Am A Librarian Not A Servant Of The Demon God
Soul and flesh.

When Davey turned to pick up the book, Ackerman's mind swirled. Just a moment ago, the bookstore owner said that Alice's had borrowed a book and would return it soon.

Alice's had also received guidance and obtained the power from the bookstore owner to prevail in the White Wolf's internal conflict. By combining the dots, it became clear that the bookstore owner had given Alice's powers and guidance through her book.

Ackerman shuddered as he looked at the many bookshelves around him that were filled to the brim, Are these?

Once again, he realized how stupid and insignificant he was. Such a large book storage definitely contained an unimaginable and terrifying power.

Ackerman very carefully investigated the bookstore and its surroundings, but was unable to find anything wrong. All along, he had thought it was just an ordinary bookstore. This alone showed that the bookstore owner was on a completely different level compared to him.

Ackerman was unable to sense anything strange, yet the bookstore owner had mastered it once he entered.

Ackerman subconsciously glanced at the rose It was like a brat, opened his eyes and looked at Ackerman maliciously as soon as the bookstore owner left his seat.

In this way the 'flower' looked at Ackerman as if he was measuring his prey.

The gaze could be described as 'moist', like a tongue running along Ackerman's face and body, and he could not help but feel a sense of disgust.

Fortunately, after the horror of the first time, he was basically not so scared right now. After all, it seemed to be only devouring one's will but not eating one whole.

At such times, Ackerman should be glad the bookstore owner is in a good mood. Otherwise, he would not have moved the 'flower' and stopped it from continuing to devour Ackerman's desires.

And when the 'flower' completely consumed all the desires in his heart, could someone who had lost all desires still be considered as someone?

If that happens, Ackerman may have no desire to eat, breathe, or even live. He would become a lonely man, suffering a fate even worse than death.

But now that she has chosen to become a follower of this bookstore owner, Ackerman escapes the fate of being a nutrient for this 'flower. Although the rose looked as voracious as before, Ackerman's body no longer froze, nor did it feel dangerous. For now, Ackerman has earned his recognition.

As Ackerman heaved a sigh of relief, the bookstore owner came back with a book he had pushed onto the table.

“This book is perfect for your current situation. I'm sure through this book, you'll be able to find new ways to make your dreams come true. Then, you will be given the respect and remuneration you deserve and no longer used by them.”

Under the dim light, the smile of the bookstore owner and the beautiful and strange rose described an indescribable and mysterious harmony.

With a mixture of fear and excitement, Ackerman took the book with two hands. He lowered his head and looked at the cover in a dim light.

Sacrifice for the Emptiness

Sacrifice...for Void?

Ackerman would not want to reread the title again. After which, an indescribable urge swept over him. He felt that the book before his eyes contained strange magic as an indescribable soft mutter rang out in his ears. Unable to control himself, his hands trembled as he opened the lid.

Whirr…

The pages seemed to be spinning rapidly by themselves, Ackerman was extremely fascinated. He stared fixedly at the book in his hand as his face slowly became numb. It was as if he was slowly getting lost in a fantasy world.

It was like a big door had opened. Behind the door was a dense darkness without the slightest hint of light, yet it subconsciously attracted one to explore what lay behind this darkness …

Was it eternal death or perhaps a withered void?

Countless incredible and terrifying plans flickered, furiously alternating between imagination and reality.

Ackerman's mind felt like it was splitting apart and the ferocious roar of a savage beast burst into his chest, yet Ackerman didn't know if he was reading a book in a bookstore or actually crossing that stretch of darkness.

It is a familiar sensation. Many days and nights, hallucinations caused by animal mutations torment him.

But this time it's different.

Ackerman clearly felt as if something was 'gouged' and along with his pain, a channel formed in his body.

One end of the channel was him, and the other end was that unfathomable void. In this boundless and expanding cosmos, those nameless gods possessed enormous bodies, distorted together and forming chaotic masses. Through the darkness, many greedy gazes led to Ackerman.

Swooshes!

The whole book was completely turned upside down in just a few moments, Ackerman regained his senses and his hallucinations stopped.

