Bringing Culture to a Different World-Novel

Duke Cruz was facing a huge crisis. He had a total of two children, and both of them were far more talented in fighting and magic than ordinary people.

This made Duke Cruz deeply proud of them. However, one of the children, edecker, was obsessed with the Holy Spirit a year ago, which led to the gradual abandonment of both fighting and magic studies.

This incident also became a major mental illness for Count Cruz.

However, in the end, fortunately, Edko became a member of the strongest knights of the iron country.

This was a supreme honor for Count Cruz, although he did not understand how Edko got this honor from the beginning to the end.

The crisis that Count Cruz was facing now was… He knew that his second son was also playing the Holy Spirit!

Count Cruz’s second son was called wall. He and Edko were twin brothers. They were born around the same time, and they often competed for the position of elder brother.

“Father, this is just for me to kill time. Now that you have brought me to Nolan, I can’t participate in any gladiatorial competitions.”

Wall’s physique was much stronger than Edko’s, and there were many hideous scars on his arms. These scars were also the reason why he could steadily defeat Edko.

”…”

Hearing his son’s explanation, Count Cruz could only look out of the window.

The charging speed of the Nolan Portal was faster than in the past few years. The central portal, which was supposed to only open once every three months, was now activated once again in less than a month.

Count Cruz also came to Nolan through the portal of Orson Castle.

This was his second visit to Nolan after two years.

His first impression when he came to this magic city was that the color of the streets was much more than it was two years ago.

There were all kinds of giant paintings on both sides of Nolan’s road, and many of them could still move.

“In two years, this city has become a little boring for me.”

Count Cruz scratched his ears. After coming to the street, he could always hear the music from the shops on the street.

“This song is called Believer. Father, you should listen to it too. Whether I’m practicing swordsmanship or going on the field, I will listen to it.”

As he said this, wall tightened the bandage on his hand. Ever since his own brother, AITEC, left the Gladiator Arena in Orson Castle, he had steadily taken the first place in the Gladiator competition.

His strength had soared along the way. Wall could completely attribute it to the power brought by this kind of music.

“It can make my blood burn, father,”Wall said as he stared at Cruz seriously.

The music playing on the street was very mixed. The magic car had left the shop where the Believer music was playing, so Duke Cruz did not have the chance to enjoy the music that could make his blood burn.

He was not very interested in it.

“The sound of gears and cast steel is the most beautiful sound in this world. Remember That!”Said Earl Cruz.

This was also the reason why Earl Cruz was annoyed. Many years ago, when he was in Nolan, he could always hear the sound of steam coming from the other side of the river of gears. Now, it was replaced by all kinds of music.

“Yes, yes.”

The son of Earl Cruz, Wall, did not take his words to heart at all. Wall’s eyes had always been fixed on the interface of the magic net.

“Who are you going to attack again?”Earl Cruz suddenly asked.

His son had a pair of wolf-like eyes. Weak enemies on the field would be timid just by being stared at by his eyes.

Earl Cruz was too familiar with him. Whenever he showed that wide-open smile, a challenger who could not stand up would always appear in an alley in Orson Castle.

“A reckless guy in the Holy Spirit,”he said. “It’s just a game. He kept chasing me and asked me to take back what I said. He happens to be in Nolan now.”

“This is Nolan. Don’t hit him too hard,”said Count Cruz with a frown.

“I can’t promise you that, Father.”He had no intention of hiding his thoughts. “I’m very unhappy that the incompetent Aitke got the medal of the ironmaker by relying on the Holy Spirit.”

He tightly held the bandage wrapped around his hand, like a wolf looking for its prey.

..

Clary felt that she was not far from her second death, which was her soul dissipating.

In her soul state, Clary also needed to rest mentally.

However, ever since she and her brother Monet participated in the Holy Spirit Competition as a Chaos Demon, she had not slept for more than twenty days!

Clary swore that this was definitely the harshest punishment in the world. Twenty days of intense Holy Spirit training made her feel nauseous when she heard the words ‘The Horn of war has been blown’.

Fortunately, the almost torturous training was finally over today.

Clary did not have any sense of the chaos demon’s body, but she could clearly hear his hands release the protocrystal mouse. All the bones and muscles in his body were emitting a sound of soreness that was close to falling apart.

“A group of trash has just barely become a group of trash that can fight.”

The Lich Lord, who was far more terrifying than a demon, sat at the end of the long table and looked at the blood clansmen who had fallen onto the table, unable to move.

“Tomorrow, you will go to Nolan.”

The Grand Duke of fresh blood returned to the hall at this moment. He came to the side of the clansmen who were sitting in the hall one by one and put his hand on their shoulders.

Scarlet Mana surged in his hand, and in the next second, the look on the faces of the minions who had the expression “I’m so trapped that I want to die”became much more spirited.

When the Grand Duke of fresh blood arrived before the chaos fiend controlled by Clary..

“You have one night of rest,”he said apologetically.

Clary finally understood why the Sacred Army viewed the demon world as hell. Even the slaves of the human world did not have to work for more than twenty days in a row, and were only allowed to rest for one night in such a cruel schedule.

“Your grace, I hope to return to my residence to pack some things.”

Clary made this request with a tired voice.

She had endured for a full 20 days just to wait for this moment.

This open competition of the Holy Spirit was the only chance to get rid of the fourth princess, Fuya.

She would be exposed to the human world, and Clary would have a chance to get close to her.

But to be on the safe side, Clary had to inform Bishop Gayinco about this in advance..

The Blood Grand Duke agreed to Clary’s request. She could only drag her heavy body and stagger towards the exit. Her brother Monet’s consciousness was already in a half-asleep state.

As long as Fuya disappeared from this world, she could bid farewell to her damned life in the demon world!