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

"Sir Durin has been busy with his new film at the Eternal Blaze Nest these few days, which definitely proves that he couldn't have been the one behind the events of this period."


Rota looked at the intelligence in his hand and raised his head towards the King of Savoy.


He wasn't wearing his military uniform today, as he was on annual leave these past days, but as a member of the Military who knew Sir Durin, he had no choice but to come to this palace hall upon the King's summons.


What does it mean to listen to both the proclamation and the summons?


The King sat in front of his iron throne, his face thoughtful.


Meanwhile, his child Zaiyigu stood next to Rota: "Given Sir Durin's breadth of mind, if he had been behind these deeds, he would certainly have shown the damning evidence to the whole world."


This time, the old man on the throne was no longer silent; he pointed at Rota: "Go on."


Chapter 338: All Parties