I’m Really Not The Demon God’s Lackey

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Level I? !

A, P, D, I, abnormal, panic, destruction, god... This is god level!

Claude licked his lips and whispered dryly: "Teacher, what happened? The owner of that bookstore is..."

"Is there someone else by your side?"

Joseph's voice came, with sternness.

"Uh... ah, yes."

Claude suddenly came to his senses, looked at the black cat in his hand that had almost fainted by him, and hurriedly knocked the cat out with a knife, and said, "Sorry, teacher, I was negligent!"

Joseph said: "Knowing that you are negligent, don't you shut up and work? Do you want me to send you to the northern highlands to grow potatoes?"

"No! I'll give the order right away!"

Claude shook his head sharply, he knew that his teacher was indeed a little angry.

However, as the teacher's proud disciple, he has very deep experience in how to deal with this irritable old man.

This guy is a standard knife-mouthed tofu-hearted, looking very fierce, the kind that may blow someone's head with a punch at any time.

But in fact, when they see stray cats and dogs on the roadside, they will quietly go to feed them, and they will pretend to carelessly pat their heads.

Usually when he gets angry, his dark face and gloomy look is scary, but as long as he follows him at this time and gets things done quickly, he will 100% not have any follow-up.

In fact, it is just to scare you and make you do things quickly.

Claude notified the investigators on 23rd Street to withdraw immediately and let them go elsewhere.

Some are on standby, and some continue to follow the hunters.

The person responsible for the information on the Intelligence Section archives was subsequently contacted.

The most important thing in the Intelligence Section of the Secret Ritual Tower is probably these huge archives that cover all the forces and all aspects.

The list published by the Truth Society every year also needs to refer to the archive content of the Mystic Tower.

For this reason, the Truth Society has to be extorted by the Mystic Tower every year... No, it is asking for a reasonable and worthwhile copyright fee.

In fact, generally speaking, according to the rules, the establishment of a new file needs to be reviewed by the superior, which takes a long time.

But Joseph was originally one of the ten Great Knights of Radiance.

Half of the current glorious knights are his juniors, except for the three saints in the elder seat, they all have to give him face.

Therefore, as soon as the news was uploaded, it was immediately approved, which was extremely efficient.

"Teacher, the new I-level blank file has been created, and the content of the file needs to be filled in by you when you come back."

Claude reported the progress of the work in a straight-forward manner.

"boom."

The door was pushed open with force.

Claude turned his head and saw the white-haired, sturdy old man striding in in a suit and leather shoes.

"very good."

Joseph threw the communicator on the sofa, took off his jacket, and asked, "Who was next to you just now? Remember to use the 'forgetting' brand."

Claude picked up the black cat in his hand and said: "The investigators of our department belong to the fourth group, called Morrison Gregg, who came from a family of wizards and is very talented in transfiguration, um, and A little more special, he is your fan."

"fan?"

Joseph let out a weird squawk, then turned back to be expressionless, and sat behind his desk and turned on his custom computer: "My fans are all over the place."

Claude said: "Well, he participated in thirteen undefeated Shengyan fan support clubs and clubs, spending about three million a year on various support activities, including last year's 'Put Abraham Joseph's name in the truth' The events marked with gold on the list will be announced, so they should be considered core fans."

"..."

Joseph's action of entering the contents of the file stopped, and his incredible eyes fell on Claude.

black cat.

Hands folded, lost in thought.

"Is that what he did?"

"Yes, teacher."

"The wizarding family is really rich, you say so, Claude."

"...Yes, teacher."

"Instead of letting him use the money to do things that don't make any sense, it's better to donate it directly to idols, and use it as a fee for close observation and contact, I think he will be very happy... Well, just to recruit apprentice knight disciples. In name, let him be transferred from the investigation department."

...Gan! How could there be such a vile, greedy, and poor Great Knight of Radiance!

He even cheated a child out of money!

Claude complained viciously in his heart.

But on the surface, he still nodded with a straight face: "Okay, arrange it right away."

"Exactly, even the amnestics are saved."

As Joseph spoke, he looked at the contents of the file he had entered.

"No. 0113 I-level area: Bookstore, No. 412, No. 23 Street, NUO Jin Shangcheng District."

"Danger Level: Friendly (not recommended)."

"Confidentiality level: top secret (under follow-up investigation)."

"Explanation: The owner of the bookstore is suspected of being a longevity species. He runs the bookstore in seclusion. His business includes borrowing and selling books. Books contain mysterious and powerful powers..."

Click to confirm.

The content of this top-secret document will be uploaded to the higher levels inside the Mystic Tower, and then it may flow into the hands of those who cooperate with or need it.

How can something that can be recorded be truly kept secret? The so-called top secret actually means that there are only less than ten people who know it, and it is absolutely impossible for no one to know.

All Joseph had to do was warn them to stay away from the bookstore a little.

Although the owner of the bookstore is a friendly being, but according to his habit of receiving and borrowing books no matter what kind of guests, there is no guarantee that something will appear in this bookstore someday...

Of course, if they still want to die after reading this file, Joseph can only wish them good luck.

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"I'm fine, I'm really fine... Damn, didn't I upload all the files? Are the pupils in your eyeballs drawn? I'm worried, if I die, I'll be pissed off by you guys. !"

Joseph held the communication device on his side, and scolded him as he put on his pajamas.

"It's off-duty time, understand? The new labor law was just introduced two months before the truth conference, and I'm asking for more money!"

"Okay, don't talk about it, I have something to do, hang up first, that's all."

"Di."

He pressed the communicator, let out a long sigh, picked up the "Child of the Abyss" and glanced at it, confirming that the emotions from the magic sword were still peaceful and happy.

The voice of the landline suddenly came from the living room again.

"Shit, who is this time?"

Joseph rubbed his temples, put down the book, and walked towards the door: "Melissa, remember to drink milk."

The tall girl with beautiful curly red hair stuck her head out from the next room and said dissatisfiedly, "I know--you're--Dad."

"I'm not a child anymore."

Joseph's voice was getting farther and farther: "Really? My dear child, I didn't let you drink milk to make you grow taller. You are almost out of marriage."

Melissa crossed her chest with a dark face and turned to see the book on the table.

Huh? When did this muscular-brained Mr. Joseph learn to read?

She picked it up curiously.

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