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

Higgins had few friends in the Eastern Elven Territory, Durin was one, but apart from Durin, he really hadn't met anyone.


Karina should have had many, but unfortunately, she chose to marry Higgins, and thus everything was simplified. In order to conceal their identities, she would become a mentor at some academy in Lublin, just like Lady Marian.


Perhaps one day in the future, they would have children, but that was a matter for later.


Thinking of this, Durin sighed deeply in his heart.


"Definitely, Durin ah, even though he's an old thing that kills without batting an eye, the bit of compassion at the bottom of his heart never changes."


Durin said nothing, just smiling as he watched the newlyweds observing each other in the mirror.


At that time, Lady Marian came over, indicating with her eyes for Durin to step out with her.


Chapter 36: The Turnaround