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

Rota Wanta and Zaiyigu's assassination attempt was something Durin had never anticipated.


Given that Savoy is a small country, and Zaiyigu is but a Second Prince, his older brother, though not his father's favorite these recent years, could not just be easily discarded. After all, he had over twenty years of governmental experience and was recognized by all the country's nobles.


Especially considering Zaiyigu, who is almost a decade younger than his brother, youth might seem advantageous, but he never assisted in governing the country or engaged extensively with nobles like his brother did from a young age. Among his entourage even included worthless individuals like Rota.


In Durin's view, Zaiyigu was more like a pawn.


However, when the intelligence agents from the Tri-Saint Society brought news of Zaiyigu's assassination attempt, Durin realized… that unbeknownst to him, Rota had already become a warrior.


Chapter 340: Dosem