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Got a Gallery in the Wild Chapter 101: Firewood (4)

Chapter 101: Firewood (4)

I was stunned by⁠‍ the shocking news‌‌ for only a moment before immediately⁠ commenting.

The​‍‍ comment section was‍⁠ already a complete‌ mess, but I couldn’t contain my‌⁠‍ curiosity.

└WildGrills:⁠ What the hell⁠​ is that? Are‌ they going to⁠ send survivors in​ because of me?‌‌‌

└The⁠​⁠ protagonist has arrived.‌‍‌

└Grills.‌​​ You won’t be⁠⁠​ alone anymore.

└They’re⁠​ saying the Holy⁠⁠ Kingdom is going‌⁠⁠ to send a tracking squad after‍⁠ you lmaooo.

└The‍ Holy Kingdom accomplishes⁠​‌ what nobody else‌​⁠ could!

└WildGrills:⁠ I can take‍ this as stupidity,‍ right? Damn. You’re‍‌‍ giving me unnecessary‍ hope.

└Normally‌⁠ you should be​‌ scared, but Grills⁠‌‌ is excited lmao.‌

└Well,‌⁠ it’s the Forest‌ of Four Seasons,‍‍ so it makes​ sense hahaha.

└But‍‍ who the hell‍⁠⁠ are they going⁠⁠ to send?

└They’re⁠ saying they’ll send‌‌ people who oppose‍⁠ the current Pope’s‍‌‌ system.

└Basically‌‌ they’re using this‌ to eliminate political​‌​ enemies hahaha.

└And⁠⁠‍ do they even⁠‍​ have the ability⁠ to find the‌‍ Head Moderator?

└They’ll⁠ never be able‌ to hahaha. Unless⁠⁠ the moderator reveals‍ the location in‍‍​ real time, it’s⁠​ impossible.

└Didn’t‌ they say a Head Moderator once⁠ revealed the location‌ of someone who​⁠ announced the assassination‍‌⁠ of an emperor?‌

└Yeah,⁠ but he only⁠ showed the person’s‍ real-time location. He​ didn’t reveal their‌ personal address.

└And​ that moderator ended​⁠ up losing his‍‌‌ eyes for stalking‍ lmaooo.

└So‌‌ they can send‍​​ messages to the⁠ moderators, huh?

└Yeah.⁠‌‍ Those bastards will​‍​ definitely try sending‌‍ messages.

So‍ they were only​‌ pretending.

I more or less​ understood how it‌‌ worked.

Normally‍ I’d think this​‍ kind of thing‍​ only happened on‍⁠ Earth, but since​‍‌ the gallery existed‌ here, the situation⁠ ended up developing‌⁠‍ in a similar⁠​​ way.

I guess this was‌​‍ what they called‌‌​ a media war.​​

After⁠⁠‌ all, the gallery⁠⁠ was practically the‌⁠ only place where‍​‍ public opinion could‌ be seen.

‘They⁠‍‍ keep stepping on​​ every possible landmine.’​​‍

As‍‍ expected, public opinion⁠ toward the Holy‌ Kingdom was at⁠ the worst level​‌​ imaginable.

There‌ were a few⁠​ people trying to​ defend them, but‍​ they were a minority among minorities.‌

All​ I had to​⁠⁠ do was quietly‌ watch the show.‍

Even‍ if the Holy‍‌ Kingdom wanted to‌ declare the gallery‍ something evil, well.‍⁠

‘Didn’t‍‌ they say an⁠⁠​ emperor from the‍ Central Continent ended⁠ up getting beheaded‌⁠​ for trying to​‍‌ stop people from⁠ using the gallery?’⁠‍⁠

It‌ was a pretty⁠​​ famous incident.

The​‍ assassination of the⁠⁠‍ Central Continent’s emperor.​‌

I knew about it⁠ too because it​ occasionally came up‍ as a topic⁠‍‍ of conversation.

