Am A Librarian Not A Servant Of The Demon God
Go Forward and Look Around "What is this?"

Feige and Leonard looked at each other.

After a moment of hesitation, Leonard spoke up. “Feeling whether the highest ranking entity is too dangerous requires greater caution.”

Feige nodded in agreement. “In addition, the most important thing at the moment is to complete the Magic Ovum Mirror. Now that Morphey is dead, the Scarlet Cult will fall apart. The remaining remnants of White Wolf would be difficult to proceed and now would be the best time to chase them.

“First, the Secret Rite Tower and Joseph's report is that Morphey first moved and Doris counterattacked. Until now, bookstores have never voluntarily shown any aggression.

“And through the Scarlet Cult attack, we can at least determine that the bookstore is not on their side. It's a pity that Doris didn't leave any survivors, otherwise we can get a better picture of this Scarlet Cult operation.

“Magic Ovum Mirror Issues are top priority. Therefore, making Ackerman feel the bookstore is a good choice, although I must admit that we take advantage of it.”

Andrew chimed in, “We must determine the modus operandi and the approximate intentions of the bookstore owner. This was not something that could be described as 'friendly'. We have to take responsibility for the millions of people in Norzin.

“This incident should make us reflect on ourselves and what exactly we are doing.”

He stared at the gloomy rain curtain outside the balcony, as if staring at something behind a thick cloud. “In the interest of the Union of Truth we are not just to seek the truth, but to maintain order. But when an organization becomes an authority and gains excessive power, corruption will take root from within.”

Feige and Leonard's heart skipped a beat, as if it was faintly aware of something.

Andrew's hand gripped the balcony railing as he stared at the skeletal remains in the central courtyard. “Our surveillance network failure is unquestionable, which caused the Scarlet Cult and the White Wolf to be able to evade detection. However, the question is... where is the problem?”

The other two immediately stood up.

The vice chairman's point is— Are there spies inside the Truth Union?!

Andrew came to his senses and said with a stern look, "Public confidence in the Union of Truth will be hit hard if we don't handle this matter well and we may not be able to bear the consequences."

“This is a list of staff who have interacted with the Aether Network in a month, since Magic Ovum Mirror appeared. I believe in your character and the two of you that I trust the most, but are far from the core of the command. Now, the Truth Union has no self-monitoring structure and I hope you two can help.”

Leonard and Feige received the list from Andrew with a bit of shock and hesitation.

“Do not worry, this is also the intention of the Chairwoman Maria.”

Andrew then added, “He has signed this list. If not for him trying to break through to the Highest rank, he would have been the one to allow the two of you and there was already proper preparation of this plan.”

When the other two people looked through the list, they found that the Chief Maria authorization stamp was there. This etheric imprint cannot be faked.

“That's it, first of all we ask Ackerman to investigate and if necessary, we are not afraid of the Highest ranking,” Andrew continued. “After all, even gods will die someday. Only truth is eternal.”

If the Secret Rite Tower's evaluation was 'hostile' instead of 'friendliness', it was not an investigation, but rather a full-strength mobilization to remove the bookstore from Norzin's face.

Individual strength is a thing of the past. Although the number of creatures with Destruction rank in Norzin could be counted, if it really became a fight, even the Highest rank would have to consider the Aether Annihilation Cannon of the Union of Truth. That alone could cause great damage to the highest ranked entities.

The reason why the Scarlet Cult and the White Wolf could hide for so long was because they could run so well and also because the Truth Union was weak…

Under uncertain conditions, the Truth Union was incapable of using such a devastating weapon and could only rely on etheric networks and manpower to catch criminals.

Now that the Aetheric Network has been tampered with, the circumstances are now uncertain.

Originally, the Union of Truth had planned to use space interference techniques to defend black magicians when Morphey appeared. However, the appearance of Doris had made them stop and observe the fight.

Two other men hid the list and repeated, "Only the truth is eternal."

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“Reporting directly from the scene. The gas explosion occurred at 21st to 23rd Avenue last night. There are many fatalities and financial losses are estimated at millions.

