Cultural Invasion In Different World
Chapter 453
Chapter 453: Chapter 457, Creator
Translator: 549690339
Joshua slowly walked down from the top floor of the Mage Tower of the gray-clothed man, holding the stone-like relic in his hand.
An hour ago, Joshua arrived at the Mage Tower of the gray-clothed man as promised. The Wise Sage had also preliminarily determined the function of this relic. đ§rđđŚđđŚđď˝ovel.đođ
âafter it was activated, there was magic power constantly spreading in the surroundings, as if it was transmitting some kind of message. It might be a cry for help or to gather companions.â
This was the original sentence of the gray-clothed man.
Gather Companions? Joshua looked at the blue interface on the stone slab.
If the special magic-conducting machine could attract the people who made it, Joshua would be happy to open it for a period of time every day.
âStop!â
When Joshua came to the lowest level of the Mage Tower, he heard an angry shout.
A large amount of feathers fell from the sky, and an extremely fat owl suddenly landed on Joshuaâs shoulder.
âDamn it! Iâll Catch You One day and stew you in soup!â
The source of the shout was the âretiredâjudge, Cheryl.
The judge, who looked extremely young, was holding a silver kitchen knife in her hand and shouting angrily at the owl on Joshuaâs shoulder.
The Fat Owl was mocking the judge, who was not as strong as before.
âWhatâs Wrong?â
Josh looked at the judgeâs clothes from head to toe. She was wearing an apron and seemed to be preparing lunch.
âThat owl named Josh Ate My Fish Again!â
Cheryl waved the kitchen knife in her hand, which made Joshua suspect that this miss judge would throw the kitchen knife at the owl standing on Joshuaâs shoulder if she was unhappy.
The Owl made a gurgling sound again, flapped its wings and flew directly into the upper level of the Mage Tower.
âIf it wasnât forbidden by the gray-clothed person, that fat pigeon... No, the Owl wonât live long!â
Cheryl wiped the kitchen knife with her fingertip.
Jose had never doubted the former Adjudicatorâs combat ability, but unfortunately, in this mage tower, the owl belonged to the ânobleâclass, the two adjudicator ladies staying here belonged to the category of commoners or lower-level maids.
The gray-clothed person was famous in Nolan for raising owls. When Jose climbed up the Mage Tower previously, he could see a bunch of owls standing on the beam with every few steps.
If the gray-clothed man had not set up some kind of enchantment on the first floor, the first floor of the Mage Tower, where Cheryl lived, would have been in a mess.
âIs this why you want to move out?â
Joshua glanced around the mage tower. Cheryl had cleaned up the area, but there was no âprivate spaceâ.
Both the bed for sleeping and the desk for personal use were placed in the hall on the first floor. ĆđżeđŚđ đ˛đnđνđđš.đođ˘
The Mage Tower of the gray-clothed man was indeed effective in resisting the enemyâs invasion, but the living conditions might be a little worse than ordinary hotels.
âIt doesnât feel good to get up every morning and be stared at by a group of owls,âCheryl said.
âIs that so?â
Joshua had let them temporarily stay in the Mage Tower of the gray-clothed men to prevent the heretic judges from attacking them.
However, the judges seemed to have learned their lesson during this period of time. It had been a long time since Joshua had met those guys.
Even though Nolanâs teleportation node had opened and connected to the country of the holy church, he had not encountered any holy army that came to find trouble with Joshua.
âDo you remember what I told you last time?âJoshua did not only visit the mage tower to look for the gray-clothed man, he also came to look for Cheryl.
âAre you talking about... turning that diary into a real book?â
Cheryl serialized the âHeretic Judgeâs diaryâon the magic web purely out of interest. At first, she did not think of making money with her diary.
But even she herself did not expect that after coming to Nolan, this book became her only source of income.
âYou guessed right,âsaid Jose.
âBut is there really anyone who would be willing to pay for my diary?â
Cheryl still had some self-awareness of how bad her diary writing was.
Cheryl, who was born ordinary, was not very talented in writing. At the beginning of her diary, she also used extremely simple language to describe some daily events.
She had stayed in the Mage Tower of the gray-clothed man for a long time and tried to read several books in the Mage Tower to improve her literary skills.
No matter which book she took out from the surrounding bookshelves, the authorâs writing skills were much better than Cherylâs.
Therefore, when she uploaded it to the Immovable Library, Cheryl did not expect her diary to be so popular.
âAs the most popular book in the Immovable Library, I think your readers will be happy to buy a physical book.â
Joshua took out two contracts and handed them to the judge in front of him.
She took the two contracts that Joshua handed over. One of the contracts had her name on it, and the other one had Denisaâs name on it.
Cheryl skimmed through the contents of the contract. The regulations on it were very common commercial terms.
âWhy... is it signed by the Royal Library of Faroese?âCheryl raised her head and pointed at the last column of the contract. She thought that Jose had bought the publishing rights of her diary.
âBecause the king of Faroese is also a loyal reader of yours.âJose said a piece of news that stunned Cheryl for about three seconds.
The king of Faroese, this name Cheryl could only be seen on the highest level of the Heretic Courtâs bounty notice!
âDoes the king also read Deniseâs book?âCheryl asked tentatively.
âUh... The Nunâs book is a little special, so it was published under my name. I just randomly picked a Hearthstone Library.â
If Joshua remembered correctly, the organization that made books into âcommoditiesâin this world was located in the major libraries of the world.
Each library had its own unique collection of books and books for sale.
âHow about it? Are you willing to accept it?âJoshua asked.
âWhat if it canât be sold?â
Cheryl still did not have much confidence in materializing her diary.
After all, reading Cherylâs diary sharing on the Spellcaster Forum did not cost money, but if it turned into a paper book, it would require a certain amount of money to be able to browse through its contents.
âIf you canât sell it, itâs very simple. Youâll starve to death on the streets.âJoshua smiled and made a joke that made this miss judge tremble all over. âOf course, this is just an example. Please believe in your readers, Miss Cheryl. Those words are the result of your hard work. The readers wonât be stingy in spending a certain amount of money to support your creation. Similarly, Iâll arrange a signing ceremony for you. Simply put, itâs a chance to meet your readers.â
âThe book signing...âCheryl muttered. As a former judge, she had always been alone. Even now, Cheryl was not used to being exposed to the public.
However, no one liked to hide in the dark. Cheryl subconsciously opened the interface of the magic net and looked at the pile of comments under her book. Whether it was because she wanted to know the development of the plot.., or because she wanted to pay attention to her current situation, or because she wanted to see the comments of the next chapter faster, Cheryl carefully read each and every one of them.
âI can try.â
After hesitating for a moment, Cheryl, who was used to holding daggers, picked up a pen on the table and signed her name on the contract.