Am A Librarian Not A Servant Of The Demon God
Melissa

"s-rank"

A, P, D, S. Abnormal, Pandemonium, Destructive, Supreme.This is the Highest rank!

Claude licked his lips and asked flatly, “Teacher, what exactly happened? The owner of that bookstore..”

"Is there anyone else beside you?" Joseph's stern voice rang out at the end there.

“Eh... uh, yes.”

Claude glanced at the black cat that was already on the verge of fainting from its tight grip. "Sorry Master, I'm negligent!" claude replied before she gave a quick cut to the black cat's nape, knocking him unconscious.

“If you know that you have been negligent, then why don't you shut up and run your errands? Should I send you to the Northern Highlands to become a potato farmer? furious Yusuf.

"Please don't! I'll deliver your order soon!” Claude shook his head. He knew that his teacher was angry. But as the proud disciple of his teacher, he had plenty of experience dealing with this grumpy old man.

His teacher had a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Although he looked ferocious and had a fist that could crush one's skull at any time, in fact, it was, he was someone who would stop and feed wild animals by the roadside and even pretend to stroke their heads by accident.

Joseph was scary when he was angry. But as long as the instructions are followed and everything is done correctly, everything will be fine. This was just a tactic that Joseph used to get things done quickly.

Claude told the members of the investigative staff at 23rd Avenue to immediately retreat, and diverted them elsewhere.

Half were asked to be on standby while the other half were dispatched to monitor the activities of the hunters. Afterwards, he contacted the personnel in charge of the intelligence branch's archives.

The most important work of the intelligence branch of the Secret Rite Tower was to oversee the various powers and there was a huge archive in each and every one of those powers.

The list announced by the Union of Truth each year requires references from the archives of the Secret Rite Tower. So, every year, the Secret Rite Tower would earn a very high amount of money from the Truth Union as compensation.

In general, in accordance with the rules, creating a new file requires a thorough investigation by a higher level and will take longer. But, Joseph was originally one of the ten Great Radiant Knights.

Now, among the ten Great Radiant Knights, half of the current horde was junior Joseph and other than the three older ones, the others would give him face. Therefore, after this information was accelerated to the higher-ups, it was approved faster.

Teacher, a new S-rank file has been created, you just need to fill in the details personally after you return, Claude reported.

Bang out!

The door slammed open violently. Claude turned around and saw a white-haired old man in a suit stepping in.

“Good,” Joseph threw his phone handle onto the sofa and took off his coat before asking, “Who was next to you earlier? Remember to use sigil 'Forget'.”

Claude lifted the black cat. “A member of our branch investigation staff. Morrison Greg from squad four. He came from a family of influential magicians and was extremely talented in transformation techniques. Uh, there's something else that's a little special. She is your fan.”

"Fans?" joseph exclaimed with a strange expression on his face. However, she quickly returned to her expressionless self before sitting at her desk and turning on her computer. "I have fans everywhere."

Claude replied, “Err, he is a member of 13 Indomitable Sacred Flame fan clubs and spends about 300 million a year on fan activities, including last year's 'changed Abraham Joseph's name to the official golden list of Truth Union'. I think he is considered a big fan.

“……”

Joseph stopped entering the file details and stared at the black cat on Claude's arm. He folded his hands and pondered for a moment. "He's the one who did that?"

"Yes the teacher."

“The family of influential magicians is rich. Don't you think so, Claude?”

"…Yes Master."

“Especially when spending money on meaningless things. Why not just give the money to their idol. Think of it as the cost of close interaction. He'll be happy... Hmm, let's recruit him as a knight apprentice on probation. Move him from the investigation department to here.”

… Shit! How could there be such a vile and greedy Radiant Knight who even wanted to cheat children's money! Claude swore secretly to himself.

But he did not show all that on his face as he nodded. "Understanding, I'll arrange it soon."

“Good, we can save the cost of erasing his memory as well,” Joseph said as he continued to enter his file details.

