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

Waiting until Durin, along with Anta and Reed, entered the Teleportation Gate.


The old sheriff drew the No-name's Holy Insignia across his chest, then he looked at old Enrique, "This is what you warned us about yesterday..." "Uh, sorry, what I meant yesterday was that I would take action myself, not let you face Durin, that would be too cruel."


At this point, Enrique patted the back of the old man next to him, "Don't worry, with Durin's arrival, your child will definitely be found. Even if they are to be sacrificed, your grandson won't be harmed before the ceremony begins."


The old man was in tears, but upon hearing this, he nodded somewhat comforted.


"Alright, old buddy, let's go. Let's go show those bastards from Claw Gang the greetings from the Grassland Elves." After saying this, Enrique also conjured a Teleportation Gate, poking his head in, and shortly after, a squad of soldiers in heavy armor walked out.


Chapter 275: Alignment Granularity