They⁠⁠‌ said the emperor​‌​ had tried to⁠​ block access to‌‌‍ the gallery and‍⁠ ended up being‌​‍ assassinated.

The⁠⁠‍ imperial family claimed‍⁠⁠ he died from​⁠ illness, while people‍​ on the Central‌⁠ Continent suspected an​​‌ internal power struggle.‌‍

Although,‍​‌ considering the attitude‍‌ of Central Continent​‌​ users in the⁠‍‌ gallery, almost nobody‌‌ there believed that⁠ version.

‘I’m​ sure they’ll know⁠‌ how to handle‍​ it.’

I didn’t care if‌‌​ Eldorado kept making​ mistakes or even​‌ if they ended‌ up entering the​⁠⁠ Forest of Four‍‌​ Seasons.

What⁠ mattered was how​ the Head Moderator,‌ HeroDontThrowAway, would react.​

After​‌‌ all, he could​ even display my‌​‍ location in real⁠​ time and apply​ penalties to me.‍

‘Although‍ he told me‌ not to worry,​​ considering how the‌ Holy Kingdom is‍ acting…’

Besides,⁠ the Head Moderator⁠​⁠ was probably originally‍‌‌ from the Holy⁠ Kingdom.

His‌​‍ deep devotion to‍ the goddess Aris‍​⁠ hinted at his‍⁠ origins.

But​‌‍ seeing the miserable⁠ state of his⁠ country, perhaps he⁠⁠‌ had already lost⁠‌ all patriotism.

After‌‌‌ all, he worshipped​⁠ the gods, not⁠‍​ the Kingdom of‍ Eldorado.

‘I‍⁠ guess all that’s​​‌ left is to‍‍ wait and see.’‌​‍

It⁠​⁠ seems the small‍‌ ball I threw‌‍‌ ended up becoming​‌ a gigantic meteorite.​​​

It‌‍ would take time⁠‌ to clean up‌ this mess.

Though‍‌ if the Holy‍⁠‍ Kingdom kept stepping⁠ on landmines, the⁠‌ flames would never⁠‌‌ die out.

Until‌‌⁠ then, I would‍ simply continue minding‍‍‍ my own business.‌

Title)‍⁠‌ WildGrills

(A⁠ fairly well-built oven)​

I made an oven‍ using bricks and‍ mud. How did‍ it turn out?‌

└HeavenlyDemon:​​‍ It looks like​‌​ a pretty decent‌⁠ oven. Are you‌‍⁠ planning to make​ bread or something?⁠

└WildGrills:‍ More than bread,⁠​‍ it’ll be for​​‍ cooking fish. I think it’ll save‍ me a lot‌‌ of time.

└HeavenlyDemon:‌‌ I wonder what‍ fish cooked in‍ an oven tastes⁠​ like.

└WildGrills:​ Would you like​‌‍ me to give​ you some later?⁠‍

└HeavenlyDemon:‌​‍ Even just a piece.

└Swordmaster:‍‌‌ Weren’t you the​‍⁠ one talking about‌ extracting the liver‍‌ from even a flea? Haha.

└HeavenlyDemon:‍ I simply realized⁠​‌ this is not​‍ a flea’s liver.‍⁠‌

└Swordmaster:​‍⁠ What a pathetic​‌ excuse.

└HeavenlyDemon:⁠​ I can do⁠​⁠ something even more​​ pathetic, you know?‌​‍

└Swordmaster:​⁠‌ Ah. Ma’am;;

└He⁠‌‍ got crushed instantly‍ lmao.

└Swordmaster,‌​ if you’re angry,​‌ you know what⁠​ to do.

└You‍⁠‌ just have to‌ turn blue ^^.​‍

└Swordmaster:‌ I’m not going‍‍ to die just‌‌ to become a secondary moderator;;

└StarlightPrincess:‌ Did you build⁠ it yourself? It‍ turned out quite‌ impressive.

