Am A Librarian Not A Servant Of The Demon God
dream catcher.

“... Storm weather warning has been upgraded to red. Entrances to the lower city district of Norzin have been closed and traffic in the upper city district of Norzin has stalled. Many industries were hit hard, and there was severe infrastructure damage.”

“Currently, the city sewer system operates at full capacity and reduces some puddles. However, according to experts' estimates, this was simply an inadequate measure. If heavy rain continues for another month, a third of Norzin may be submerged.”

“Rolle Resource Development Company proposes the utilization of lower city districts to build a more comprehensive network of wastewater lines. It will be a big project, so the company will attract everyone and hope to get support from the authorities.”

“Experts say that the main cause of this heavy rain comes from a mass of cold air coming from the Northern Highlands.”.

Davey listened to news broadcasts from his neighbor's television as he worked tirelessly to mop up a puddle on the floor.

This heavy rain has been going on for almost an entire week. As mentioned in the report, puddles on the road were more than 30 centimeters high the previous day, when the situation was at its worst.

Saying that traffic is completely paralyzed is not entirely true because rowboats and other waterway transportation tools can still be used.

After waking up in the morning and descending down, Davey noticed water seeping through a crack at the bottom of the door, carrying leaves, twigs, and other debris into the bookstore.

Fortunately, the situation is not so severe. The water level outside did not continue to rise because of the drainage system, it was just that a few plastic bags were washed away stuck in the door, causing water to flow in.

Spark spark.

Davey squeezed the remaining water collected from the door and stretched his back. “Finally done, how exhausting.”

He put a mop on the side and admired the sparkling clean floor.

“I wonder if that little cat found his way home. Wandering outside in such appalling weather is rather dangerous, ”renung Davey as he thinks about the black cat who escaped from his door on the day of Joseph's visit.

The kind-hearted Davey could only sigh anxiously.

The sound from the television suddenly stopped. A series of curses occurred, followed by several loud impact sounds.

Davey could imagine how uneasy the shopkeeper next door was right now. Davey went to the adjacent wall, cleared his throat and asked, "Hi, do you need any help?"

The unit next to it is an audio-video store that sells disks and various digital products. But as a thrift merchant, the quality of the product can be a little lacking. Their business is similar to Davey's shabby bookstore and it's rare to see more than two customers almost every day.

"That's okay, thank you," replied the next door owner, as two more thumping sounds rang out.

Bam! Bam!

Colin Ackerman glared at the television angrily and cursed softly, “Sialan! Fucking rain! My God, can't you save me!”

He checked the television set and realized that there was no problem. Therefore, there may be problems with the circuit or power source. Colin then checked the cable but also found no problems.

It could just be a trip . Colin thought to himself. But my door was almost submerged and the circuit breaker was outside…

Due to the natural topography of the area, audio-visual stores have a slightly lower position compared to bookstores. Colin frowned at the thought of having to wade through the water and he really wished he could give some of his thoughts to the people who had designed the sewer system.

“Wait a minute, maybe next door neighbor can help,” murmured Colin.

He might have just turned down a neighbor's offer of help because he was embarrassed, but Colin knew that the person next to him was a person of good deeds who would basically help anyone if it was in his power.

"Um, cough cough, are you still there?" Colin investigated.

The young man's voice next door replied, "I'm here, do you need my help somewhere?"

Colin nodded to himself then explained, “Like this, you should have heard it already. I was having some problems with my television and I suspect the circuit breaker outside stumbled. I'm a little tied up here so can you help me see it?

Since this person liked to help others, having him do a little help didn't seem like a problem. Moreover, television has been broadcasting free news for him in the past few days.

Naturally, Davey didn't mind helping out. To be honest, he was bored and wanted to find something to do.

"No problem, if it's a circuit breaker, I remember it ..." Davey's getting ready to step outside. Suddenly, a black and hazy humanoid silhouette appeared through the glass window of the door.

Davey experienced a strange yet familiar sensation once again.

“Ah, that's you! You have come.” Davey was a little surprised. He never imagined that this hidden hand would appear again in just a few days. "Is there a problem? Or do you urge me to lend you more books?

The black silhouette on the door shook his head and pointed to the left.

Davey turned around and saw the figure pointing to the audio-visual store next door. Joining those points, he reached an understanding. "You're saying that you want to help me?"

The black silhouette nodded.

Davey smiled and felt that this hidden hand was a bit funny. Previously, she did not have a real body and could only use wet stains to express herself. But now, it looked like a shadow.

This may be the result of lending all the books it — previously said that lending the books would benefit him.

And now, it looks like he's helping me as a token of gratitude? Wasn't that already the agreement from the beginning and I should have paid the price, but instead came to say thank you. What the hell is going on? Why does it feel like a polite child? Rejecting the offer might hurt his feelings, Davey thought to himself.

Thank you then, the circuit breaker is.. Um.. It seems I can't remember clearly, Davey turned to the wall and raised his voice, Where is the circuit breaker?

Colin immediately replied, “There is on the right wall near the back door of my store. Help me see if this is a trip. If yes, all you have to do is flip the switch down.

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"No problem" Davey said.

At that moment, Colin saw his television crackling and lighting up. The newscast is over and the ads are showing. "Work! Thank you very much!"

"Together."

Davey smiled and nodded at the black silhouette. Through the glass window, the silhouette began to fade, as if it was gradually retreating through the rain curtain.

Satisfied with the problem solved, Colin slumps back onto his couch and takes his remote control to switch channels. While watching the change of scene on television, Colin's face suddenly stiffened as he broke out in a cold sweat.

