Bringing Culture to a Different World

s as a Chaos Demon.
It was more of a little privilege that the lord of the forest had given to him.

Ciri did not say anything since the words from Joshua’s mouth were once again beyond her comprehension.

She just needed to identify one thing—the beings staring at her from the darkness, those she could not defeat with the short staff in her hands.

“Let’s go.
The castle is not too far away,” Joshua said as he led Ciri and Zenarth deeper into the forest.

…

There was a castle deep within the forest, and the trees outside the castle were covered with frost.
The garden inside the castle, however, had all kinds of blooming unknown flowers.
The flowers were dark, and dark thorns even coiled around the decorative statues in the garden.
Under the shroud of the night sky, the entire castle bore a mysterious atmosphere.

The instant Joshua approached the staircase with a hundred steps, which led to the castle door, the gate opened by itself, seemingly to welcome him.

The interior decoration of the castle was luxurious, and it seemed like death had not taken away the Duke of Bones’ aesthetic taste.

Unknown music also echoed across the entire castle.
It was an ensemble… and the sounds of the instruments used in the ensemble were familiar to Joshua.

Was it due to the parallel world’s blessing?

“Why do I find this music so strange?”

Ciri followed Joshua all the way up the stairs to the center of the castle hall.
An oil painting portrait of a young male hung at the stairs.

“Strange? Little one, that word itself is reason enough for me to feed your soul to my dog!”

A voice so hoarse that it sounded like nails scratching on a blackboard suddenly echoed across the hall as a dark figure “walked” out of the painting.

“Your Highness…”

When the Sin Demon saw the figure appearing and wanting to step up to Joshua, he attempted to block the figure.
But Joshua held his hand out to stop Zenarth’s discourteous gesture.

The Duke of Bones’ appearance was very different from the image Joshua had of a lich like Kel’thuzad[1].
Even though he had ossified to nothing but bones, his clothing made him look more like a pirate than a mage.

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“You’d better give me a good reason for your intrusion into my domain and interruption of my performance, or else, I’ll be sending your flayed bones back to your father even if you are the son of Nordlein.”

When Zenarth heard what the Duke of Bones said, his flames lit up.
However, a scarlet light flashed in the dark eye sockets of the Duke of Bones, and the massive Zenarth immediately fell to his knees with a heavy thud.

Was this the power that could rival the Lord of the Demonic Realm?

Joshua was indeed worthless before this being, and his identity meant nothing there, so he could no longer run his mouth like he would in the Royal City.

“I find you to be a very talented person.
Form a band with me!”

The Duke of Bones’ skeletal head suddenly turned ninety degrees as he appeared to ponder the meaning of the word “band”, which Joshua had just uttered.

“Simply put, I am here to admire your performance, My Lord.
If you are willing, may I have the honor of having you play a piece for me?”

Joshua made an offer that no performer could refuse.

If the lich had been a musician with attendees numbering in the tens of thousands, perhaps Joshua’s proposal would be outright suicidal.
Yet, at that forsaken place, aside from the ghostly servants that attended to the Duke of Bones, there was no one else to admire his performance.

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