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

"Lord Durin, please make a propaganda film for my church."


When Durin returned to Eternal Blaze Nest in the middle of the night, he unexpectedly met the elder bishop of the Church of Suffering.


He stood silently in the hall until Durin approached, then he expressed his wish.


The Church of Suffering, Durin had always respected, whether it was their attitude towards prisoners of war and war, or their kindness to the poor, were all examples of the divine Durin hoped to see.


So Durin let the girls go upstairs first, then asked the elder bishop to sit down, "What are your requirements?"


Durin had always respected the elderly, and for such an elder, Durin showed even greater respect, towards a life that had been so impoverished, how could Durin impose upon him.


Chapter 107: The Distant Bridge