Am A Librarian Not A Servant Of The Demon God
Your uncle

"Sneaky and dangerous "rat" I'm afraid I can't even dream of it.

He was swayed among various organizations for decades without a problem. On the surface, he was just an ordinary intelligence merchant, but in reality, his eyes were scattered to various powers, and he could be called the king of that unknown dark country.

In the end, he died silently, without a trace, in a seemingly ordinary bookstore.

Died of his pride of "sharpness".

Alice's sat down again, but felt like sitting on a safety pin and needle.

His tea cup hands trembled slightly, and he could not help but glance at the gargoyle at the counter next to him.

A demon that had swallowed a living human in a very cruel manner just now had turned into a calm and pitch-black statue.

As if nothing happened.

The statue placed there did not even move its position, and crouched silently towards the door.

I just don't know if it's Alice's illusion, her blood-red eyes seem clearer ...

Alice looked at Davey, who was walking down the stairs like there was nothing, and thought, this must be a warning from the bookstore owner!

He must have seen Ryan's disrespect and suspicion a long time ago, but he didn't bother to point it out, and directly let the gargoyle kill this foolish and fearless man.

Disparaging.

He didn't even bother to do it himself, and didn't want to see the ugly appearance of this fellow who was struggling in front of death, so he casually looked for an excuse and left.

No, he didn't even make excuses. All he said was "five minutes is enough for some things." Isn't this when he talked about killing Ryan between ups and downs?

This ... is too in line with the temperament of dark witches!

Proud, graceful, cruel, vicious .. more cruel than hunters.

No wonder Wilde showed up here.

This devastating powerhouse that almost represents the image of a dark witch in recent years, I want to come to the owner of this bookstore, at least, will be a good friend ...

"What you just said, don't hesitate to say if you have any ideas, I'll try my best to help, you're welcome."

Davey smiled kindly at Alice's and sat back in his chair.

Alice's agitated, and took her eyes off the gargoyle in an instant, and said carefully: "No, it's okay, just think, can you lend me another book ... I'm sorry, my entourage is a bit rude just now, but please. You believe it's not my wish. "

At this moment, she felt perplexed, like a little girl who knew nothing. Rather than exterminating the cold-blooded hunter who had just swallowed the white wolf leader's base camp.

But when someone who had just spoken to himself was killed instantly by his side, there was no trace left.

Feel the terrible death in plain sight, It cannot help people experience fear deeply.

For Alice's, the scariest thing was that not only did Ryan not have room to fight back at the time, he also did not react at all.

In other words, assuming that the gargoyle attacked him at that moment, there was a high chance that he would yawn silently.

If he had respected Davey before, now it was a sense of admiration from the heart.

Davey laughed blankly and said, "What's the difference? I was originally a bookstore. If you want to borrow, choose it at will. Want to see the book on this shelf?"

"But everyone can only borrow three books at a time. If you want to buy, the price will be higher, and only books on the shelf behind you."

He pointed to the three rows of bookshelves behind Alice's, where all the books he had read and kept copies of them.

Alice's shaking. Where he dared to spy on this vast and mysterious library at will, but last time it was "Blood and Beast" he only stayed in the prologue.

Deeper still, he was afraid that his soul would go mad from the taboo.

Can only wait for further strength increases.

"Please recommend other books that are suitable for me. My desire is too weak."

He sat on a bench with his hands on his knees, carefully and authentically.

Obviously she was a mature and glamorous imperial sister in her twenties, but she looked like a pitiful and playful kitten now.

Davey felt that the attitude of this oldest woman was somewhat inexplicable.

Why didn't he leave for five minutes, he just looked like a tiger, and he spoke softly.

It seemed like the soul had been struck.

Davey thought for a moment, the only factor of change in this matter should be the subordinates who suddenly left in an emergency.

When he was upstairs, he vaguely heard a quarrel from below.

In that case, according to his guess, this subordinate very likely thought that it was inappropriate for young women to come to this broken bookstore.

