Am A Librarian Not A Servant Of The Demon God
In Front of My Lord's Door.

Doris could not help but stare obsessively at this strange yet strangely beautiful symbol, It seemed to possess some sort of sacred and strange magic.

Using his high level of insight as a prophet as well as his abundant knowledge, Doris saw the affiliated meaning of this symbol.

'Seals', 'Fight', 'Dream Nature', 'Protection', 'Reverse'…

This symbol is apparently targeted .. dreamland organisms.

Davey flashed a warm smile as he thought of his new service. “This book can help you all better understand what I have to do. Everything will be much easier if you all can remember it and I don't have to spend too much effort.”

He would prepare some relevant materials for them first. This will save you a lot of trouble in the future because Davey doesn't need to explain and guide them at every step.

Although Master Davey is friendly and warm-hearted, he cannot waste his time on meaningless things. After all, time is money.

It just so happened that he had produced a relevant book in the past. Compared to the exact academic book on the coat of arms, the Davey Coat of Arms & Totem is simpler yet heterogeneous as it touches totemism, clans, and even the occult.

However, it is also suitable for professionals in this field as well as beginners. So much so that this is a bestseller among all of Davey's works.

Doris seemed jolted awake when she heard what was said and put the book on the table. After which he took a few deep breaths, grasped the book, and nodded. "I understand. I'll definitely study your work closely.

She had a calm face but her heart was not at all calm, Doris was aware that she had just entered a 'Predictive' state'. This makes no sense to a prophet and even contradicts common sense.

The Prophet had two styles of foresight. 'Predictive' and 'Perceptive' are two extremes of the spectrum.

'Perceptive' is a short-term burst of insight that produces a quick estimate of the next few hours or even a few seconds and the more difficult the shorter the time frame is.

On the other hand, 'Predictive' is a forecast for a longer period in the future. In most circumstances, a prophet needs to start preparing for a long time and predictions will get more difficult with a longer time gap.

After all, any kind of foresight was extremely difficult. The meager number of prophets was not without reason, It was because the innate skill requirement was too high.

Without innate skills and relying solely on pure hard work was basically impossible unless it was someone with longevity like an elf. A person without innate skills can spend a lifetime studying but cannot even foresee his death by the time he dies.

Previously, in order to obtain a clue about Lady Silver, Doris had spent tens of hours before finally obtaining such a simple and vague prophecy.

Although part of the reason is that the subject involved is a high-level entity, it is undoubtedly how difficult it is for a prophet to foresee the future.

But now, Doris had almost entered a 'Predictive' state in just a short time and without any preparation, Doris was rather convinced as this book was put before her…

It was able to trigger Doris insight and that meant her mystical level far surpassed Doris herself. As a result, Doris was able to gain short-term insights just by looking at them in person.

The power contained within this little symbol was already extremely frightening. Who knew what kind of big and mysterious image the book could paint?

Inevitably Doris glanced at the shelf full of books standing behind Davey. He didn't care about it at first, but now that the bookstore owner had casually pulled out a book from there, Doris now viewed it as a mysterious and powerful book.

All the books in this bookstore were actually not as simple as they seemed, Davey cleared his throat and the confused Doris regained her senses and turned her head.

With a serious expression, Davey began, “Because this is a matter involving your entire clan, I'd advise you all to read and study the contents so that I don't have to put too much effort into 'saving all of you from harm'. You should know that recently, I have a lot of people to help and may not have too much free time.”

He would be the last hope to save the dignity and honor of the declining noble clan.

Thus, even if the other party found something strange, he would most likely assume that his eyes were toying with him.

Disciple Doris contracted as she watched everything but said nothing. Inwardly, he told himself that the bookstore was definitely a magic tool with an associated space-time function.

“There are currently only 30 copies. I'll just pack it all up for you.”

Bam!

Davey put the cardboard box on the table. No matter how dim the lighting is, even a fool would realize something was amiss if a hundred books were taken down from the shelves.

This is why Davey only put out 30 copies and used a hunger marketing strategy.