“S-ranked zone 0113: Norzin Upper City District 23rd Avenue 412, Book Store.

Hazard status: Friendly (Contact not recommended).

Status of confidentiality: Highly confidential (Advanced investigation is ongoing).

Report: Bookstore owners are believed to be long-lived, live alone and operate these bookstores. Businesses include lending and book sales. Book contains mysterious and powerful powers.”.

Joseph pressed the enter button.

The contents of this secret file will be sent to the top brass of the Secret Rite Tower. Later on, this information might flow to the parties who cooperate with the Secret Rite Tower or the people who might need this information.

Something that was recorded couldn't possibly be truly secret. Being labeled highly secret meant no more than ten people knew about it.

What Joseph wanted to do was warn them to keep their distance from this bookstore.

Although the bookstore owner is a friendly entity, there is no guarantee nothing will happen in the future given the way he receives all customers and his habit of lending books…

Of course, if they wanted to prosecute the disaster after seeing this file, Joseph could only wish them all the best.

——

“I'm fine, I'm really fine... Shit, didn't I already send the file? Are your eyeballs not working? Worrying my ass. If I really die, there will be no one else left to anger you! Joseph swore to the recipient as he changed into sleeping clothes.

“Do you understand that I am not working right now? The Truth Society recently announced a new labor law two months ago. I'd like to demand more pay if you do this!

“Alright, I'm done talking. I have something to watch out for. That's it.”

Beeped.

Only

Joseph turned off the phone and exhaled. He took the Seed Of The Abyss and looked around a little, able to verify that the mood of the demonic sword being imparted was now calm and cheerful.

The phone remained in the hall suddenly started ringing.

"Omong empty, this time who?" Joseph massaged his temple, put the book down and stepped out of the room. "Melissa, remember to drink your milk."

A tall, slender woman with beautiful red curls stuck her head out of the next room and said angrily, “Understanding—This—Dad. I'm not a kid anymore.”

Joseph's voice is getting further away, “True? My sweet daughter makes you drink milk not to make you grow taller. Soon, you won't be able to marry again.

Melissa pouting. As he looked around, he saw a book on the table.

Eh? Since when did this muscular man learn to read books? Melissa wondered as she picked it up out of curiosity.

She inherited her mother's curly red hair. When her shiny silky hair was left unglued, Melissa looked like a beautiful mermaid, yet when tied up, she could look like a valiant knight.

While at home, Melissa dressed very casually with a white lace blouse, a high-waisted blue skirt, black tights, and beige sandals. She was the image of an independent and vibrant young girl.

Due to his mother's early death, he lived with his father in this house in the 1st Avenue upper city district.

Judging from their age, Joseph was actually old enough to be Melissa's grandfather. But, when it came to knights who gained strength from the aether and made it their own, age was not an actual measure.

This 16-year-old girl was an Abnormal-ranked knight and the leader of the Secret Rite Tower's combat branch squad.

“Anneh... Why does she read books?” Melissa muttered as she looked at the book suspiciously. “I have never seen him read any book, even when he was still a Great Radiant Knight.”

Melissa's brows furrowed as she racked her brain. Joseph often left because of his duties and Melissa practically lived alone in this house. Several times he remembered his father reading only when he was forced to.

The recent announcement of employment laws is one example. Back then, Joseph had spent a lot of time studying the various rules to find the way that would benefit him the most. Beyond that, Joseph did not even bother to read anything.

Filled with curiosity, Melissa glanced at the book in her hand titled Seed Of The Abyss and opened it.

His finger tracing through the book gradually slowed down and the look in his eyes changed as he increasingly sunk within it.

“Damn it, stop bothering me! I may be handicapped, but the bookstore owner did not have the slightest trace of etheric on him, yet he made me lose consciousness. Doesn't that tell you all the kind of power he has? All I can say is, maintain respect and do not seek disaster. Anyway, I won't be the one who will save you!”

Joseph's voice was getting closer and there was even the sound of a wall being kicked.