He recalled the entire conversation with the bookstore owner next door until the television lit up.

His voice had only been heard from the same place all this time...

"One more day to help someone," sighs Davey in satisfaction as he returns to his seat behind the counter.

Davey knew that the next door neighbor was actually a vagrant who spent the whole day lying in front of the television doing nothing. Surely, some would wonder if there was any point in helping such a person.

But when behaving with integrity, one must consider the long term. The store branding should be built from the smallest aspect.

Just like how he gets his loyal customers because he is good at understanding others, offering them advice, and being their friend.

For him, the audio-video store next door is an important customer source.

Only by comparison will there be a deeper understanding.

Just imagine if the customer next door asked, the boss of the audio-video store could say that Davey is a good person. Thus, such people will have a positive connotation from the neighboring bookstore owners.

Perhaps, it might make them consider coming to see him.

I hope the next boss can understand my good intentions and help bring me some customers.

The bells on the door clinked slightly, accompanied by specks of rain that returned aloof when the door was closed.

Davey looked up and was stunned for a moment before he flashed a slightly surprised smile, "Old Wil, why are you back so quickly this time?"

Wilde has arrived. He was wearing a suit like before, only his robe was slightly longer, roughly long enough to hide his arm.

Davey always felt Mr. Wilde had a good sense of dressing. His style was like that of an English man and today's clothes seemed to have an aura of mystery.

Wilde took off his hat and bowed half before heading to the seat in front of the counter. Taking the book, he said excitedly, “Thank you for your generosity, I have made great progress and it feels like inspiration is flowing all over my body. I feel that I will be able to make a breakthrough in the near future.”

He felt that he was one step away from the Highest rank. Although the gap was still large, Wilde knew that it was no longer possible to achieve.

All he needed was to perfect his soul concept and find his own language.

Davey clapped his hands and said excitedly, “Preaching the current stage is really not easy. Let me congratulate you earlier. If you need help, I will do my best. ”

Wilde put the book on the table. “I'm very grateful, Mr. Davey. I've benefited a lot from your work, but now it's time for me to express my gratitude properly.

Wilde had previously given Davey a stone gargoyle, but compared to the help Davey had given him, the value of the gargoyle was negligible.

Therefore, he wanted to give Davey the gift he had been preparing for two years. This gift was also the reason why he had been low for the past two years.

Only such a gift could match the goodwill he had received during these past two years.

Wilde had his own honor and principles even though he was a merciless black magician and was a firm believer in replying to kindness with kindness.

“I've been very happy with your gift before. I really should reconsider accepting it if you will give me something valuable this time, ” Davey said as he stared at the stone statue on the table.

Wilde knew that Mr. Davey was only giving him consolation.

'Highly flattered?' …Clearly Mr. Davey was humble and thoughtless of my feelings when what I gave him was clearly of no value compared to the guidance he gave. Mr Davey is a really great guy!

“You need not hesitate. To be honest, it has little usable value to me, but maybe it could be more beneficial to you, ”desak Wilde. "I'd be very sad if you didn't take it."

Since Wilde put it this way, Davey couldn't resist. “We've talked a lot but I still don't know what you're prepared for. How about letting me see it first?

Wilde took a deep breath and carefully took out an ornament that looked like a wind bell from within his robe.

It had a circular frame made of twigs with pearls embedded between the braid of threads, forming a beautiful and intricate net. Right in the center was a small hole with a blue gemstone as the only piece of jewelry. Under the frame hangs some soft bristles.

"A dream catcher?" Davey raised an eyebrow. He never imagined that this would be an Old Wil gift.

As a doctoral student in folklore studies, Davey's research is not just on indigenous customs. Often, he had to learn and refer from various sources, and thus he learned little about the folklore and customs of other countries.

In Native American culture, dream catchers were considered sacred objects or amulets. Native Americans believed that the night air was full of dreams and only dream catchers could filter out nightmares and capture beautiful dreams.

Only a good dream can pass through the hole in the middle and flow down along the fur whereas a nightmare will get caught in the net and disappear at sunrise.

There are some legends that say that the pearl in the dream catcher is energy and wisdom captured during sleep and can strengthen one's communication with the spiritual world.

In short, it was a blessing full of mystery and mystique.

Davey did not imagine that such items would exist in this world.

“You are really knowledgeable,” sigh Wilde with admiration as she lifts the dreamer in her hands, “It is the dream-getter.”

He was not surprised Davey recognized him because the dream catcher was a magic tool. Although not commonly seen, they were also not so rare, at least in the eyes of a Destructive rank black mage.

In addition, the greatest value of the dream catcher does not come from himself but from the dream in the net.

This is also the first time Davey has seen an original handmade dreamcatcher. The dream catchers in the shops were mostly mass-produced ornaments that had no artistic value, whereas the ones held by Wilde were clearly hand-woven.

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In addition, the recent extremely heavy weather made him sultry inside the bookstore and Davey couldn't sleep well.

Old Wil is really wise here! Not the prize but his thought counts! That is true friendship!

Davey's a little touched. He stood up, took the dreamcatcher from Old Wil and sighed in satisfaction. “That's all I need. Thank you, Old Wil.”

Wilde felt a heavy burden lifted from his mind. “It is an honor for me to be useful to you,” Wilde said with a smile.

Unparalleled beautiful dreams were caught in this dream-capturing net, but at the same time, there was a terrifying danger in them. A person without a Supreme level mental strength was unable to enter the dream and if they did, their soul would probably be destroyed instantly.

However, for a high-level existence, the dream would bring rare enjoyment and pleasure.

"May you have a beautiful dream"

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