Doris was anxious but she tried her best not to express any panic and replied calmly, “Because there is a price listed, this book should be many copies right? I can buy it for my clan members to study. Please don't worry. We will definitely remember it as soon as possible.”

As for why this book was published in groups and even had a marked price was something he did not need to consider, Great beings would have a preference of great beings …

From the very beginning, all he needed to do was satisfy this bookstore owner to the best of his ability. Then, try to get a confession from Lady Silver.

Davey gave this intelligent guest a thumbs-up, then picked up a cardboard box from under the counter and started filling it with copies of the Coat & Totem, four or five at a time.

The arrangement on the bookshelf seemed entirely in line with Davey's thinking, It also supports the bookstore's dim lighting.

Thus, even if the other party found something strange, he would most likely assume that his eyes were toying with him.

Disciple Doris contracted as she watched everything but said nothing. Inwardly, he told himself that the bookstore was definitely a magic tool with an associated space-time function.

“There are currently only 30 copies. I'll just pack it all up for you."

Doris nodded her head respectfully. “Thank you for your guidance towards our clan. If our glory can be restored, the Iris Clan is willing to serve you faithfully.”

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

At this moment, several hundred meters away from the bookstore where the remnants of the recent battle were located…

Right now, the Secret Rite Tower and the Truth Society personnel were passing through a kilometer wide radius of destruction, searching for clues and corpses.

Some personnel were also dispatched to follow up to nearby homes whose residents were not involved but witnessed this battle, erasing their memories, for example.

“Sexy Head, Mr. Andrew of the Society of Truth says that they are currently conducting a magic assessment and asks you not to roam alone to prevent damage to the remaining aetheric remains.”.

Joseph waved his hand in annoyance. “Value *ss-ku!”

He pointed to the pile of rubble at the side and said, “This is the result of the Aetheric Union Surveillance Network, allowing the Destructive rank black magician to do as he wished. What a joke!”

Of course, the personnel of the Truth Union heard his uncontrollable ridicule, but the temperament of this former Radiant Knight was famous and hence, they could only contain their anger.

“Umm...” The subordinate of the intelligence branch wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead before continuing, “Target the black magicians were that bookstore. Should we go and investigate?”

Joseph immediately turned his head and muttered in a low voice, "Don't go!"

“But, United Truth seems to..”

As a recognized tier two Unity Truth alchemist, he could create a tool that could defend against or even kill Destroyer-ranked entities.

Although he had great investigative abilities, most of the time, he was usually employed as a logistics staff responsible for providing suitable equipment for combat personnel.

But due to the recent spate of events in which fighting was prevalent, the Union of Truth was overwhelmed.

The Truth Union did not lack logistical support, but it lacked investigative personnel useful on the battlefield. Moreover, most of their staff were civilians and did not want to engage in combat.

Because of this, Byron was immediately sent to supervise the on-site investigation after this incident.

It was described as an incident, but this was entirely an act of terrorism.

“This black magician is really a bunch of crazy people who actually use Destruction level spells here! And there was no response from the Aetheric Surveillance Network..” muttered Byron with wide eyes over the ruins.

With a frown, he stared at the surrounding ruins by the heavy rain. Horrifying circumstances are not just limited to destruction, death, and injury. Even more concerning is the failure of the United Truth's monitoring and forecasting system.

This means that the black magician has a way to bypass the Aetheric Surveillance Network, or there is a mole in the Truth Union.

Byron wrote his conjecture in his notebook.

The deceased were the Scarlet Cult leader 'Precant' Morphey and several other black magicians. The offensive means used by both sides are as follows ...

All the attacks were clearly aimed at the bookstore on 23rd Avenue. However, the Scarlet Sect had always been in conflict with the Secret Rite Tower as well as the hunters. Why did they suddenly come here... Who exactly was that in the bookstore?

Byron wandered over the rubble and directed his gaze to that bookstore, The border they had created covered the surroundings and was currently changing the memories of everyone in the area. Only bookstores are unaffected.

Compared to the surrounding ruins, the middle of the road looked like a huge ravine separating the two sides.