“According to experts, this is a result of a combination of bad weather, lack of factory supervision, and broken conditions. Thus, a series of explosions occurred and the fire spread rapidly. Also, the flooding that followed caused the building to collapse ...

“Fortunately, our fire and rescue team arrived at the site and immediately carried out a rescue operation. In addition, heavy rains also hampered the spread and the blaze was finally able to be stopped before 23rd Avenue. As you can see, the road has become a clear barrier. On the left are houses that are not damaged at all while on the right are ruins.

Davey heard this news broadcast by the neighboring television as he went down early in the morning to open the store, He froze for a moment. 23rd Avenue?

He opened the door and passed through the rain, seeing many machines operating, bright lights flashing and the shouts of obscure people. The scene across the street was destroyed.

There was also a group of spectators watching the scene from the side, Davey even saw a news reporter who was covering the news.

“How did the sudden explosion happen while I was sleeping?”

Davey frowned, he must have been sleeping so well that he wouldn't be disturbed when the gas explosion occurred across the street.

Aside from entertaining young elf woman Doris and selling 30 books in one sitting as well as her expelling the group that Davey suspected came to check the shops without permission, nothing else happened yesterday.

The night was peaceful, but this morning, there was news that a gas explosion occurred right across from it.

Life can be magical sometimes.

“Fortunately stop across the street. Otherwise, my transmigration journey might have just ended here, ”gum Davey muttered to himself while shaking his head.

Then, Davey recalled what he said about 'the collective effort of everyone and the desire to unite, the situation will definitely change for the better in the future'. To think that such a disaster happened the next day.

Could I be.. curse?

Davey coughed twice and casually closed the door as if nothing had happened and returned, The curse is just superstition. No way, no way…

He returned to his seat at the counter, turned on the lights and heater, and put down the kettle to boil the tea. The only thing that was different from his routine was that Davey specially watered the potted plants that were placed on the table.

While Davey calls it a potted plant, it actually looks like a pot of soil. Before Doris left yesterday, she had given Davey the seeds.

In his opinion, it might be rather precious and have thoughts, desires, and other mystical things that fascinate young girls.

Davey thinks that purifying the air of a bookstore is not a bad idea. So, he found an old pot and planted a seed in it. He also, did not know how long it would take for the seed to sprout.

Davey patted the pot and said solemnly, "If you really have your own thoughts, then grow into something beautiful."

Ackerman raised his head in the rain, looking at the bookstore in front. Rain drops splattered on the hood above his head and flowing down his raincoat turned into a puddle of water on the ground.

If not for being able to see the row of books through the beautiful window, Ackerman wouldn't have thought this was a bookstore.

It is not very business oriented. Or is the owner of this bookstore not at all considering selling books?

It was as if he was specifically guarding the joy of the shop. With this in mind, Ackerman became increasingly skeptical. He closed his eyes, grasped small pieces of the aether in the rain and relied on his incredible sense of smell to analyze.

Wilde's etheric aura traces were indeed inside this bookstore and were even more obvious here than any other places he was rumored to have visited.

Although it had been hidden very well, it still could not get past Ackerman's nose, There was a sense of danger. Not too powerful, as if it was a fusion between a being and a soul. Using it to guard the door is indeed a pretty good option.

However, using it to ward off extraordinary creatures at the Ackerman level was simply impossible, The Truth Union report stated that Wilde had visited the bookstore twice and stayed more than an hour each time.

However, from what he saw at the moment, Ackerman felt that this bookstore might not be an important fortress but rather a hidden relay station, perhaps for information, or perhaps for extraordinary items.

Many people came here carrying some items, and also left with some items. The various messy etheric remains in the air painted a complicated picture.

Among them, the traces formed by Wilde's aura were even clearer and more frequent than the others.

Although this trace was rare, it seemed like he was often a customer of this bookstore.

Ackerman opened his eyes.

If so, Wilde would definitely come back. This consideration was probably the reason why the Truth Union chose not to act rashly and inadvertently made them worry, There will be a chance to capture Wilde during his return.