He felt that he had just witnessed a lot of taboo knowledge, yet at the same time, he felt that he had just seen an empty book.

Only channels associated with voidness exist as clear as daylight.

“New ways..”.

Ackerman's entire body trembled as he muttered to himself.

Davey nodded. "That's right. If you do choose this path, taking advantage of every opportunity that comes to you is a necessary skill as well. Who doesn't want to be able to trade at zero cost, right?

“This is all a gift from those who have reached the end of the road. Hold them properly and things will become easier.”

Ackerman closed his eyes, felt a channel to the void that would now always be open, and felt a sense of understanding.He knew that he was now being watched by some entity.

As long as he used the channel and gave suitable offerings to this sacred entity, he would be given certain things that he needed. But of course, this depended on the mood of this sacred entity.

It does have to take advantage of every opportunity, and also transactions without huge fees.

Davey continued in earnest. “However, just taking advantage of opportunities alone will not make you successful. It is a very long road and all you need is to become stronger, both in spirit and in other aspects. At this time you will definitely not succeed.I hope you can achieve what you want when you meet again at a later time.

Ackerman tried his best to control his trembling. “Thank you for your guidance. I know what I have to do.”

He no longer had the words to describe how powerful this bookstore owner was.

He could finally sense the powerful etheric fluctuations of that sacred entity in the void.

Without hesitation... Highest rank.

Any one of these entities that appears can easily lead to disaster.

However, the owner of this bookstore was indifferent and only called them 'those who have reached the end of the road'.

Ackerman believed that he was lucky to be chosen to be such a chess piece, The road ahead will definitely be much more interesting. Seeing the customer's face filled with determination as he left as well as his own account book made Davey nod his head with a bright smile plastered on his face.

Again, Master Davey's teachings have helped other lost souls. This is the positivity that Life should have.

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Alice's reading.

The lace-wrapped table lamp emitted a bright, non-dazzling light, illuminating many books and scrolls on the table, a flower vase with daisies, an ink bottle with a quill pen, a pearl-decorated incense box, and, and a pair of glasses.

The surroundings were very quiet and the only sound came from the swish of the page being flipped.

Of course, with his current hearing ability, he could easily hear the breath and heartbeat of the two maids cleaning the house downstairs, he said, it was just that there was no need to expand his hearing range that far now and it was also a kind of torture at the same time.

Due to her increased strength, Alice's control over her entire body had reached a stage nearing the peak. If Davey wanted it, he could even precisely control every single strand of hair on his body.

Most importantly, he had almost tamed the ferocious beast within his blood thoroughly. As long as he could do so, reaching Destructive-rank would soon arrive.

Alice's took a deep breath, closed the book, and calmed down. Clues of peppermint, rosemary, and lemongrass were smelled from the incense box and aroused his spirit as it entered his nose.

Blood and Beast was not as simple as controlling the dirty blood within his body. The more Alice's learned, the more she realized the deep and deep horrors.

Blood and Beasts.is actually 'Soul' and 'Meats'.

Blood and soul are the currency of life. As they circulate and flow within the body, aether is induced.

Controlling the blood within the body was only the first step, The way to use that blood and actually turn the beast into its own power was the correct path to becoming stronger.

Right now, Alice's only controlling the amount of blood she injected into her body. If he could absorb more, and even obtain dirty blood from other types of dream beasts, how terrifying would that level of power be…

The power that hunters could harness was definitely not just limited to this!

Power is a source of authority.

Now, when compared to the Union of Truth, the Secret Rite Tower, and the church, the hunters could have had an equal voice.

But Alice's alone won't be enough. He still needs more friends.

For the past few times, he had practiced in secret and had not taught this method to others because it was also his first time and he did not know if it could cause any problems.

Losing control over the power of dirty blood had disastrous consequences. Therefore, he must be careful.

But now it's different. He personally used this blood-controlling device and verified that it was indeed safe, reliable, and effective.

She could now begin to scatter it, Alice's gently stroking the cover of the book as a unanimous determination appeared in her heart.

This will be the Gospel of the hunters and Mr. Davey who has brought this Gospel is the guide who will lead the hunters on their future path.

