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

Durin once again returned to the forefront, smiling and bowing to the audience before glancing at his feet, "The Array is still here, and I'm still Durin Alsh, this thing shouldn't fail, should it?"


On the giant screen behind Durin, the circle under his feet remained motionless.


At this moment, Angale walked up to Durin and glanced at the circle beneath his feet, "Shall I cast the spell again, to reassure everyone?"


"How about you ask me a question, and I try to answer it wrong," Durin said with a smile. "After all, once someone walks backstage, no one knows if the Durin on stage is still the same Durin from before."


In the end, Durin transformed himself into the form of a Bone Lich and then casually sat down.


This time, Durin used the bones of the Candle Dragon, and the pure white Soul Fire in his eyes spilled from the edges.


Chapter 236: Straightforward