However, due to the disturbance caused by the Scarlet Cult and the White Wolf, the Union of Truth was busy trying to catch this horde of rats. “But come to think of it, this matter might be finished soon,” muttered Ackerman as he stared at the street and the buildings behind him that were still in the process of reconstruction. It had been a week since the battle had passed, but the reconstruction had become more difficult than before due to the unpleasant weather conditions.

Therefore, it would be easier to move the surviving and fortunate residents to other districts while putting aside reconstruction plans for a while after tidying up these areas.

The scattered fragments of aether were still left in the air, like smoke after a battle. Even though the battle was over, there was still the smell of smoke and blood left.

The Secret Rite Tower and the Truth Union were really experts at covering up these kinds of things.

Morphey's death essentially meant the Scarlet Cult and the White Wolf now lost their greatest support in both strength and confidence.

“Tsk tsk, it's really trying to find a disaster. I hope he realizes what went wrong before he died, ” Ackerman said as his lips formed a cynical smile.

Although the great sages who came to visit the Truth Society were considered the demise of Morphey, their loss would ultimately be a matter of time even if Doris did not appear.

"Is the Miraculous Ovum Mirror ... really so powerful that it can tempt one's soul to the point of losing rationality?" Ackerman shook his head and turned around. This was something he did not want to try.

Right now, his mission was to wait for an opportunity and after that reach his own Destroyer rank evaluation.

He was a hunter, and the most important characteristic a hunter needed was caution and patience.

Ackerman had not yet entered the bookstore and instead carried out a detailed investigation around him, There were many noisy people coming to check the scene due to the recent so-called 'gas explosion', ' he said, so wandering around the area seemed unusual.

He went around sensing the etheric traces around the bookstore but only found a few. This made him feel that his actions here were overkill.

After all, even if he had actually entered the bookstore, all he could do now was pretend to be a regular customer and just conduct the most basic investigation.

Finally, Ackerman shook his rain coat, walked to the door with an 'open' sign, and pushed it open.

Bell rings.

Droplets of water fell onto the floorboards forming a puddle as the interior of the bookstore greeted his eyes.

There is nothing to note other than a stone gargoyle on the table that has obvious fluctuations coming from Wilde. His blood-red eyes that glistened seemed extremely obstructive.

However, from his experience, Ackerman knew that this type of construction would only attack in response to killing intent or if ordered by its owner.

Ackerman would definitely be safe as long as he showed no killing intent or malice, He had absolute confidence in his own disguise. Even if someone of the same level was present, they would not realize anything was wrong until right before Ackerman made his move.

Ackerman walked in slowly and hung his raincoat on an umbrella rack. He had raised his alertness to the highest level and controlled every inch of muscle in his body so as not to reveal the slightest flaw as he casually scanned the surroundings.

The young man at the counter looked up and asked outside the routine, “Welcome! Will you borrow, read, or buy a book?”

Today, Ackerman plays the role of an ordinary working-class adult. Therefore, he casually replied, "Just look around."

Indeed, he was just an ordinary person who came to see the extent of the accident and then casually walked over to the bookstore on the side.

Such a person would have no motive and no need to make any choices, Ackerman walked over to the counter thinking that this bookstore owner looked like an ordinary person.

Could it be that this place was like a warehouse and the bookstore owner was just a disposable tool that could be randomly replaced by other ordinary creatures?

Ackerman's gaze swept across the table quickly.

In this dark and monotonous bookstore, the only colored object on the table was a pot of plants, It was a red rose in bloom. The light was reflected in the water droplets on the rose and it was a pretty beautiful sight, It was the original bright spot in the dark and gloomy bookstore.

But it was just an ordinary rose.

Ackerman decided to take a walk and casually did his first round of investigation.

At that moment, the rose bud swayed slightly and an eyeball appeared in the middle of its bud. With a hint of fluid still dripping from him, the eyeball spun slightly and stared straight at Ackerman.

Ackerman froze and every inch of his body went numb, He immediately wanted to retreat but realized that he really could not move. He could not help but stare at those eyes and feel as if his soul was being trapped and eaten by something.

A trap?!

How is this possible?!

I don't feel anything! There was not even a fluctuation in the aether!

The young man behind the counter flashed a friendly smile and said, “Please and look around. You can search for me if you have any questions.

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