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So I wanted to prevent the woman from getting away from her as a "liar", but Alice's already built up trust in her, so she refused.

In the end both of them broke up unhappily, and his subordinates might have gone home to report the oldest woman's rebellion.

Well, that's right, this is the oldest woman that can meet that bastard.

"Then, I have a book that I can recommend to you."

Davey stood up, pulled out the book from the shelf, patted the dust in vain, turned his head and narrowed his eyes: "By the way, your subordinates, his eyes are wrong."

"It's better to say less about things like absolute loyalty."

After the incident, Alice's also hesitated a little in her heart, and said: "But ..."

The power of runes passed down from ancient times by the White Witch, especially the brand of "loyalty", was very popular among high-level nobles and the rich.

Of course, the runes drawn by different magicians were also different, and only one person knew how to remove them.

If Ryan's brand fails, it means--

Haywood, the white mage supported by her father, would most likely sell the stripped runes to others without permission.

Davey handed the book in his hand and said in a low voice: "Other people are hell. You can never judge what others think, right? There is no way to fully reveal the human heart to you. Right now."

"The only thing you can count on and believe in is yourself."

"So, work hard. When you can't be crushed like steel, nothing can beat you."

Alice's reached out her hand to pick it up, looked at the cover and muttered: "Steel ..."

Davey smiled and nodded.

Yes, this is "How Steel is Made".

"Look further, if you can learn something from him, it will help."

"In this way, one day, when you look back into the past, you will not regret your inaction or the squandering of your years, nor will you feel guilty for being mean or vulgar."

"You have your own mission."

When Alice left the bookstore, standing in a trance in the rain, the words of the bookstore owner were still lingering in her ears.

He looked at the "Iron Will" in his hand and slowly turned the pages of the book.

In an instant, there was a nameless power that filled his mind and soul, making him feel that everything in front of him was invisible.

The track of the rain is clearly visible, the fine raindrop feet stretch into white lines, and eventually turn into droplets of decaying water in the field of vision.

A frantic wind blew through everything, and countless messy noises were caught in the wind, falling to the ears, a little whistle, and they became objects in the mind.

Swirls of clouds gradually gathered in the sky, rustling, leaves flying, wires swaying, people running, rushing water, breathing, heartbeat, blood, soul, ether ...

Alice felt her soul had been pulled out, but not completely separated from her body.

The soul is no longer the likeness of the soul. It began to stretch and stretch, like a huge octopus rising into nothingness, gradually expanding its countless tentacles.

Alice's was confused for a while, and then realized the current situation.

He instinctively looked at the bookstore, but he seemed to see a cloud of mist, and he seemed to see nothing.

He turned his eyes to the gargoyle.

Seeing that nearly a thousand souls were condensed on top of a small, dark stone statue, dense skeletons of varying degrees of damage gathered together, howling and roaring, reaching out to grab something.

Among them, the most conspicuous was the most complete soul screaming in pain.

Ryan, the "rat" who died of fate not long ago.

Alice's didn't see the "loyal" mark on her soul.

Heywood brand is indeed uplifted!

As soon as Alice's thought, the tentacles floating in the air had already rushed towards the distance, ensnaring Ryan's soul which was about to be assimilated by the gargoyle.

Snagged.

Alice's suddenly felt a piercing pain in her mind as if she was struck by a heavy hammer.

"Good……"

Alice's snorted, as if she had been hit hard, she retreated half a step and stabilized her body.

Suddenly he opened his eyes, looking at the courtyard in his hand, panting.

"Huh — it's him ..."

The hunter sensed a soul that had undergone abnormal changes - an octopus-like invisible soul still roamed behind him like a ghost, but could not leave its surroundings for a while.

And countless octopus tentacles were intertwined with terrifying souls.

That's Ryan.

He seemed to want to speak, his eyes widened, but his mouth was tightly shut by his tentacles.