└WildGrills:‍‍‍ Thank you haha.‍‍

└StarlightPrincess:​‍⁠ Now that you‍‍ have an oven,​⁠ you’ll be able‍‍‌ to make a greater variety of⁠⁠‍ meals. Do you‍‍ have anything in​‌ mind?

└WildGrills:⁠ I only have‌ fish…

└StarlightPrincess:‌​​ I can give​‍​ you flour if​‍‍ you want. Would​ you like to‌‌ try making bread?‍

└WildGrills:‍ It’s fine. No‍ need to go‌ that far.

Bread‌‌‍ was a luxury.⁠‌‌

Unless‍‌ I personally cultivated​​ wheat, it was⁠‌​ a ridiculous idea.​⁠

Though⁠ at least I could reheat smoked⁠‍ food.

That⁠​ was practically what‌​​ it would be‌‍ useful for.

As‌‍⁠ I said before,⁠ the main reason‌‍ for building the⁠ oven was to‌‌ save time.

‘Although‌‍​ this will still‍ be complicated until​ the dwarf gives‌ me the iron‌ plate.’

He‍⁠ said he’d deliver‌⁠​ it together with⁠‌ the barricades at⁠⁠ noon.

Until⁠‍​ then, I could​​​ continue training.

This​‌‍ morning’s training would​ be sword practice.⁠‌‌

Ding!‌‍⁠

Just‍‌‍ as I was⁠‍ about to close⁠ the gallery, a notification appeared.

Notifications‍ only appeared when⁠⁠ someone commented on​ one of my​‌‌ posts or sent‍ me a message.‌‍⁠

If⁠‌‍ it was a comment, I normally‌​ just checked who⁠ had left it.​

But​‍ this time it⁠ was a private⁠‌​ message.

Thinking​‌ it might be‌ from the Head​​ Moderator, I opened⁠‌​ it immediately.

[NecromancyIsLove:‍​​ Are you the⁠ one who uploaded‍ Rice Craone’s final‍​‍ records?]

It​⁠‍ was a nickname​ I had never⁠ seen before.

After⁠ reading the message,‍ I raised an‌ eyebrow.

Come​⁠ to think of‌ it, if I had privileges similar‍ to those of⁠⁠​ the Head Moderator,‌⁠⁠ then it wasn’t​​‍ strange for others‌​ to be able​ to send me‍‍‍ messages as well.​

‘Although⁠‍‌ that nickname is‍ pretty weird…’

Right⁠ now, the only‌‌‍ group that might‌⁠ send me something​‍ like this was⁠ the Holy Kingdom.​

Wondering‍​ what kind of​ nonsense they were​‌ about to say,⁠​ I replied politely.‍‌‌

[WildGrills:‍​ If you’re asking​ about the books​​‌ related to the​​ Immortal King, yes,‌⁠ I was the​‌‍ one who uploaded​‌​ them.]

[NecromancyIsLove:‍​ Then you’re also⁠ the one who⁠ gave the books‍⁠ to Kadir.]

Kadir?‌‍​

The‌⁠ Mage King?

I had vaguely heard‍ about the Mage⁠‍⁠ King Kadir in‌‌ the gallery.

A being who not⁠‌ only knew all⁠ the magic in‍ the world, but⁠‌⁠ had also understood⁠‌‌ the very laws‍‌⁠ of reality.

They​​ said he had​​ defeated the Immortal‍ King together with‍ the previous Hero‍⁠ and had even⁠ slain a crazed​​ dragon.

There⁠⁠⁠ were also rumors​ that he was⁠‌ eccentric, but beyond⁠ that, he was‍‌⁠ simply someone extremely⁠​ famous.

‘The‌‌ person I gave​ the books to⁠⁠⁠ was AllFather. No,‍⁠⁠ wait.’

How⁠⁠​ the hell did‌⁠ he know I had handed over‌⁠ the books?

