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

Burgas is located to the northwest of the Great Wilderness, just an arrow's shot away from the Foresty Land. Thanks to its unique advantages, coupled with the fact that the transit port for timber shipping from Durin's territory in the Foresty Land is here, as soon as Durin and his people arrived, they were immediately recognized by the Mages at the teleportation center.


Hearing that they were here to find the City Lord, they even enthusiastically showed Durin the way.


Durin looked at the castle on the distant hill: "People really do live in castles these days, huh."


"Yeah, the Green-skinned Orcs had also landed here before; those who didn't live in castles are all dead long ago." Lina spat: "You've corrupted me."


Chapter 281: Sorrowful Separation