Am A Librarian Not A Servant Of The Demon God
rain Night Guard

Davey thought for a moment, and there was a spare deck chair in the basement. Although it is not suitable for sleeping because it is too narrow, it is not a problem to lie down for a while.

Davey immediately went to the basement and moved the recliner up there.Because all this time he always kept the habit of cleaning the basement periodically, it is not dirty and can be used immediately.

"While I thought this was heavy, I didn't expect this guy to be so heavy ..."

When Davey grabbed Joseph's arm and tried to lift people off the ground but failed three times, he was well aware of his mistake.

"It's almost like a two-meter-high brown bear, with steel-like muscles all over its body ... Absolutely outrageous!"

It was not the same as now across the counter, when Davey was sitting and Joseph was standing, the difference between height and body shape was not so clear.

But now, Davey really felt the feeling of facing that super big beast.

At least two meters tall, muscle lines stacked like sharp and angular beams, and fists as big as real sandbags made one wonder if they could really blow people's heads with a single blow.

At an age when her hair was all white, she had a terrifying physique.

Usually, those who are thin and thin like Mr. Wilde are the real parents .. right?

Davey looked at Joseph lying on the ground with a headache.

This how do you do it?

Definitely not good to be left alone, if there are other guests can try to help.

But now in this spooky weather, where did the other guests come from?

"Oh, forget it, even though I'm sorry, it wasn't my intention to do such a thing. I hope you can forgive me."

Davey made a sincere apology for his disrespectful behavior.

Then he reached out his hand .. grabbed Joseph's coat collar, dragged the bear-like heavy body, slowly moved to the recliner, and put it on.

"Bang!" Yells out.

Joseph's right arm fell onto the metal armrest of the deck chair, making the sound of heavy metal falling.

Davey was startled, then lowered his head to look at Joseph's open right wrist.

The silver-white metallic glow was striking under the warm light, and the smooth texture like scales carried a unique beauty, showing the highest level of skill of this robotic arm.

Davey's eyes suddenly turned This uncle, like Mr Wilde, is a cripple? !

In addition, this kind of precision mechanical prosthesis should not be used by ordinary people.

Davey also knows quite a bit about this type of mechanical prosthesis.

Curious about the science and technology of the world, as well as the instincts of folklore majors, he has investigated this new technology extensively.

To understand the thoughts and habits of the people of this world in depth, and to facilitate better integration.

Although Azir was roughly Earth-like in the 1980s and 1990s, its level of technology in machinery and biology far surpassed that of Earth, and several strange technological trees have been developed.

Mechanical prosthesis is one of them. However, the usual style of this kind of gadget is also a high-end product, which is inaccessible to ordinary people and cannot afford it.

Not to mention Joseph's body.

Money cannot buy it.

"The accuracy and weight of this level definitely exceeds the level needed in everyday life."

Davey silently thought: "Added to this uncle's incredible physical strength and that incredible aura, could it be ..."

He felt that he had touched the true identity of this uncle.

"He's actually a retired senior officer?"

Davey nodded while thinking.

Right, he had been in contact with several soldiers before, and he felt very similar to this uncle.

There is natural violence and integrity.

Thinking like this, the pent-up fatigue he showed earlier was actually probably because he was exposed to TSD (post-traumatic stress disorder) after he got off the battlefield.

And this missing right arm is his glory on the battlefield!

"It's worth it that he puts on a weird expression when I talk about joints."

Davey suddenly realized this moment.

Mechanical prostheses are all metal-structured, but can move freely but rely on their own nerves to access the bionic nerves and muscles of the prosthesis. The core driving force is electricity.

Davey didn't know the specific operating principle of this thing, but he always felt that this series of explanations had a sort of goblin technology sense that "I think this should be possible".

However, Davey was very impressed - the metal joints on his joints were easily shorted due to moisture, so the effect of rain on the prosthesis was almost the same as rheumatism.