"The indelible will of iron, the power that directly acts on the soul ... As expected, Mr. Davey, he easily changed the structure of my soul and infused an enormous ether. Now I can call it a real level of panic. The hunter was now, and in terrible conditions, it might not be impossible to fight against Destroy. "

Alice's muttered to herself, wiping the nosebleed with the back of her hand, but her iron gray eyes were very bright, and she laughed: "This feeling of fullness is really not bad."

All this was given to him by Mr. Davey.

Even if the bookstore did not open the door for him at that time, he might have been hunted down and there would be no follow-up.

Ah, it's no exaggeration to say that Mr. Davey gave him a second life.

Alice's heart rose and fell, and finally stood in the rain, stroking her chest and bowing towards the bookstore, silently revealing her submission and loyalty.

It is a tribute to the strong and willingness to become a subsidiary.

In Alice's view, since the other party had put in such great effort on her, she had increased her strength and eliminated the traitor.

There has been no active return request so far.

So most likely, you want to develop your own strength and gradually change the ecology of the hunter class.

His active loyalty must have been loved by the other party.

So why not do it more obediently?

However, after saying that ... Mr. Davey is completely unexpected.

He felt that in his present condition, even the etheric camouflage of destruction level might be able to see some flaws, but the camouflage on Davey's body was not abnormal at all.

He looked as ordinary as he observed with the naked eye!

It's so impressive!

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Davey reached out and picked up the picture book, sorted the order of the book, and returned it.

When he turned around and was about to return, Rian glanced outside Alice's, who seemed to have wiped his nose first, and then bowed to this side who looked regretful.

Davey pulled the corner of his mouth, took a while to tidy up the bookshelf, and slowly watched the opponent leave, feeling a little uneasy.

Hello there.

This guy ... doesn't have the attributes of a whore, does he?

Come to his bookstore so often, shouldn't it .. no, no, or not

Doing an impolite idea.

That's not good for both sides.

Davey shook his head, shaking off all imaginations.

Sit in his fixed chair, grab the book casually, and continue reading to pass the time.

It was the "Little Prince" who was very healing and heartwarming.

This story is full of philosophy. The story and principles she told were very soft and beautiful. This is a good book that Davey has read many times without feeling tired.

Davey was satisfied and decided that reading before going to bed today should be that.

"clattering."

"Welcome home."

After Davey finished speaking subconsciously, he was startled for a moment, and realized — there were other guests.

Ok? What good day is today?

The oldest woman is really a koi!

He stood up slightly and looked at the door, his eyes more sparkling, this time a completely foreign new guest came over.

But ... doesn't seem very friendly.

"explosions."

The door closed and the leather shoes fell off.

A heavy voice sounded.

I saw an old man who was casually wearing a suit and looked a little tired walking in from the door, his sturdy body completely blocking the glass window on the door.

In an instant, the light in the bookstore that was originally not bright, was blocked again.

Davey had to reach out and turn on the warm lights, then said with a business smile: "Hello, what can I do for you, you can read, borrow or buy books."

Under the light, the mountain-like sturdy body was reminiscent of Schwarzenegger, and the white hair did not make one think of him as an old man, and his tired and sharp eyes looked like a resting lion.

He entered, his eyes wandering, as if he was patrolling his own territory.

Davey couldn't judge the age of this guest for a while.

Then ... Uncle, it's always right to call uncle.

The uncle looked around, and finally landed on the gargoyle on the counter. With a winking gaze, he tapped on the counter and raised his eyes and said, "Are you the owner of this bookstore?"

Davey nodded: "Hey, uncle, that's right."

"..." - ".Joseph was silent for a moment, and took out a sentence from his teeth: "Uncle?"

Your uncle!

If a little knight came to speak like this, Joseph swore, he would smash the empty skull of that person!

His chest went up and down several times, but he swallowed a breath when he thought that he was just an ordinary person.

"Pop" with both hands on the table, looked at Davey, and said solemnly: "Gargoyle that

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