I’m Really Not The Demon God’s Lackey

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Being a hunter, Heris had the power of sordid blood that provided speedy regeneration and he could even regrow an arm without batting an eye.
On the other hand, a black magician like Uri basically had a constitution no different from an ordinary person.

His body wasn’t suited to sustain strong attacks nor did he possess regenerating capabilities.
Moreover, this kind of injury wouldn’t heal quickly enough only by relying on incantations and the best way to deal with such an injury was requesting for help from the Church of the Dome.

However, for the past three years, the Church of the Dome in Norzin had declared that they wouldn’t provide black magicians with treatment.

The reason wasn’t a standpoint issue.
The Church of the Dome was only responsible for providing treatment and wasn’t responsible for teaching people on how to conduct themselves.
It was just that black magicians, especially the many low-level ones were generally… broke.

“Ji Zhixiu, and teac…Wilde both seem to have some relations with this bookstore owner on 23rd Avenue.
It’s like… their fates were rewritten in that place,” muttered Uri.

He was well aware of the many serious injuries Wilde suffered back then.
Furthermore, even if his teacher didn’t die eventually, he probably wouldn’t have reappeared given his pride.
But who could have known that Wilde would actually appear and seemed to have gotten even stronger.

“Let’s just hope it is an error with the intelligence report.”

Uri turned his head to look at the middle-aged black magician Johann beside him.
“Still remember your mission objectives?”

“Yes.” The black magician lowered his head and continued, “Investigate the situation of the bookstore and its owner.
Ascertain that person’s level, appearance, and the layout of the bookstore.”

“Go on then, bring back some good news,” Uri ordered.

In the blink of an eye, Johann’s body vanished as he turned into a shadow that blended into the darkness.

Shadow Transformation Technique!

This was a technique Johann was most well-versed in and it was the best method for discreet scouting.
Nightfall was the best camouflage as he rapidly traversed through the crisscrossed shadows of tall buildings and arrived very quickly at the bookstore on 23rd Avenue, unit 412.

Johann slowed down and did a meticulous sweep of the bookstore’s surroundings.
He was being cautious but at the same time, slightly skeptical.

…There’s no aetheric disturbance in this place at all.
Based on pure perception, this is just but a simple and ordinary bookstore.
However, a mission the superiors view with great importance surely wouldn’t be easy.

Johann then entered and surveyed the bookstore’s first floor but wasn’t able to discover anything abnormal.
All he found was neatly arranged rows of bookshelves and books and thus, he proceeded to the second floor.

The layout upstairs was simpler, just like an ordinary residence.
Johann quickly checked all the places he ought to and eventually the last place left to investigate was the bookstore owner’s bedroom.

The only indication of life came from that room, though the aura was seemingly ordinary as if the one inside wasn’t an extraordinary being.
That meant the bookstore owner was sleeping soundly within the room.

As Johann inched towards the bedroom door, he thought to himself.
Perhaps, I can just get rid of this fellow at the same time and report back that the person everyone was so worried about was merely an ordinary person and had already been easily disposed of.

He couldn’t help snickering as he reverted to his original form and reached out to twist the doorknob.

Johann peeked through the crack as it gradually widened and his mind instantly went blank.

Inside, the entire room was covered with pulsating veins and squirming flesh that spread out from the headboard, extending to the walls and floor.
At the feet of the bed were a cluster of white iris flowers glowing faintly, illuminating the smiling face of the young man on the bed who seemed as if he was having a sweet dream.

Johann hadn’t even been able to react when those densely-packed blood veins appeared to be startled and started rushing towards him.