Bringing Culture to a Different World

“If the Holy Spirit is a battlefield, you are trying to create a world now.”

The white bird stood on Joshua’s shoulder and stared at the human soldiers in the distance.

“It’s a large-scale multiplayer online game. It can be considered a virtual world, but even with your help, it will still take a lot of time to complete it alone, especially when it comes to the map.”

Joshua glanced at the lion emblem on the shields of the soldiers. His arm shook in the air, and the city wall in front of him crumbled into pieces and shrunk, it turned into a small ball and fell into Josh’s hand.

“Save it. I’ll continue it when I have time.”

The ball in Josh’s hand turned into the size of his index finger and was swallowed by the White Bird.

“Is it time to wake up?”Josh patted the nonexistent dust on his back and stood up.

Before he left, Josh let the White Bird on his shoulder jump onto his arm.

“World Tree, is it possible for the product of the space of consciousness to interfere with reality?”Joshua suddenly asked.

“It’s possible. Don’t underestimate the power gathered by the beliefs of all living beings.”

The white cat that had been sitting on Joshua’s head jumped onto Joshua’s shoulder. The moment it landed, the environment around Joshua became the battlefield of the Holy Spirit once again.

“In our memories, the illusion of the space of consciousness did appear in the real world in the past,”the White Bird said.

“It sounds scary… but if this situation really happens, please let me know immediately.”

Joshua looked at his hands that were gradually becoming translucent, indicating that he was gradually waking up in the real world.

When Josh opened his eyes again, it was pitch-black in front of his eyes, but a pleasant smell kept circling in his nose.

It was Hiri’s body scent. Josh recognized it immediately. He took a step back slightly and found that he had buried his head in Hiri’s chest and fallen asleep.

No wonder his nose hurt..

“Is there a need to do that!”

Hiri’s silver-gray pupils were staring at Joshua. Joshua, who had just woken up, kept rubbing his nose.

“My chest is not a whetstone. It’s still… still a little soft.”

Hiri’s face turned red when she said that. At first, Joshua fell asleep on the bed. In his sleep, Joshua subconsciously hugged her.

Maybe when Josh was sleeping with Hiri, Hiri had tried to use various wrestling techniques to strangle Josh. This time, Josh took the initiative to hug Hiri’s waist.

This made Hiri a little confused at first, and then she gradually got used to it.

“HMM… it’s like a mud wall mixed with gravel? But I like it.”

At this moment, Josh once again showed his bad analogy ability. When Hiri heard it, he got into the quilt and no longer paid attention to Josh.

Hiri and Fuya both had the habit of wrapping themselves in the quilt, but Hiri would run around the room wrapped in the quilt, while Fuya’s words were fixed on the bed like a mountain.

When Josh was thinking about how to comfort Hiri, there was a knock on the door of Josh’s room.

“Your sister has been waiting at the door for a long time.”Healy popped her head out of the quilt and said, “I think if we let her wait a little longer, she might pull out her sword and cut the door in half.”

“It’s not possible, it’s definitely… time to work,”Jose said.

…..

This was the first time that Clary, who had been dormant in the demon world for so long, had been given the opportunity to enter the castle of the king’s city.

In the most important center of the demon world, Clary had always been looking for an opportunity to enter and investigate. She had not expected that the god of holy light would favor her today… or more accurately, her younger brother.

“How much longer do you guys want to play this game?”

Clary had already been asleep in this body for nearly three hours.

She had been pressured by the second demon princess and had agreed to some Holy Spirit professional team’s invitation.

This invitation allowed her to successfully enter the heart of the Imperial City. Clary could not wait to find some reason to explore the surroundings.

The progress of the matter was as Clary had expected. The second demon princess brought them to a hall and left.

Originally, this was a perfect opportunity to explore the castle. However, her younger brother found a blood breed that he was familiar with and asked, “How about forming a team to fight against the Holy Spirit?”.

This request was like throwing a bottle of virgin blood in the middle of the group of vampires, causing them to fall into another state of excitement.

The group of vampires placed the long tables in the hall together and began to play with the Holy Spirits as if they were holding a round table meeting.

“Sister, this game will end in ten minutes,”Monet said to her sister in her mind.

‘this is already the fourth round you’ve played!’

Clary shared her vision with Monet. She controlled the body of the Chaos Fiend and instantly looked up at the figure sitting opposite her.

One of the four dukes of the demon world, the Grand Duke of fresh blood.

‘what a thorny problem! Why does he have to sit here?’

‘sister… The Grand Duke of fresh blood has just come into contact with the Holy Spirit not long ago. You have to be more lenient with the newbies,’Monet said in a weak voice.

“Who’s talking to you about how good he is at playing the Holy Spirit? ! I mean, why would a duke of the demon world be interested in this kind of game, or would he play it for a whole four hours? !”

During this period of time, Clary’s impression of the Grand Duke of fresh blood had been somewhat distorted. In the eyes of the Holy Army, the four dukes of the demon world were dangerous existences that piled up tens of thousands of skeletons under their bodies and could mercilessly kill humans.

However, the Grand Duke of blood opposite Clary was gradually becoming a middle-aged uncle who had ‘a successful career, a happy family, and a comfortable life playing games at home’, most importantly, he was so weak in playing games that he had to listen to her cowardly younger brother’s commands.

If the commanders of the sacred army found out that this private named Monet was able to make a Duke of the demon world obey his every word, would they feel horrified or relieved?

“Leave the long table after this round. Monet, don’t forget our duty!”

“I… I understand, sister. Wait a moment, I’ll be able to kill four of you soon!”

Clary listened to her brother’s shout and once again confirmed that she had made the wrong decision to let him go to the battlefield.

If it wasn’t for the Grand Duke of fresh blood sitting opposite them, Clary would have risked her own spirit body to explore.

The weaker vampires wouldn’t have been able to sense her presence, but the blood archduke wasn’t so sure.

As Clary’s thoughts wandered, she heard the hall door being pushed open.