There‌ were too many‌ suspicious things that​‍⁠ didn’t add up.‍

Maybe​ he was simply⁠‌ probing me.

There​‍ was no need‌​⁠ to answer hastily.​⁠

[WildGrills:‌⁠ I don’t understand⁠⁠‌ what you’re talking‌‌⁠ about.]

[NecromancyIsLove:‍ There’s no need⁠‍⁠ to pretend ignorance.‌‍⁠ I’ve already seen‍‍ the books in⁠​ Kadir’s possession.]

[WildGrills:​ Are you saying‍‍ AllFather is Kadir?]‍​

[NecromancyIsLove:⁠‍ Correct.]

[WildGrills:⁠‌ Then who the‍‍ hell are you?]⁠​

[NecromancyIsLove:‍⁠ The Immortal King,‍‍ no.]

NecromancyIsLove⁠ seemed to hesitate‍⁠‌ for a moment‍‌ before revealing his‌⁠ identity.

[NecromancyIsLove:⁠‌ I am Kazan⁠‍ Craone III, the​ last king of​‍ the Kingdom of‌⁠‍ Valkhan.]

[WildGrills:⁠⁠ I heard the‌‍​ Immortal King was​⁠ dead.]

[NecromancyIsLove:​ My body disappeared,‌​ but my soul⁠‍ remains. I am​⁠ currently sealed inside​​ Kadir’s refrigerator.]

[WildGrills:​​ That’s roleplay, right?‍‍ Where the hell‍ did you get⁠‌‍ tha— no, wait.⁠⁠‌ You’re saying nothing​‍ but nonsense. They‌​ sealed the mighty‍​​ Immortal King inside​‍ a refrigerator? You‍ might as well‌ say they’re fermenting‍‍ you like kimchi.]‍⁠‍

It‌​ seemed I had‌​‍ accidentally guessed correctly⁠‍ about the books‌ being given to‌‍ AllFather.

But‌‌​ that user was​ so committed to‌ his character that‍ he continued speaking​‌ as if nothing​​ had happened.

[NecromancyIsLove:‌‍⁠ Whether you believe‍ it or not⁠​‌ is up to⁠‍⁠ you. That’s not⁠‌‍ what’s important to​‍ me.]

[WildGrills:⁠ Then what do​​ you want?]

[NecromancyIsLove:​⁠ I simply wanted⁠ to thank you.‍‍ Even if it​ wasn’t your intention,⁠‌​ you helped clear‌‍ our kingdom’s name.]⁠

It‌⁠ was strange to​ feel genuine sincerity⁠‌ in a private⁠​‍ message.

And⁠ honestly, I didn’t​‌⁠ feel it.

I just thought he⁠ had chosen an​⁠ extremely bizarre character.‍

After⁠ all, the world‌ was full of‌ weird people.

Besides,‍‍‍ the Immortal King⁠ was supposed to​ be an undead.‌

And⁠‌‍ I seriously doubted​‍ an undead could‌‍ use the gallery.‍‌⁠

Didn’t⁠ they say undead​ didn’t even have‌‌‌ egos?

Nothing​⁠ he said made‌ sense.

‘Even​ if AllFather really⁠‍‍ is Kadir, it⁠‍‍ doesn’t matter.’

To​‌⁠ me, they were⁠⁠ still just people​‌​ from a distant‍​‍ country.

Even​​ if I told‌ someone this, nobody‌ would believe me.‍‌‌

It​‍‍ would be easier​‌​ to believe that⁠‍ HeavenlyDemon was actually‍‍ the Heavenly Demon‍ of the Central⁠ Continent.

I figured it was‌ best to just​ play along.

[WildGrills:‌ I uploaded those‍‍⁠ books to obtain‍‍ useful information too.]⁠

[NecromancyIsLove:​ I see. Then,‍‍​ is there anything​‍ you desire?]

