I’m Really Not The Demon God’s Lackey

"Boom. "Three u 捌 u read u book""

"Knight Commander, report something unusual."

Joseph raised his head and looked at the blond young man standing upright at the door with a respectful look.

"Come in, Claude."

While talking, he put down his pen, took off his glasses, and squeezed the bridge of his nose: "Is something wrong with the egg of the magic mirror? These hunters..."

The old man's eyes were electric, he stood up and looked at the files piled up on the desk, and let out a sigh of relief: "What a group of Nuojin's borers!"

When he sits, he looks like an ordinary gentle old man.

But when he stood up, he was as strong as a hill, with block-like muscles showing a rigid outline from his shirt. With a firm face and gray hair, he had an aura of no anger and prestige.

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

"New situation? Is there anything else that can cause more trouble than this group of mentally retarded, low-powered, barking puppies?!"

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

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

A crack faintly appeared on the desktop.

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

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

Joseph hummed: "What are you afraid of?"

He glanced at behind Crowder casually.

"Didn't you close the door?"

Claude: "..."

Is this the reason for your mouth full of feces? !

"Okay." Claude scratched his head helplessly, first put the file in his hand on the desktop, and then said: "The spy responsible for tracking and monitoring the hunter's activities is on the 23rd Street and saw Wilde..."

"Who?!"

Joseph's face suddenly became serious, his eyes bursting with sharp light.

"Wilde, Frank Wilde, the'faceless man with black scales', the Destructive Black Wizard certified by the Truth Society, has disappeared after the Battle of the White Hills two years ago, and is being offered a bounty by our name. The bounty has increased 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 fluently reported very standard information.

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

Claude said in a low voice, "However, it is you who believe that he must be alive and will reappear, so that the rewards are continuously increased..."

"Of course! No one knows him better than me."

Joseph looked down at his metal prosthesis, which was completely provided by the Truth Society, closed his five fingers and clenched his fists, making a sore sound.

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

Many people think that Wilde is dead.

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

"Unexpectedly, he was actually in Nuo Jin. Is it dark under the light? Huh, he really has grown. I hope he finally has something other than water in his shrunken walnut-like brain."

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

Claude said: "According to the spy's information, he entered a seemingly ordinary bookstore and stayed for more than an hour, seeming to be buying or borrowing books."

"A dark wizard who relies on language to gain power, buy a book? A fantasy! There must be a problem with this bookstore. Have you checked the background?"

"I have checked it. 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 has no customers. The business is bleak. The only thing that is unusual is that the owner of the bookstore seems to be a foreigner. We initially suspect that it may be the base of the dark wizard. , But not so sure."

"Not sure what?"

Claude was a little embarrassed: "The Ash Tree Chamber of Commerce is the property of the Druid priests... They are believers in nature and the forest, and they are unlikely to associate with the Dark Wizard. If we go rashly, it will damage the reputation of the Ash Tree Chamber of Commerce, Drew The Yimen may protest to the Secret Tower."

Joseph patted the table: "! This group of s... vegetarian troublesome spirits!"

"Uh, druids don't eat vegetarian..."

"Fuck him! Hell, anyone can be an accomplice of the darkness, and our knight’s mission is to clear the darkness. Wilde has been in this bookstore for more than an hour. Can you imagine that he is chatting and reading in it? , Drink tea?"

"Oh my dear little Crowder, a vicious dark wizard, a deliberate avenger, in a family

Reading in an ordinary bookstore? ! "

"If you really think so, then I will put on these pointed Mithril boots and kick your **** fiercely!"

Crowder was scolded with blood, but he dared not talk back. He could only sneered: "But teacher, the Ash Tree Chamber of Commerce also provides 40 funds for our intelligence department."

"..."

Joseph's face became stiff, and then he took two deep breaths. He walked out from behind the desk, put on a bow tie, a jacket, and a burly figure. The image of a "suit mob" came out: "Forget it, I will go there in person. Go to Twenty-third Street! I want to see what the bookstore is like!"

"is teacher."

Claude lowered his head and opened the door.

Joseph strode out the door, and the people who came and went were walking on the internal roads crisscrossed and crisscrossed like branches of the secret tower, and they would take the initiative to salute when they met him.

"Good afternoon, knight commander."

"Glory Knight Lord."

"Hello, section chief."

"Have you eaten yet?"

Abraham Joseph.

One of the ten glorious knights of the Mystery Tower, of course, is the predecessor.

After the battle with Wilde in the White Hills.

The latter escaped with serious injuries and disappeared.

However, Joseph entered semi-retirement due to physical and mental injuries, and turned to work in the intelligence department of the Secret Tower.

"call……"

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

The Secret Instrument Tower is a tower with a height of 300 meters, surrounded by honeycomb office areas and extensive internal roads, forming a huge and rigorous system.

Information Section, Cultivation Section, Combat Section, Logistics Section.

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

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

"Lin Jie... let me see where you are."

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

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

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