I’m Really Not The Demon God’s Lackey

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"Dong dong."

"Knight Commander, there is an abnormal situation to report."

Joseph raised his head and looked at the blond young man who was standing straight in the doorway with a respectful expression.

"Come in, Claude."

As he spoke, he put down his pen, took off his glasses, and pinched the bridge of his nose: "Is something wrong with the mirror egg? These hunters..."

The old man's eyes were like electricity, he stood up and looked at the documents piled up on the desktop, and let out a long sigh: "It's really a bunch of Nuojin worms!"

He sat like an ordinary Sven old man.

However, when he stood up, he was as strong as a hill, with his thick muscles showing a rigid outline from his shirt. With his resolute face and gray hair, he had an aura of not being angry and arrogant.

Claude greeted the people outside, closed the door gently, walked in and said, "I'm sorry, teacher, this is a new situation."

"New situation? What other situation can cause more trouble than this group of mentally retarded puppies who only bark?!"

Joseph angrily clenched his fist and tapped the table lightly, and the mechanical arm made a "click" metal friction sound.

With a "bang", the documents on the table trembled.

A crack appeared on the table.

"Shit, if it wasn't for them, I should be enjoying my leisurely retirement now, a bunch of little bastards with mothers and no mothers! Damn it! Sooner or later I'll use their mother's tombstone to practice boxing!"

Claude twitched the corners of his mouth and had to say, "Teacher, pay attention to your image..."

Joseph hummed, "What are you afraid of?"

He glanced behind Claude nonchalantly.

"Didn't you close the door?"

Claude: "..."

Is that why your mouth is full of shit? !

"Okay." Claude scratched his head helplessly, first put the document in his hand on the desktop, and then said: "The spy who was in charge of tracking and monitoring the hunter's movements was on 23rd Street and saw Wilde..."

"Who?!"

Joseph's face suddenly turned serious, and a sharp light burst from his eyes.

"Wilde, Frank Wilde, 'The Faceless Man of the Black Scales', a destruction-level dark wizard certified by the Truth Society, disappeared after the Battle of the White Hills two years ago, and is being put on a bounty by us, and the bounty has been increasing year by year. It was opposed by a large number of anonymous letters in the tower."

Claude had already anticipated the teacher's reaction and reported very standard information fluently.

Joseph sneered: "He finally showed up. I thought this bug would stay in the sewer forever and shiver."

Claude sighed and whispered: "However, it was you who believed that he must still be alive and will reappear, so you kept increasing the reward..."

"Of course! No one knows him better than I do."

Joseph looked down at his metal prosthesis, which was completely provided by the Truth Society.

In the battle two years ago, he lost his right arm, but at the same time, he also blew up most of Wilde's body.

Many people thought Wilde was dead.

But he always had a hunch that this guy would definitely come back!

"I didn't expect him to be in Nuojin. It's dark under the lights. Hmph, he's really grown. I hope his walnut-like shrinking brain finally has something other than water."

Joseph put his hands on the table: "What is he doing on 23rd Street?"

Claude said: "According to the intelligence of the spies, he entered a very ordinary-looking bookstore and stayed for more than an hour, seemingly buying or borrowing books."

"A dark wizard who relies on language to gain power, buy books? Arabian Nights! There must be something wrong with this bookstore, have you checked the background?"

"I have checked, it is a bookstore listed by the Ash Tree Chamber of Commerce, it has been in business for three years, it has a good reputation, and there are no customers.

The business was bleak. The only unusual thing was that the owner of the bookstore seemed to be a foreigner. We initially suspected that it might be the stronghold of the dark wizard, but we were not sure. "

"Not sure what?"

Claude was a little embarrassed: "The Ash Tree Chamber of Commerce is the asset of the Druid priests... They are believers in nature and forests, and are unlikely to be in the company of dark wizards. If we go there rashly, it will damage the reputation of the Ash Tree Chamber of Commerce, Drew. The Iraqis may protest to the Mystic Tower."

Joseph slapped the table: "***! This group of s... vegetarian troublemakers!"

"Uh, Druids are not vegetarian..."

"What the hell! Anyone can be an accomplice of the darkness, and the mission of our knights is to clear the darkness. Wilde has been in this bookstore for more than an hour. Can you imagine him chatting and reading books in it? "Drinking tea?"

"Oh my dear little apprentice Claude, a vicious dark wizard, a deliberate avenger, in an ordinary bookstore, reading books?!"

"If you really think so, then I'm going to put on these pointed Mithril boots and kick your ass!"

Claude was scolded bloody, but he didn't dare to talk back, so he could only laugh: "But teacher, the Ash Tree Chamber of Commerce also provides 40% of the funding for our intelligence department."

"..."

Joseph's face stiffened, then he took two deep breaths, walked out from behind the desk, put on a bow tie, put on a jacket, and a burly figure, the image of a "suit thug" came out impressively: "Forget it, I'll go to one in person. Go to No. 23 Street! I want to see what the hell this bookstore is!"

"is teacher."

Claude lowered his head and opened the door.

Joseph strode out of the door, and people who came and went walked on the inner road of the Mystery Tower, which was like a branch, and they would take the initiative to salute when they met him.

"Good afternoon Knight Commander."

"Lord Shining Knight."

"Hello, Chief."

"Have you eaten?"

Abraham Joseph.

One of the ten glorious knights of the Mystic Tower, of course, the predecessor.

After the battle with Wilde in the White Hills.

The latter escaped with serious injuries and disappeared.

Joseph, on the other hand, entered a semi-retirement state due to physical and mental damage, and turned to work in the Intelligence Section of the Mystery Tower.

"call……"

Joseph pressed the button of the central elevator, and the elevator began to operate, moving down slowly.

The Mystery Tower is a tower of 300 meters high, surrounded by a honeycomb-shaped office area and internal roads extending in all directions, forming a huge and tight system.

Intelligence Section, Cultivation Section, Combat Section, and Logistics Section.

The knights who have inherited the power of elements from ancient times to the present are still working hard to clean up the evil in the world.

Forty-nine large elevators in the center run up and down, carrying thousands of staff who come and go every day, like a cluster of burning torches.

"Lin Jie... let me see how holy you are."

Joseph looked at the slowly opening elevator door, stuffed the information in his hand into his pocket, and muttered.

He suddenly covered his eyes: "Damn, this illusion is coming again..."

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