I'm Not the Hands of the Devil

Chapter 8: I Am Not the Feet of the Devil

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“Head, I've received a report.”

Joseph looked up from his documents and saw a golden-haired young man standing at the door.

“Come in, Claude.” As he said that, Joseph put down his pen, took off his glasses and rubbed his nose. “Did anything happen in connection with the Magic Ovum Mirror incident? These hunters..”.

The old man got up, staring at the pile of files on his desk. He took a deep breath, then roared, “....is a Norzin pest!”

Joseph looked like a delicate old man when sitting down. But when he stood up, the muscles protruding from his large body looked like they were about to come out of his clothes. The unshakable expression of determination on his face and the gray-white hair gave him a terrifying aura.

Claude waved to the people outside before gently closing the door and entering. “Sorry teacher, this is a new development.”

“New developments? What kind of development could be more important than a bunch of retarded fools who only knew how to bark and cause trouble ?! ”

Angrily, Joseph tapped on the table lightly and a crackling metal sound rang out from his mechanical arm.

With a loud bang, cracks appeared on the table as it shook. “Omong empty! I would've enjoyed retirement if it wasn't for this bunch of motherless bastards! Fuck those! One day I'll piss on all their mom's graves!”

Claude's lips twitched and he could not help but speak. “Teacher, you have to think about your image ..”

Joseph snorted, “What to fear?” He looked behind Claude. “Didn't you close the door?”

Claude: “...” What happened to this reason after throwing all that nonsense?

“Alright,” Claude scratched his head helplessly and put the file he held onto the table. “Informans who tracked the hunter's situation reported that Wilde was taken to 23rd Avenue ..”

“WHO?!” Joseph's eyes shot out a laser as his expression turned serious.

“Wilde, Frank Wilde, 'Black Scaly Man With No Face'. Considered a Destructive-rank black magician by Truth Union. Disappeared two years ago after a battle in the White Hills. We currently have a gift for him with a gift that increases every year and that causes a lot of opposition within the Secret Rite Tower. ”

Claude had already expected this kind of reaction from his teacher and gave his report appropriately.

Joseph sneered, “He finally appeared once again.I thought the trash would stay in the gutter and shiver forever.”

Claude muttered, “But you're the one who insisted that he was still alive and kept raising his prize because you were so sure he would reappear.”.

“Of course! No one knows him better than me.” Joseph looked down at his metallic hands that had been fully furnished by Truth Union. A thundering metallic scream echoed as his fingers clenched.

He had lost his right arm in battle two years ago. But at the same time, he had destroyed at least half of Wilde's body. Many people thought that Wilde was dead but Joseph had a premonition that this person would definitely return!

“i never expected him to be in Norzin. The most dangerous place is the safest, huh? It seems he has made progress. Hopefully he now has more than just water in his brain that's about the size of a walnut.”

“What is he doing at 23rd Avenue?” Joseph asked while pressing his hand against the table.

Claude answered at once. “According to the report, he entered a bookstore that looked ordinary and stayed for more than an hour, as if he bought or borrowed some books.”

“Black magicians who derive power from language buy books? It doesn't make sense! Something must be wrong with the bookstore. Have you investigated it? ”

“I've done it. The bookstore is registered under the Ash Chamber of Commerce and has been in operation for three years. Despite having few customers and businesses, the store had a good reputation and the owner who was out of town was the only anomaly. Initially, we suspected that this might be the hiding place of the black magicians, but we are not too sure now.”

“What are you not sure about?”

Joseph slammed his palm on the table. “A group of shi-eating troublemakers..This vegetable!”.

“Eh, non-vegetarian druid.”.

“Anything! Fuck those! Anyone can be an accomplice to darkness and our mission of the knights is to obliterate the darkness! Do you think Wilde spent an entire hour inside a bookstore chatting, reading, and drinking tea?” Joseph left with an angry scolding. “My beloved disciple Claude, do you really think the evil black magician full of schemes and actively planning revenge will be inside the ordinary bookstore, reading ?!”

“I'll actually wear this pair of pointy end boots and cruelly kick your ass if that's what you really think!”

Claude was subjected to this burst of abuse and did not dare to retaliate. All he could do was say mockingly, “But teacher, the Ash Chamber of Commerce provided 40% of its expenditure to our intelligence branch.”

“…”

Joseph's face stiffened and he took a deep breath twice. He then stepped forward from his desk, wearing a tie and coat. Its large body coupled with this outfit can be aptly described as “mafia western style”.

“So, I will travel to 23rd Avenue to see personally how dirty the place is!” furious Yusuf.

“Yes, teacher,” Claude lowered his head and opened the door.

Joseph stepped out the door and headed for the elevator. The people who passed through the interior hallway in the Secret Rite Tower would greet Joseph when they saw him.

“Siang, knight head.”

“Lord shining knight.”

“Head Sexy.”

“How are you doing?”

Ibrahim Yusuf's.

One of the ten Radiant Knights of the Secret Right Tower. Or rather, the former Radiant Knight.

The battle in the White Hills had wounded Wilde who was forced to hide. Joseph, too, suffered great damage to both body and soul, entered a semi-retired state and was transferred to intelligence work at the Secret Rite Tower.

Only

“Haa..”

Joseph pressed the button in the middle elevator and started to descend slowly.

The Secret Rite Tower was a tower with a height of over three hundred meters. Office districts and pathways packed like honeycomb form a large, tight arrangement.

Intelligence branch, training branch, combat branch, logistics branch.

Since ancient times, knights who possessed elemental powers have been trying to rid the world of evil.

Forty-nine large elevators in the middle go up and down all the time, carrying the weight of thousands of workers every day.

“Let me sort out what kind of holy creature you are .. Lin Jie.” Joseph muttered as he stuffed the report into his pocket as the elevator door slowly opened.

Suddenly, he covered his eyes. “Fuck, hallucinations back..”.