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

When the intelligence from Sidney lay on Secretary Sora's desk, the old man looked at its contents, resting his chin in his hand, and finally slid the report across to an old friend.


Secretary Ace glanced at the information, "Grassland Elf Magicians are not considered part-timers, which means Durin's first profession is actually the Formless One, and his second profession has the strength of a Transcendent profession, similar to that of a Sword Saint. It's likely a legacy from Chang Tang, probably bequeathed to him by his relatives. If I remember correctly, Pool and Yelena mentioned that their mother is now at the Eternal Blaze Nest, and their sister activated the Candle Dragon bloodline, coming from their grandmother's lineage. It's very likely that he passed on this profession or pathway to Durin."


Chapter 21: The Days Go By One by One