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

Soul twin, this is seen as the most terrifying existence in the eyes of astrologers—it signifies that this person carries memories from a past life.


This is different from the chaotic minds of the Old Era, instead, it is a powerful being returning from the land of death with memories of a past life.


The two scrolls that were just presented, proved his identity.


"No, I must call Yishu over, this matter is too important, I must let him know!"


After regaining composure for a bit, Sherlosha Antotto slapped his thigh, opened the teleportation passage, and a squirrel on his shoulder scurried out of his hood and into the passage.


Finally enjoying his holiday, Yishu stood atop the bell tower in Lublin Town, gazing at the vast city before him, somewhat dazed.


The city wall his grandson had chopped open had ultimately not been repaired, but instead, was completely demolished.


Chapter 268: Hope