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

"This is indeed a valuable piece of information."


Others feared the automatons of the Old Era, but Durin had Ceres number eleven.


So, after settling the girls, Durin returned to Lublin, where, upon hearing about the matter, Ceres Number Eleven ultimately decided to provide Big Orange with a set of his backup databases.


In other words, Big Orange now also carried a copy of Ceres Eleven. Considering the danger, Durin, alone with a single bag, took Kelsey into the mountains.


The family indeed had not lied. Following the boundary line between the coniferous forest and the broadleaf forest, Durin walked westward for three days and, after crossing a mountain, saw an Old Era tower atop a distant snowy peak.


"It doesn't seem like the 'Eagle's Nest' you mentioned, because I can't find any possibility of Griffins' presence."


Chapter 108: Using the Mountain as the Hull