"I don't think it's reliable. Hey, he's unconscious because there's a problem with the prosthesis.

? ik?If there is an electrical leak all the time .. it will also affect the nerves. "

Davey sighed and slipped Joseph's arm back.

He took two steps back and looked at Joseph, who was "caged" in a narrow recliner, with the bookstore's dim lights and the sound of wind and rain outside.

"Why do I suddenly feel like I'm doing something weird ..."

For a moment, Davey vaguely felt like a butcher on a rainy night.

That is, killing people on a dreary rainy night, then dragging heavy corpses, doing some hidden things in a gloomy store to hide the truth, staring at the corpse in a daze, and then, the long bloodstains on the ground were extremely frightening.

This feeling.

"what."

Davey shook his head and laughed, his imagination is really a little rich, why would anyone think so ...

He has a gentle and friendly temperament, good character and enthusiasm.

Even in this seemingly misleading scene, it is absolutely true, and you are not afraid of shadows.

Davey straightened up, and suddenly discovered that the "Little Prince" was still tightly held by Joseph, and he did not let go even when he fainted.

He smiled faintly: "The iron-blooded person will have fairy tale dreams, so sleep well."

"Hey!"

Suddenly, Davey heard a faint sound like something had fallen from a bookstore.

He was surprised and turned to look.

It seemed like a figure was passing quickly outside the gray window, and he shouted softly as if he was frightened, as if he was covering his mouth tightly.

"Is someone there?"

Davey frowned and asked. He walked to the door and opened the door, but there was no one outside, only a black cat that ran awkwardly in the rain in the distance, and immediately disappeared.

"What's? It was a cat."

Davey waved at the kitten and smiled: "Outside it's very dangerous, pay attention to safety, hurry home."

"Damn it! Goddamnit! Goddamnit! How did this happen ?!"

The black cat's face humanized with panic and fear, and his eyes panicked. It flowed amidst the rain, breaking through the torrent of rain like mist.

After running for some time, the exhausted black cat suddenly tripped.After turning around, he got back up, and continued running awkwardly for a few steps before hiding in a small alley.

"Whirring whirring ……"

The black cat shook the water droplets on the fur, and looked out carefully, only to find that no one, who was slightly relieved.

It collapsed and sat on the ground.

"Transfiguration is active !"

The black cat's breath gradually calmed down, and its mouth opened, and several sharp youngsters in a period of voice change sounded.

Morrison Greg with short brown hair and freckles, which can turn into a cat.

Investigators from the Secret Tower Intelligence Section are currently on duty for a year.

Although he was young, he was far superior to ordinary people in terms of transfiguration skills, so he was qualified for independent duty.

This time the situation was very different, He was originally in a period of rest, which was equivalent to a vacation, and did not take over the task.

But Greg hears that this time, the former great knight Joseph, due to Wilde's danger, refuses to follow all the personnel and comes to investigate him alone.

As a star pursuer who joins the Intelligence Division for Joseph, Greg knows full well about the deeds between the great knight Joseph and the dark wizard Wilde.

Curious and worried about the idol, he meticulously followed Joseph into this bookstore.

Of course, he gave a full game to his skill. Depending on the safe distance along the way, do not allow yourself to be exposed.

Until now, not too long ago. After waiting for about ten minutes outside the bookstore, Greg was just about to take a look at what was happening inside.

As a result, I saw a very scary picture!. Glorious knights of destruction, invincible holy fire, half-length steel humanoid monster——

He actually curled up in pain in front of the counter, as if injured, and then fell straight down!

Greg swore he could see clearly with the cat's eyes. A second ago, Joseph was still chatting and laughing with the bookstore owner who looked friendly, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

The next second, Joseph lay on the ground like a hard punch. And the bookstore owner jumped out from behind the counter, then stretched out his hand to control the blood of the knight's life, and made some strange moves - Greg swore, this must be evil magic!

