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

First, Sir Durin and Old Shatter Bone had talked for nearly half an hour, which was unusual.


Second, it was normal for Old Shatter Bone to speak human language, but how could he also know Ancient Era Language and Changtangnese.


Lastly, when No-name arrived and Old Shatter Bone, Lord Ule, and Lord Durin toasted together, George was at a loss for words. 


Such an event, if told, would be believed by no one; even if he did tell it, it would likely bring about deadly trouble—certain individuals definitely wouldn't appreciate a gossip. 


That's what he believed, and he firmly thought so. 


This belief held until Lord Durin once again returned to the top of the city wall.


Accompanying him was Lord Ule Yarik, who seemed to have taken a holiday. He followed behind Lord Durin with a smile, occasionally greeting the old soldiers.


Most of these old soldiers had seen him when they were young, and they one by one knelt on both sides.


Chapter 182: Reunion