Bringing Culture to a Different World-Novel

“Thank you… Thank you…”

Elder Enya had already forgotten how many times she had heard this sentence today.

She had been entrusted by Jose to treat the residents of the demon world. In elder Enya’s impression, the demon world should be filled with chaos and disorder, but in fact, it was completely different from what elder Enya had imagined.

The atmosphere in this city was very similar to that of Arthur Crow. The entire city was gradually weakening, but the residents were trying their best to make it better.

The residents of the demon world, other than some succubi who spoke in a way that made elder Enya uncomfortable, the rest of the civilians were quite… friendly.

“Please let the next patient in.”

Elder Enya said as she stood next to the monitor dressed in black.

She was still thinking about what the Grand Duke of fresh blood had said, but it did not affect her work at hand.

The next figure who walked into the treatment station was also a monitor. The monitor’s face looked very pale. It should be a chaos demon.

Elder Enya summoned a vine with an inscription and stretched it toward the monitor.

“Hold it,”elder Enya said.

The Watcher hesitated for a moment before reaching out to hold the root that elder Enya summoned.

The gray fog seeped out of his body and was gradually absorbed by the vine. Elder Enya purified the gray fog in the person’s body as usual, but in the next second, the Watcher suddenly let go of his hand.

“Your treatment is not over yet.”

“No need… I feel much better.”

The monitor covered his hand that was holding the vines and walked out of the treatment station.

The moment he stepped out of the treatment station, a pain that felt like a needle piercing through his fingernails came from his palm.

‘Monet! I only asked you to test those elves, not to touch those vines! Do You Want to kill me?’

An extremely irritable female voice sounded in his mind, and he immediately apologized to her with his consciousness.

“I’m sorry, Sister Clary…”

“I’ve already gathered the intelligence of the elves, take this chance to rest and quickly return to the stronghold!”

The female voice in his mind gave him the next order. He looked around, and after finding that no one was watching him, he quickly ran towards the Imperial City of the Devil World.

In the residential area near the city wall of the Imperial City of the Devil World, he returned to his nominal home. Then, he lifted the carpet on the ground. There was a moving floor under the carpet.

After he removed the floor, a staircase leading to the underground was exposed in front of him.

“Hurry Up!”

The voice in his mind urged him to quickly run into the basement. After entering the basement, he took off the clothes of the monitor.

It was a burly middle-aged man with a goatee under his nose. There were sewn marks from his chest to his abdomen.

‘damn it! Monet, didn’t I ask you to put underwear on this body? and remember to shave his beard.’

‘sister, I think this beard looks good…’

‘shave it!’

In his mind, the female voice spoke loudly in a commanding tone. The middle-aged man trembled.

“Understood.”

After he agreed with a heavy voice, he suddenly covered his abdomen in pain.

A large amount of gray fog emerged from the middle-aged man’s body and gradually formed the shadows of two spirit bodies.

“Monet, I’m going to contact Bishop Jayenko right now. Don’t do anything unnecessary!”

One of the spirits with a female body pointed at the other spirit named Monet and said loudly.

“Sister Clary, Lord Pester contacted me about something in the text message.”

“Lord… Pester? Monet, have you forgotten why we became like this?”

The spirit body named Clary heard her younger brother address a vampire as ‘master’. She wanted to grab onto his clothes angrily, but her translucent hand pierced through his chest.

No matter how many times… Clary could not get used to the fact that she was already dead.

“Monet, we used this body to come to the demon world for revenge! We’re not asking you to make friends with those damn demons!”

After giving her useless brother a warning, Clary floated directly to an altar made of stones in the middle of the basement.

In the middle of the altar was the skull of an unknown creature. Clary chanted an ancient incantation. Gray Flames flowed out of the eye sockets of the skull, and blood slowly flowed down from the altar.

“How far has the god’s punishment spread?”

An old and hoarse voice came from the skull.

“The land that the demons could cultivate has been completely corroded. If it weren’t for the traitors providing food to the demons, these demons would have been devoured by the god’s punishment long ago.”

Clary respectfully half-knelt in front of the skull.

“Bishop Gaynek, what should we do about the elves who defiled the power of God’s punishment? Should we deal with them in secret?”

“There’s no need. The Magic of the High Elves is unable to completely purify the gray fog. Doing so will expose your whereabouts. Remember… There’s only one purpose for you to hide here.”

“Yes, sir,”Clary said.

“Clary, do you and your brother feel uncomfortable there?”The skull was silent for a moment before asking again about their situation. “The power that the god gave me can only implant your souls into the body of that demon. You must have been humiliated as the Holy Army.”

“Being killed by a demon is the most humiliating thing in my life. Bishop Gaynek… it would be our honor if our sacrifice could completely purify the demon world.”

The skull did not speak anymore. At that moment, Clary heard a voice. When she turned around, she saw that the burly chaos demon had already started moving again.

The interface of the weave appeared in front of the Chaos Demon’s eyes. In his other hand, he was holding a mouse with a crystal.

While Clary was chatting with Bishop Garinkow, he had successfully logged into a game called Holy Spirit.

He was lying on the ground to complete this series of actions because the chaos demon’s legs did not have any intuition.

“Monet!”

Seeing this scene, Clary was so angry that she wanted to walk over and beat up this useless brother who only knew how to play the magic net game.

“Pesto… she said she was coming to look for us.”

Monet took advantage of the moment when Clary pounced over and read out a message in the friend list of the Holy Spirit.

“That vampire is coming to look for us now… What did you do to expose yourself?”

“Calm down, Clary…”

Bishop Cain’s voice instantly calmed her down. She closed her eyes and her figure gradually disappeared into the basement.

The next moment, the Chaos Fiend that was originally lying on the ground used his hands to support himself and stood up again.

“Someone is approaching our stronghold. There’s… There’s more than one person.”

The Chaos Fiend picked up the longsword hanging on the wall of the basement and a large pile of primary crystals engraved with large amounts of runes and placed them into his waist pouch.