Melissa suddenly looked up, freeing herself from the ancient and alluring world that had drawn her in. It felt as if his soul was being pulled out and back into his body.

Melissa shook her head strongly and quickly put down the book. He then moved back to his original position from his memory before pretending like he was back in his bedroom.

"Melissa."

Melissa nervously turned her head.

“Remember to drink your milk,” Joseph reminded.

“……”

Melissa put on a fake smile and nodded before returning to her room and closing the door.

“Fiuh...” Melissa let out a long sigh as many questions came to her mind.

“Who wrote the book? Was the main character an elf prince, Candela, who later became the demon sword Candela? Why is it so interesting and realistic? Is it a biography or a novel?”

However, the most important point was that he had not finished reading it yet! A little more and he will see a very interesting point!

Melissa lay on the bed feeling restless and kept muttering to herself as she went back and forth. “Never imagined a misty old man like dad would read a book like this. Looks like my previous assessment of him was wrong.”

But from the conversation Melissa heard, this book seemed to be related to a very secret place. One that most people will have no way to get any information.

Melissa lay in bed with her eyes closed. After a long time, he finally opened his eyes, and got up to turn on his personal computer. “What does this have to do with anything? It was only a bookstore.at most, the owner was extremely powerful. If that was the case, I wouldn't have gone and forced my luck.

He stretched out his hand, gathering the aether to form a key. “Database key—access authority—Rank-S.”

Aether is the bridge between reality and illusion.

Melissa touched the key to the web page, and opening the new interface before her eyes was a huge database. "Thank you, mother," Melissa said, putting her palms together.

He then began to browse through the files he had requested.

Before his death, Melissa's mother was a Great Radiant Knight and had authorised access to the Secret Rite Tower's database.

Her account has been handed over to Melissa as her mother's wish for her. This was also common knowledge, it was just that Melissa had never used it before.

Of course, if she really did something and the archives in the database were altered, Melissa's female knight would be branded as a traitor.

"ah! Found it! Bookstore!"

Melissa's eyes shone like crystal sparks as she stared at the information on the screen.

After staring at him for a while, he muttered, “Help? If that's the case, I can check it .. ”

Melissa made a decision and turned off the computer before her gaze fell onto the milk cup on the table.

"Huh."

He took the cup and finished it in one gulp.

——

Under dim lighting, Wilde was taking notes with his chicken feather pen.

He removed half of his mask, revealing a sinister and completely deformed face. Half of his mask had completely fused with his flesh, becoming part of his face.

While her appearance was frightening, the way she studied in earnest slightly reduced the frightening atmosphere.

Placed in front of Wilde is Davey's unpublished work. During this period of research, Wilde had filled out three notes worth of notebooks!

“This is really a vast depth of unexpected knowledge! As expected of Mr Davey!” Wilde lamented as he put down his quill pen and took out a notebook to read his latest revision.

Through his studies and research, he roughly understood the general idea of the Sect, Rites, and Corpse-Eating Ceremony .

Only

The book mainly records the beliefs known as the Corpse-Eating Sect as well as the important rites and rituals they perform. It also includes information about the ingredients needed to process, mix, and eventually turn them into offerings.

From Wilde's superficial summary, he could see that most of these materials were corpses and processing methods included draining blood, chopping, skinning, burning, and even swallowing offal. All of this was extremely cruel and anyone who read it would tremble in fear.

Even a black mage like Wilde found it a bit difficult to bear.

But in this crazy idea there's a very suitable reason. This book undoubtedly contains an extraordinary sacrificial system.

A certain date and time with strict procedures, each sacrifice has its own meaning and becomes part of this culture.

“If Devil Language is the tip of the iceberg, then the Corpse-Eating Sect, Rites, and Ceremonies make me finally see a small side of this terrifying lost culture!”

Wilde put on his mask once again and muttered charmingly, “This is too alluring. I've prepared a gift that she will definitely love.”

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