Tap tap.

A gentle knock sounded from behind his door.

"Miss, it's dinner time."

"understand."

Alice's already predicted this. He stood up nonchalantly, pushed the chair, and hid the book inside the secret compartment on his desk.

Now, she had shoulder-length hair and was dressed casually in a T-shirt and tight jeans.

But of course, even if she was at home, she still had a dagger tied tightly on her back under her usual disguise and cut off her skin.

Although his physical body was now strong to the point that a metal object like this could not hurt him, keeping his guard up at all times was a good habit.

Alice's opened the door and followed the waiter into the dining room. Along the way, he stopped in his tracks and looked towards the middle-aged man standing at the door.

"Dad." Alice's paused for a moment before calmly asking, "Is there a problem?"

The man standing at the door was Paul , the head of Rolle Resource Development Company.

He was wearing an elegant suit with a smart vest and a white shirt underneath. Behind the gold-framed glasses, she wore the same iron-gray eyes that Alice's had. Overall, there was an inorganic coldness throughout his attitude.

The waiter smartly left.

“Can't I find you to chat a little heart to heart occasionally?” paul said casually as he turned around and headed to the dining room.

Alice's smiled, “You never came back to eat, nor did you specifically ask someone to remind me that it was dinner time. I can't think of any other reason other than you having some things to distribute and a little stalled in its tracks but then recovering and sitting in its chair. "Is that clear?"

"Yes," Alice's replied without further ado as she headed to her own seat.

Alice's had already heard Paul's instructions, but even if she didn't do so, she could still guess her father's intentions easily.

After all, his father was someone who worked all year and had never been home for 364 days out of 365 days. Now, he suddenly returned home and even specifically asked a waiter to tell him about dinner when Alice's always told the waiters not to bother him.

After all, he was definitely not here just to reminisce about the past. Paul's gaze was fixed on his daughter's face as he sighed. Due to not much interaction in recent years, Paul is still stuck with the image of his daughter who is around 16 or 17 years old. Therefore, he was unfamiliar with Alice's at the moment.

"You're an adult" he lamented.

Alice's asked, "You don't really intend to chat from heart to heart, I hope."

Paul chuckled, then continued. "You can already make your own decisions on this matter, but as your father, I still have to give you advice from time to time."

“...” Alice's silent for a moment. "Continue."

“Then, I never asked what you did because, whether it was the White Wolf or any group of hunters, they were just chess pieces casually used by others. I sent Kaiyi and Marcus to you and that should have been enough. But now, it's no longer the same.”

Paul tapped his index finger at the dining table while looking at Alice's.

“If you are truly involved, you represent Rolle Resource Development as you stand in front of everyone. Do you understand?"

"I understand."

Paul did not expect a straightforward answer. He paused for a moment, then continued. "Are you? You shouldn't be too impudent if you understand!

"I totally understand." Alice's raised her head. “The reason why you and I had this conversation is because you saw the plan in my diary, right? And thus, you came to advise me.

Alice's lips curved upwards. “I accidentally wrote it.”

Paul's student contracted, It's completely unexpected. He looked at Alice's, then pointed at himself. "You wrote that plan on purpose and purposely let your subordinates find it to get me home?"

"M." Alice's leaning and folding her hands. “Of course, the plan remains in the head. What kind of fool would write it down for others to see?

Paul observed his daughter in silence for a moment before sighing. “It looks like you're really an adult. I shouldn't have treated you like a child.”

"How can I cheat you if you don't treat me as a child?" Alice's said with a smile.

“Because like this, you look very confident in convincing me.” Paul's gaze deepened. "Tell me, what's your bargaining chip?"

Alice's met her father's gaze and replied skeptically, "Don't you already send someone to my room to pick it up?"

“How... How do you know?”

He imitated the habits of the bookstore owner and leaned his chin on both hands while smiling happily while looking at his father's startled expression.

In the sky above, invisible to others, the tentacles of an octopus-like essence extended around, allowing Alice's to have a clear understanding of everything that was happening in the house.

Alice's took out the original Blood and Beast from within her 'torn' back flesh and waved it. "This here, is my bargaining chip."

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