Am A Librarian Not A Servant Of The Demon God

Am A Librarian Not A Servant Of The Demon God
The corpse food teaching ceremony.


"Ah, this ... Did you write this?"


Wilde's eyes changed, and his attitude toward holding the book suddenly changed. "Participating in Reading Books"


From his original caution, it became extremely gentle.


Davey's name is clearly visible above, and Davey's words just now will be reminiscent, and it's clear that he recommends his own work.


He looked at the five words "Necromancer" written on it, raised his head, and carefully said: "Is this your field of research? Is this about ritual?"


The two easy-to-understand words "Dian Yi" are ceremony and ritual.


The religion of corpse food ...it must be a certain religion, but in Azir, I have never heard of such a church.


There are three main beliefs that have relatively large congregations.


Believing in the truth of knowledge, the vaulted Church believes in the moon and the Plague Church believes in the mist of high walls.


Several other small sects were scattered and not famous, but as a witch who often wandered among various powers and acted as a thug, she was quite familiar with this.


However, Wilde was very foreign to the so-called carrion food teachings. It sounds like an ogre religion, but if it doesn't, it means ...


There was a wave of tremors in the dark wizard's heart.


Scholars were usually included in the camp as legitimate and benevolent, and he always thought that Davey was at least neutral.


Therefore, I never dared to reveal too much of my identity and avoid talking about my past.


The virtues of these high-ranking people are often short-lived, and no one knows if the owner of this bookstore is conducting a boring experiment about "can a brutal black magician rely on words to encourage kindness".


If he were to go against the wishes of the higher-ups, the consequences would be disastrous.


However, the book written by the owner of this bookstore revealed a deep evil in his temperament, and the author seemed to be an evil stronghold without a doubt.


A scholar who studies taboo subjects but has strong powers is destined to be ostracized by the mainstream.


Could this be the reason why Davey hid his life? !


His heart surged and he stared at Davey, The bookstore owner doesn't seem to mind the customers wanting to know seeing him. He smiled and nodded, with a hint of nostalgia, and said: "Yes, this is part of my research topic, and it has also changed my destiny .. . "


Davey sighed, "Forget it, there's no need to talk about this kind of thing that's long gone."


long ago? change destiny?


Suddenly, Wilde guessed boldly.


But he meticulously observed Davey's expression, and in the end he just carefully rubbed the pages of the book, noticed that the package of books was a bit rough, and thought about it: "This book looks like it's being billed manually?"


Davey nodded and said, "There were some accidents at that time. I didn't have time to publish it, so I just kept a self-printed copy. But looking at Mr Wilde whom you love so much, I'll lend you this book., If you can't trust me, I can also recommend something else to you. "


Before crossing over, Davey was a PhD student and lecturer at Folklore.


Assuming that he did not choose to cross over at first, he should have published a book related to sixth folklore, and he might have been awarded the title of professor.


Although compared to some of the "youngest associate professors" who appeared without end, "genius scholars" and the like.


Now that he's 24, he really doesn't want to go out, and he's probably going to be criticised.


But in this area of research, Davey does specialize in surgery.


"Thank you for your generosity. It's an honor for me to read your book."


Wilde bowed slightly, looked at Davey, and said, "But handing over such an important orphan to the hands of such an evil parent as me really worries me a little."


As an old witch, what she was more worried about now was that since this was an unpublished work, the things recorded in it might be experimental.


If he conducts research without authorization, some unforeseen consequences may occur.


It seemed that the other party actually thought of it as some kind of experiment ...


"What's troubling about this, Pharaoh, I'm sure you can add more value to this book. My research is only valuable when viewed."


"Are there orphans? No problem for me." Davey smiled slightly and glanced at the bookshelf behind him: "Now I have the whole book."


"I can reproduce a copy at any time. Knowledge in my mind cannot be stolen. Only fame and fortune are stolen, and this is the most useless to me."


Davey looked at Wilde deeply.


He could sense in the conversation that Mr Wilde was deeply concerned about his own research, but such attention was not about the subject itself, but a longing for what the results would produce.


As a lonely parent, Fir'aun looks kind-hearted, but in reality he is arrogant and reserved, ostracized by relatives and friends, making him very concerned with the academic world.


He needed this achievement, fame, and wealth to cover the void in his heart!


But this kind of mentality is pathological and paranoid, and can further exacerbate his distance from the crowd.Therefore, Davey decided to enlighten him and let him feel the attention of others again!


Wilde meets the meaningless eyes of the bookstore owner and takes off his hat: "Teaching."


His hat fingers trembled slightly.


Fame and wealth are useless ... Did this sentence warn him not to reveal any information to others?


This was to realize that he had guessed some clues.


The dark witch's heart became increasingly cautious.


Davey said again: "But after saying that, since you can understand, cough, the words of the devil, then you should be able to read this book. If you think it's good, I'd be happy to recommend it to others . "


He gave a polite and quiet smile.


Wilde looked at the book in his hand, nodded, and said, "I understand, I'll try my best."


It seemed like the bookstore owner wanted him to help spread his work.


This is the price he has to pay.


Wilde was relieved.


Just have a price.


There is no free lunch in the world.


If the bookstore owner continued to be generous, he would be even more worried, because in this case, the final price might be his.


Not also reveal the identity of the owner of the book, but also spread the contents of the book.


So it seemed like he could only study the contents thoroughly and then verbally pass them on to others. You have to be careful, careful, and then careful.


"Then, I should also say goodbye."


Wilde put his hat back on, then hesitated, taking the pitch-black stone statue from his arm and placing it on the table.


"Thank you for your continued guidance. This is my little heart. I hope you don't refuse."


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