I’m Really Not The Demon God’s Lackey

Greg is a paralyzed, pale, shaking, feeling like a dead escape.

No, it's not like, he just came back from the edge of death.

He can't forget, because of an angry, accidentally fell out of some of the debris outside the door, the heart stopped.

The owner of the bookstore clearly can grab him directly, but but only stopped in the door of the bookstore.

He knows that the book owner has seen his disguise.

"Is it dangerous?

Yes, the real danger is in front of you.

There is only one path to "safe" - "Go home".

The bookstore owner deliberately let him go, want him to go back to report!

Perhaps it is a warning, perhaps a provocation, maybe it is a mock.

But there is no choice now ...

Joseph has fallen!

Now, only he can tell the secret tower.

Morrison Greg.

The investigators of the Secret Tower Information Department, currently worked for one year.

It has been the most heavy mission to date.

He talled his inner fear, biting his teeth, re-turned into a black cat, rushed to the orientation of the secret tower.

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Joseph fell into an illusion once again.

In front of you is an endless starry sky and virtual, big and small stars are full of dark sky, and it is impact.

Outside of the hundreds of thousands of light years, the star in the birth and destruction cycle.

The concept of time is disappearing.

In this star sea, countless homomized things are in it.

Many times, these Agricultural shadows will flow from here to reality, in the eyes of Joseph, overlap the space in both sides, form a strange and beautiful picture.

It is like a blue whale to shuttle between the city.

But this shock, most of it is painful.

Because this will destroy his cognition and let him fall into an unknown fear.

And the magical sword Candra will cross the ancient years of the ancient years, and call this starry sky to distorted.

Joseph is occasionally thinking that it is like a baby who is thinking about his mother.

To be honest, guarding the magic sword Candra, for him, just like a child who is not obedient.

He is difficult to grasp this child's emotions and can't teach it because of aging.

But this time is different.

There is a book in Joseph's hand, a book that looks not thick and a lot.

" ..."

The book page is quickly opened, in which the unknown taboo language passes in front of you.

"The people who stare at the abyss will also be gazing and will be recognized by the abyss ..."

"Wait ... Wait ... this death! Trap! Oh, ah, ah!"

Joseph is clearly awake because of the pain in the brain, because too much information is received, and the head is swollen.

In the emotion of the magic sword, there was a happiness and pleasure, and Joseph's pain was quickly retired.

Why is it happy, because this book?

Fairy tale ... it is really ah!

Joseph opened his eyes.

He looked at a strange ceiling in a glance, tried to move, but found himself as an action to be subject to it.

The head is slightly lower, and I have the "fairy tale" in my hand.

It turned out to be such a fairy tale ...

"Hey, you wake up?"

The familiar youth sound came next to it.

Joseph turned, saw the familiar smile.

He shook his head, and it feels that the headache has disappeared, and the hand is supported.

Joseph turned to look into the forest, sat up, whispered: "Thank you."



019 hand it over to me

"Thank you."

Joseph is from the inner and instinct.

Although the doubts and vigilance of the heart did not atten, this gratitude is still sincere.

Joseph sat up from the lounge chair, and the heavy body gave this old old object huge pressure.

The lounge chairs have emitted the sound of happiness, as if they are on the edge of the scatter.

He wrinkled, simply handed down his hands.

The bookstore owner puts his hand, it seems that it is not concerned about his own things. He said: "It doesn't matter, give the guests are what I should do. What do you feel now, is there no more than a big problem?"

Joseph actively made a whole body joint and muscles, and made a fist, actually issued a sound like a tightening bow.