One side was a district that was completely destroyed while the other looked as excellent and peaceful as before.

The Scarlet Cult's black mage attack had been completely blocked by someone forcibly counterattacking and annihilating them.

The other party also had someone who had a Destructive rank ability or higher, the Truth Union had no idea who the owner of the bookstore was and it signified that it could be a creature that proved to be uncontrollable.

"I'll go to the bookstore and check it out," Byron instructed a colleague at the side before jumping off the rubble and starting towards the bookstore. The ordinary bookshop was right across the street. Through the fog, Byron could see a faint and blackish light from the window.

It was as if there was some strange magic persuading him to go and find out exactly what was inside the bookstore.

He kept walking and almost reached the door.

Pa! A hand landed on Byron's shoulder.

"Stop." A loud and serious voice sounded.

Byron turned around and saw an old man but tall and muscular. He frowned and asked, “Master. Joseph, is there a problem?”

The former knight refuted with his own question. "What are you gonna do?"

Byron replied without further ado, "Investigating the dubious bookstore."

He lifted his notebook and walked out. “My responsibility is to resolve this issue and the bookstore is obviously one of the parties involved. I need to get the truth for the Truth Union.”

Joseph snarling, “For the sake of your rationality, don't go.”

“Knowledge keeps me level-headed and rationality is a quality every scholar should have,” Byron replied. “I will never falter and what you do is an insult to my dignity.

“Even if you are a Destroyer-level knight and a respected senior, it does not give you the right to make fun of my rationality.

“In addition, this is my responsibility.”

Joseph often felt frustrated dealing with the wooden beams of this Union of Truth. He understood that without any real evidence, it was impossible to swing this block of wood once they were sure something was going on.

However, the one before him was not a simple person. He could build Destruction ranked equipment and had reached a level where he could be called a 'master'.

Many of the delicate equipment used by the Secret Rite Tower were purchased in bulk from the Truth Society.

Probably, a large number of these tools were made by Byron.

“The Secret Rite tower has classified this bookstore as an S-Rank Zone, only that this information has not been passed on to the Truth Union database. The bookstore owner has helped us this time, so you definitely can't distinguish the good from the bad.”

Joseph then looked into the bookstore and added, “I think the bookstore owner doesn't want you to interrogate him.”

Byron's status in the Truth Union was enough for him to access the secret files. Students narrowed. “S-Rank? In Norzin?” he cried in disbelief.

It was natural for him not to believe. In Norzin, the range of the Unity of Truth was basically all-round, so how could there be an S-Rank zone right under their noses?

Although the S-Rank was extremely powerful, the etheric network of the Union of Truth had been established by a mighty Supreme ranked entity. Theoretically, no one should be able to escape that net.

"What's wrong? Looks fake to you?” Joseph's lips twitched. “Just a while ago, a Destruction-level black mage unleashed a Destruction-level spell but whatever network your Union of Truth had did not even react at all. In the end, it was the store owners who stopped them sooner than Secret Rite Tower.” responded

“This....” Byron stuttered, not knowing what to say.

Joseph sneered. "You all have to investigate yourself first."

At this moment, there was a clattering of bells as the wooden door of the bookstore opened, The two men immediately glanced over and saw that it was a beautiful elf in white dress coming out of the bookstore.

The two men were momentarily stunned, Byron reacted like this as he never imagined a fairy would emerge from the bookstore whereas Joseph's mind became blank due to a flash of understanding.

When he borrowed the Seed of the Abyss, Joseph guessed that the bookstore owner was a creature with a long life, with a high probability that she was a fairy.

It seemed like this guess was finally correct, Elves were an extremely haughty and xenophobic race and it was almost impossible to see them with humans.

It could even be said that they were racists from birth, The love story between humans and elves was just a story. Aside from having pure blood, the elf also glanced at the bookstore with a respectful expression after coming out!

At this moment, Joseph obtained an answer to the last doubt that was in his heart. It was time to return the book... And that demonic sword might find its new owner.

The elf turned around and looked towards them before smiling brightly. "Man, what are you all doing on my master's doorstep?"

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