinking of this, Du Lin pointed to Miss Meng: "This one from your Celestial Master's Mansion is also quite talented."

"In the end, he can't compare to Zhulongzi. In terms of being a Celestial Master, Zhulongzi has too many advantages."

The old Celestial Master said so, but why didn't he say it? Du Lin pretended not to hear it—the grudges between the Celestial Master's Mansion and the Candle Dragon Pavilion were none of his business as an outsider.

A short while later, Du Lin saw the emperor's seventh son appear. He smiled and came to Du Lin's side: "I didn't expect to see you here today, young master."

"Why are you here?" Dulin asked curiously, since this young man wasn't a Taoist priest.

"I'm here to find a girlfriend today." He smiled and pointed to the second floor. Du Lin looked up and saw a little girl waving in his direction. You have to admit, she was quite cute, with silver hair. She was an elf.

Pointy-eared demon.

Thinking of this title, Dulin couldn't help but chuckle—if the High Elves knew that the people of Changtang referred to elves this way, they would surely be furious.

But there's nothing we can do about it now, since all the little goblins, big goblins, and pointy-eared goblins are here, whether they're elves, dwarves, or grassland elves, none of them have escaped.

Moreover, even humans couldn't escape the name "Chang Tang"—"tailless monkey demon" is a phrase used by various races to mock humans.

Even the people of Changtang themselves used it this way.

(End of this chapter)