Half-step Purgatory

Durin stroked the black cat on the armrest of his chair, sitting on the black leather sofa. Through the glasses perched on his nose, his gaze passed over the long table in front of him and settled on the man kneeling on the carpet:
"I understand, you've made money in Naples, your business has been very successful, and you've led a happy life. You've had those secret police, friends in both the law and the underground, and even the Royal Family speaking on your behalf."
"You don't need a friend like me, I know that. You're afraid of owing me a favor, and you don't want to get involved in troubles."
"But now you come to me and say, 'I beg you, Mr. Durin of the Corleon family, please help me seek justice, so that my life and my family will not suffer and sink into despair.'
Yet, in your eyes, I was nothing more than a second-rate artist involved in movies and music. Even at the brink of death, you still show me such disrespect, not even willing to call me by my title... Keeper of Secrets."

Durin's Diary

Such audacity from the 'public' who were all too eager for a spectacle meant that when the fleet arrived in front of the southern port of Erikusa Island, several swift boats immediately surrounded them, with the leading vessel even firing a cannon at the bow of the ship where Duke Alessandro resided.


The cannonball struck the bow, splashing water that drenched many, including Duke Alessandro himself, who was the first to bear the brunt of it.


Big Orange was almost mad with laughter.


This sort of grand assault on the Dragon King Temple must have infuriated Duke Alessandro, so the next second, several Flame Explosion Spells from the Church Defense Army's wizards set that ship ablaze.


The members of the Circle of Truth were not idle either, with the Legendary Sirs casting several Ninth Ring Spell Formulas, sinking the remaining boats, then the fleet began forcibly coming ashore.


Chapter 164: The Building Named Truth