Cultural Invasion In Different World

Joshua had already left, and Cheryl came to the second floor of the Mage Tower with two contracts.

This place is much more spacious than the first floor. The sunlight pouring down from the windows on both sides fell on the center of the second floor. Through the sunlight, Cheryl could see the dust floating in the air and the owl's feathers.

Following the trajectory of the feathers falling, Cheryl's own best friend, Sister Denisa.

This nun is kneeling on the ground with her hands clasped and her eyes closed, she is praying.

There is a rule in the Kingdom of the Holy Church, that is, every nun must spend about an hour a day praying to the gods.

Dinisha, this is Nolan, not the country of the Holy Church. No one will care whether you pray every day or not.

Cheryl walked to Denisa's side. She didn't know that it was the first time she reminded her friend of where she was.

But... this is my duty. Denisa opened her eyes and raised her head, Cheryl's cheeks were reflected in her blue pupils.

Responsibility? These are all lies fabricated by those liars. Why do you still believe it now?

Since Cheryl joined the Heresy Inquisition, she no longer believed in any beliefs preached by the Kingdom of the Holy Order, or lies such as 'God blesses the world'.

Her motivation for carrying out the task was simply to survive, and after defecting from the trial court, she even held a disdainful attitude towards the faith of the kingdom of the Holy Church.

You should know what kind of people those guys who ask you to pray are essentially.

Cheryl has told Denisa several times that there are many truths about the Kingdom of the Holy Order. If ordinary people listen to the dark history told by Cheryl and believe it, they may have apostate long ago.

But Denisa's life after she came to Nolan, apart from spending a little time every day writing her , the rest is the same as in the Kingdom of the Holy Church.

Does this have something to do with my prayer? Denisa tilted her head in confusion.

Relationship is the god you believe in, and it may be fabricated by them. Cheryl said.

The nun shook her head calmly at Cheryl's question.

Sheryl, I was lost in a forest when I was very young. When night fell, I was found by an elk shrouded in light in the forest.

She stretched her hand into the sunlight, as if she wanted to touch the light.

I believe it must be the incarnation of Monicall, who saved me.

There are so many strange monsters in this world, Cheryl thinks there is nothing abnormal about one or two elks that can glow.

But Cheryl didn't have the idea of ​​destroying Denisa's longing at this time.

Belief in itself is innocent, and if you want to blame it, you can blame those despicable guys who are doing shady collusion in the name of God.

Then do you want to go back to the Kingdom of the Holy Order? Cheryl tentatively asked Denisa for her opinion.

This nun occasionally reads some books about the country of the Holy Order. She seems to miss her hometown very much in a foreign country.

I think about it often. Denisa once again showed a nostalgic expression on her face: I go to the orphanage in the Anta City of the Holy City at this time every year to help. I don't know how the children there are this year. There is Mrs. Jill from the next block, and I don't know if her dampness has improved.

Wait...what were you doing when you were the Inquisitor?

Cheryl looked at the nun and counted the things she had done in the holy city one by one with her fingers.

If it was Cheryl who counted them, it might be that the den of the underground organization under the orphanage was taken away again, and the head of some wizard's head was taken away, or something like that.

Everyone in the Holy City is very kind to me... Denisa's voice suddenly became softer when she said this, and the expression on her face was also a little disappointed, but soon she forced a smile and said to Cheryl, But It doesn't matter, I won't ask Cheryl to take me back willfully, after all, I know that the archbishop hates us, if we go back, it may cause trouble to you, Cheryl...

...

Cheryl looked at Denisa, who had a bitter smile, and clenched her hands tightly.

As an insider, she felt an indescribable anger.

When Cheryl remembered, the Holy City was indeed filled with various warm memories, but this ended after Cheryl came into contact with the Tribunal.

Facing the reckless actions of the trial court, Cheryl, unable to resist, had no choice but to flee to Nolan.

But now she was equally powerless to resist, Cheryl glanced at her slender arms, no matter how superb the assassination skills were, she was no match for the Tribunal.

Sheryl, what are you holding? Denisa's voice woke Cheryl from her contemplation.

this?

Cheryl glanced at the two contracts held in the other hand, and she almost wanted to blurt out the words 'this is the contract of the devil'.

Dinisa someone wants to publish your book.

Cheryl handed over the contract that belonged to the nun, and Denisa took the contract and glanced at the contents.

Published? Is it a paper book like Secrets of the Imperial Warriors?

Denisa's works on Mowang were also written according to her own interests, and her manuscript fee was directly handed over to Cheryl to manage by Qiao Xiu.

I'm not particularly good at money.

Well, I heard that we are going to hold a...signing event.

Cheryl began to patiently explain the various regulations in the contract to Denisa.

Cheryl, who has given up her status as a judge, the only thing she can do now is to go as far as possible on the path of being a creator.

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Hearthstone Tavern.

Joshua stretched his hands, picked up the hot milk on hand and took a sip.

What are you doing now?

Shirley walked into Joshua's study with dinner as usual, and as soon as he entered the study, he saw various 'magic web interfaces' in front of him.

I'm going to separate the immovable library from the caster forum and make it a website. Qiao Xiu said.

website?

You can understand it as another caster forum, but it just turns the 'tavern' where users discuss into a virtual 'library', which is specially used to write and store books.

There is no concept of the World Wide Web in the magic net, and currently only the programs written by Qiao Xiu are available on the magic net.

In short, it's just a place to read? Shirley put the dinner on the table, and then leaned over to Joshua's side to browse the new interface on the Monet.

It can be understood in this way, and this is just the beginning. In the future, there will not only be websites dedicated to reading books, but also websites to appreciate paintings, browse video records, or purchase goods. Qiao Xiu said softly, This is the magic net. Really wonderful place.