Soon after, the bookstore owner had neither mercy nor mercy, and violently dragged the knight who knew nothing about life or death into a narrow container, which was a little, and whisper cold irony to him.

"The iron-blooded also have fairy-tale dreams"?

Was he mocking Lord Joseph's carelessness in attending meetings alone, was he childish like a child?

Or was it just an illusionary dream that the Secret Tower was clearing all the darkness?

"Damn, he said, 'Sleep with peace of mind.' Did he want the invincible Shengyan to fall into an eternal slumber ?!"

Greg shivered.

too scary!

What is even more frightening is that this has become half the truth ...

"What's going on? Who owns this bookstore? How could Lord Joseph fall even without resisting?"

Greg's heart was numb, his face was pale, and his body was trembling, feeling like he had escaped death.

No, not like, he just came back from the brink of death.

He could not forget the feeling of a heart attack when he accidentally dropped some debris outside the door due to his anger.

The bookstore owner could obviously catch him directly, but he just stopped in front of the bookstore door.

But he knew that the bookstore owner had seen through his disguise.

"Is this dangerous?

Yes, the real danger is here.

There is only one road to "security" - "home".

The owner of the bookstore intentionally let him go, and wanted him to report the letter!

Maybe it was a warning, maybe it was a provocation, maybe it was a mockery.

But now he had no choice ...

Joseph has fallen!

Now, only he could tell the secret tower.

Morrison Gregg's.

Investigators from the Secret Tower Intelligence Section are currently on duty for a year.

He has had the toughest mission so far.

He held back the fear in his heart, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, turned into a black cat again, and rushed towards the secret instrument tower.

...----------------...

Joseph had another hallucination.

There was an endless starry sky and void in front of me, The dark sky was filled with big and small stars, flickering.

Hundreds of millions of light-years away, the cycle of stars between birth and destruction.

The concept of time is disappearing.

In this sea of stars, countless giants sailed among them.

Many times this great shadow would flow from here to reality.In Joseph's eyes, the two spaces overlapped, forming a strange and beautiful image.

It was as shocking as a blue whale moving between cities.

But this shock is, oftentimes, painful. It would therefore destroy cognition and plunge it into a kind of fear of the unknown.

And the magic sword Candela would travel tens of thousands of years and send a painful and distorted roar to this starry sky.

Joseph sometimes felt like a baby thinking about his mother. To be honest, the magic sword of Candela's guard, to her, was like caring for a disobedient child.

It was difficult for him to understand the child's emotions, and he was increasingly unable to discipline him due to aging.

But this time it was different Joseph held a book in his hand, a book that did not look thick or large.

"Wow..."

The pages of the book opened quickly, and an indescribable taboo language passed.

"Those who stare into the abyss will also be watched by the abyss, and will be recognized by the abyss ..."

"Wait ... wait .. God damn it! The trap! Ughhhh!"

Joseph woke up instantly due to the piercing pain in his brain, and felt his head swell up from receiving too much information.

In the violent emotions of the Magic Sword, there was a glimmer of excitement and excitement, and Joseph's pain quickly subsided.

Why am I happy about this book?

Story ... is for kids!

Joseph opened his eyes sharply.

He stared blankly at the unfamiliar ceiling, trying to move it but found that he seemed to be stifled.

He lowered his head slightly, and he held a "fairytale" in his hand.

Is it a fairy tale ...

"Well, uncle, are you awake?"

A familiar young voice came from nearby.

Joseph turned his head and saw the familiar smiling face.

He shook his head, felt the headache had disappeared, and reached out to support himself.

Joseph turned to look at Davey, sat down, and whispered, "Thank you."

CONNECT...................!!!

(it's crazy to write 11,000 words a day, although tired but the cave is cool because of the love of school holidays for a week.

oh yes, thank you who want to see this novel even though it is still a little but Mimin try on holidays, mimin make this novel more.)

so don't go anywhere yet.