Bringing Culture to a Different World

Agata pulled the linen scarf around his neck and exhaled a breath of cold air.

The demon race, the Frost Kingdom, and the sacred religion had been fighting on this plains for who knows how many years. The long years of war had caused the plains to be a complete mess, as long as one dug a little under the snow, one would be able to dig out a corpse.

Therefore, this place had become a paradise for most ‘ghouls’. Of course, the prerequisite was that these fellows could avoid the magical beasts that lived on the plains and the orcs that would appear from time to time.

All of these factors caused the frost plains to be very dangerous for Agata, a solo traveler. Perhaps her luck had been pretty good recently, as she did not encounter any magical beasts or thieves along the way.

“Are we still close?”

Agata came before a decaying tree. She stretched out her hand and pushed aside the accumulated snow beside the tree, revealing a skeleton that had been sealed in ice.

This skeleton had been stabbed to death under the tree in a raised hand posture. Perhaps it was because its movements were too conspicuous, it had been used as a signpost for the army, it was even nicknamed ‘Smiling Johanna’by the soldiers of the Frost Kingdom.

“If I have a camera, I really want to take a group photo and post it on the Spellcaster Forum.”

Agata put down the backpack on her back and took out a cup of wine from the bag and sat down with Johanna.

She opened the interface of her weave… during the time she stayed in the demon world as a prisoner of war, Agata had made many friends. One of the benefits was that she did not know who had given her a leaf from the world tree.

With the blessing of this leaf, she could establish a connection with the weave no matter where she was.

‘I’ve finally met Mr. Johanna today. I’m almost able to return to frost fort. I kind of miss my bed at home.’

Agata opened her spell Caster’s camp and left a message on it.

Not everyone could have the function of a spell caster’s camp. Agata had applied for a long time before she had her own ‘camp’.

After setting up the camp, Agata spent her time as a prisoner of war in the demon race fortress. She updated her latest news every day. To put it simply, she used words to broadcast her life as a prisoner of war.

Even the name of the demon net camp was changed to ‘Agata who still wants to escape’

‘what! The camp owner has escaped?’replied: Short-tentacle wand

‘He was released a week ago, but I feel that life in the demon fortress is very comfortable. He can eat his fill and also grow flowers.’replied: son of the lake.

‘that’s true, but I still have to go home and take a look.’

Agata replied to the messages of the messengers one by one. Her camp was not as hot as the flower of Faroese. A single ‘Good Morning’could receive thousands of replies.

Her camp had about 500 people paying attention to it. Most of them were curious about the life in the demon fortress.

Although some people were doubting the truth of Agata’s story, most of them still believed the rumors of Agata.

‘the last bit of dry food has been eaten. I should go now.’

Agata shook his pouch. There was not much to drink in it.

The hunger in her stomach reminded Agata of the life in the demon fortress. At least, she would not go hungry.

Agata carried her backpack, but the interface of the demon net was not closed. Along the way, no one chatted with her, which made Agata develop the habit of sending her thoughts to the camp.

She continued to walk on the snow-covered plain. However, before she got far… Agata saw a team of cavalrymen in the distance.

Agata narrowed her eyes and stared at the armor worn by the cavalry in the distance, as well as the emblem on the horse clothes.

‘I met our country’s border patrol! Although I’m not sure yet… but I seem to have been discovered.’

When Agata was editing the content of the magic net, the group of cavalry seemed to have also noticed Agata’s voice. She could only raise her hand to indicate that she was here, and shouted her name loudly.

“I am the fourth son of the White Frost Deer Clan’s patriarch, Agata Gulisf!”Agata shouted out her name and surname.

Just the members of the White Frost Deer clan were enough for the cavalry to stop and confirm. Moreover, Agata was once a soldier of the fortress.

However, the cavalry took out their longbows. At this moment, Agata instantly realized that something was wrong. An ice-blue inscription appeared on her hand. When the arrow was shot at her.., a barrier formed by magic power appeared in front of Agata.

After blocking the first round of attacks, she immediately threw down the heavy bag behind her and ran toward the tree behind her.

Agata hid behind the tree, but subconsciously looked at the reply on the Spellcaster’s camp.

‘Can you ride back now?’replied: Magic Rooster.

‘those guys are… they’re disguised as ghouls. No… that’s impossible… Ghouls can’t be wandering around this area. There’s something strange there.’

Agata relied on her excellent typing speed to send her thoughts to the spell caster camp. She took this opportunity to turn around and look at the cavalry. They held their longbows and shot arrows at Agata once again.

“I’m not the enemy! Don’t you even give me the chance to talk!”Agata shouted at the cavalry.

However, they did not pay attention to Agata at all. One of the cavalry’s arrows was imbued with magic power and instantly hit the smiling Johanna beside Agata.

The ice sculpture instantly shattered into pieces under the attack of the Magic Arrow.

‘Johanna is dead again!’

Wait! Now is not the time to send a message to the camp!

Agata waved her hand and closed the interface of the magic net. Two cavalrymen had already rushed to his side and pulled out their sabers to slash at her.

She could only pull out the dagger behind her back to block one of the attacks, but her body also lost its balance and fell to the snow.

The other cavalryman seized this opportunity and aimed at Agata. The arrow had already been shot, and it was too late for her to cast a spell to block it.

Agata closed her eyes subconsciously, but the expected pain did not appear on her body a few seconds later.

She opened her eyes tentatively, and a dark figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

”?”

Agata stared at the figure standing in front of him with his eyes wide open, his left hand firmly holding the arrow that was shot at Agata.

“Lord Noggs?”Agata said the name of the person in front of him in disbelief.

“As expected, there is no need to communicate with creatures like humans.”

Noggs’s hand exerted a little force and directly broke the arrow. Another cavalryman brandished his saber from the other side and charged at Noggs again, but the next second, Noggs brandished the longsword in his left hand.

The thick snow was instantly drawn into a deep ravine by the sharp magic power. The cavalryman in the ravine, along with his horse, was directly split into two, fresh blood splattering on the pure white snow.

Agata looked at this scene in a daze. She did not know how to describe her current mood at all. She could only open the spell caster camp instinctively. There were several people on the camp who were asking about Agata’s current situation.

“I’m fine… I seem to have summoned the first prince of the demon race,”Agata replied with some uncertainty.