Come‌‍‍ here and help​ me out a little.

[NecromancyIsLove:‌​ Unfortunately, I lost‍⁠ my body, so‌‌ that would be​ difficult.]

Just⁠​ as expected. I hadn’t had any⁠ hopes to begin​ with.

I snorted and continued‌​‍ the conversation.

[WildGrills:​ Then at least‍ tell me something‍‌ that can help‍⁠‍ me. I’m curious⁠‌‍ how the person⁠‌⁠ who wrote those​​‌ books survived.]

[NecromancyIsLove:‌ First, I’ll tell‌ you how my‍ brother died.]

[WildGrills:​‌ You’ve already deciphered‍⁠ it?]

[NecromancyIsLove:‍⁠ This king never‌ forgot the kingdom​⁠⁠ of those happy⁠‌ days, even if⁠ it was poor.​⁠‍ Nor could I forget its language.]‍

[WildGrills:⁠​ Ah. Yes. I see. What a peculiar concept.]

Even‍ so, it was⁠​⁠ good to know⁠‌‌ he knew the⁠ cause of the⁠‌​ book owner’s death.⁠

Of‌ course, he had‍‌ absolutely no credibility,​‌ so I planned‌ to ask AllFather‌ separately afterward.

[NecromancyIsLove:‍​​ The cause of‌⁠ my brother Rice‍ Craone’s death was‌ an infection.]

An⁠​⁠ infection?

[NecromancyIsLove:⁠‍ The wound slowly‍⁠ began to rot,​‍‍ and unable to‌‌‍ endure the pain,‌‍ he eventually took‌⁠ his own life.]​‌

[NecromancyIsLove:⁠ That was what‍‌ he wrote in‍‍​ his final lines.]‌‍

[WildGrills:⁠ Who injured him?]‍

[NecromancyIsLove:⁠‌ It seems he⁠‍‍ was attacked by⁠ a troop of⁠ gorilla-like apes.]

Gorillas…?⁠⁠‌ Could he mean‍⁠‌ those things over‌ there?

I remembered those monkey-like‍ sounds I had​ heard while traveling⁠ upstream.

He‌‍‍ had probably encountered⁠​⁠ those creatures.

‘This⁠​ is important information.’⁠‌

I didn’t know how​‍ far that person‍ had explored, but‍⁠​ it definitely seemed‌​ better to avoid​​ that area.

After​ all, he was​ talking about several‍⁠ creatures, not just‌​ one.

[WildGrills:⁠ Thanks for the​‌​ information. It helped‍⁠‌ a lot.]

[NecromancyIsLove:​⁠⁠ If you have‌‍‍ more questions, go​⁠ ahead.]

[NecromancyIsLove:​ This king will‌‍ retire for now.]‌

[WildGrills:​ And what are​⁠⁠ you planning to⁠ do?]

[NecromancyIsLove:‌‌‌ I plan to​‍ observe the world.​⁠‌ After so much​​ time, it feels‌​ strange.]

He⁠ was simply dressing⁠‍‌ up the fact‍⁠‌ that he was‍‌‌ going to spend‍​⁠ the day browsing‌​ the gallery.

His‌‍ character radiated a level of insanity‌ comparable to HeavenlyDemon’s.‍⁠

I ended the conversation‌​​ there and immediately‍⁠ sent a message⁠ to a certain‍ user.

[WildGrills:⁠‍‍ Mr. AllFather.]

[WildGrills:‌‌‌ May I ask​⁠ you a question?]​‍

[AllFather:​‍ Go ahead.]

[WildGrills:‍‍ A user just‌ told me that⁠ you are Kadir‌ the Mage King.]⁠‍‌

[AllFather:⁠⁠‍ Yes. That’s correct.]‍‍‍

Huh?​

Now‌⁠ I was the​​ confused one.

I never expected him​‌‌ to admit it​​ so easily.

[AllFather:⁠⁠ Do you believe‌‌⁠ me?]

[WildGrills:‍‌‍ Mmm… No?]

That‍​ also made sense.‌⁠

‘I‌⁠‍ guess it’s better‌ to think of‌‌ him as just⁠‌ a weird old‌⁠​ man.’

There​‌‌ was no need‍‌‍ to make things‌ more complicated.

***‍‌⁠

The​‍​ current Heroine and​​‌ Head Moderator of‍ the gallery, Asella,‍‍ was in a difficult situation.

It⁠​‌ wasn’t because a tracking squad was⁠‍ on her heels,‍‌​ nor because she‌‍ had run out‌​‍ of money.

Everything‌‌‍ was still related​‍ to that gigantic‌​ bait that had⁠ spilled over from⁠‍ the gallery into​ the real world.‍​

‘Not…⁠‍ a single message​​ has arrived.’

What⁠ Asella was waiting‍‍ for was a message from the‌​ Holy Kingdom of⁠ Eldorado.

To‌ send private messages,‍ it was mandatory‌​‌ to have a fixed nickname.

In‍‍ other words, sending⁠‍ a message to⁠‍​ Asella was practically⁠‍ equivalent to admitting‌‍ that one actively‌⁠ used the gallery.‍‌

Fortunately,‌ she hadn’t received​​​ anything so far,‍​ but that was‌​‌ also a problem.⁠⁠‍

‘Could​‌​ it be that‍ the Holy Kingdom…​ has no intention⁠ of resolving this?’‌‍

If‌‍ messages arrived, it⁠‍ would be a problem.

And​ if they didn’t⁠‍‌ arrive, it would​‍⁠ also be a problem.

The‌‍ former would mean⁠‍‌ they had a guilty conscience.

The⁠ latter would imply​ they had no⁠⁠⁠ intention of solving​​‌ anything.

No⁠​​ matter which answer​ it was, Asella‍​​ couldn’t help feeling‌ disappointed.

‘If​⁠ I received a message…’

Perhaps​⁠​ she could reveal⁠‌‌ that she was⁠⁠‍ the Heroine and‍ gain an opportunity​ to clear up‍​ the misunderstanding.

But‍⁠ the moment she​⁠ thought that, she⁠​‌ quickly shook her‌‌ head.

As‌⁠‍ had been said​‌‌ before, Asella could‍ be naive in⁠‌ some respects, but​‌ she wasn’t stupid.‍⁠⁠

Even‍ if she managed​‍ to resolve the‍⁠‍ misunderstanding, Eldorado would​‌‍ surely try to​ use her as‍‌​ the Head Moderator.⁠

And‍‍ then they would‌‍‍ pressure whoever had​​⁠ leaked the information.⁠⁠‍

In​ other words, Grills.‌‌‌

In⁠ the worst-case scenario,‌ they might even​ demand his permanent‌​ suspension.

For‍‌ someone whose survival​‌‍ rate depended heavily‍‌ on the existence⁠​‍ of the gallery,⁠‌‍ that would be​‍ devastating.

‘This…⁠ isn’t right.’

The‌ gallery was a space accessible to‌‍‍ everyone.

Not​ even a country‌‍ should have the‍⁠ right to regulate⁠⁠ it arbitrarily.

At⁠‌ least, that was⁠⁠‍ what she believed.‌​‍

But‍ the actions of⁠ the Holy Kingdom⁠​‌ were completely removed​ from Asella’s convictions.​⁠​

A country blessed by‍​ the gods using‍‌ those blessings to⁠‍ commit atrocities.

‘I‍‌​ would rather…’

Asella​​ closed the gallery.​

Her​‌ mood was becoming‍ more depressing by⁠ the moment.

‘I⁠​ would rather they⁠ do nothing.’

That⁠⁠⁠ way, at least,​‌‌ she would be⁠⁠​ a little less‌ disappointed.

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