Indra Translations
Navigation
Got a Gallery in the Wild Chapter 76: The Pleasure of Living (2)

Chapter 76: The Pleasure of Living (2)

If‍ you are human,‌‌‍ you inevitably live⁠​ a hard life.‌⁠

Even‌ if someone appears‍​​ to be at⁠⁠​ the very top,⁠​​ even if they‍ are rich and​ seem unconcerned about‍ money, even if‍‍ they look like‍‍‍ they have everything.‍‍‌

Every​⁠ person carries their​ own hardships, which‍⁠ is why they⁠⁠​ need some way‌ to ease their‍​ heart while living.‍

That​⁠ is why the‌⁠‍ small pleasures of‍‍ life exist. Otherwise,‍​​ humanity would never⁠⁠‍ have developed “entertainment.”⁠⁠

In‍‍‌ that sense, before⁠​ falling into the​ Forest of Four‌⁠ Seasons, my pleasures⁠‌ were pretty ordinary.⁠‌‍

Working‌‍⁠ all day and‍‌​ then playing a game with a friend after getting​ off work.

Or‌‌​ gathering together on​⁠⁠ a day off‍‍ to have some‍‍​ drinks.

Because⁠ of various circumstances,‍‌⁠ I couldn’t attend​‍⁠ university, but even‍⁠‌ so, I still​​ had those small‌⁠‌ pleasures.

“Fuuu……”​⁠‍

And⁠‍ now, after ending‌​⁠ up here again.​‍

I think from today​⁠ onward, my pleasure‍ in life will‌‍ be smoking—in other‌​‍ words, tobacco.

As​ I took a deep drag, a refreshing aroma penetrated⁠​⁠ deep into my‌‌⁠ lungs.

As⁠‌‍ if it were​ putting an end‌‌‍ to an exhausting‍ day, the smoke​‍‌ slowly rose and⁠‌⁠ calmed my mind.​​‌

‘…So​⁠ good.’

I didn’t smoke the​⁠ cigar all the​⁠ way to the‌​ end.

Because​ I had promised‌ my late father‍ that I would​⁠ never smoke in​‌ my entire life.‌​​

But​ this hellish environment​​‍ ended up breaking‌ even that promise.​⁠

Still,⁠‍ it wasn’t bad.⁠ At least my‌ mind felt at​​ peace.

‘Father,‌ up there in⁠ heaven. Please forgive⁠ this disobedient son‍ for failing to‍ keep his promise.’⁠

Just⁠ this once, please​ understand. I’m truly‍⁠‌ living a very‌‌ hard life.

Maybe‌​ because I was⁠‌​ smoking something I had never tried⁠​‌ before, I was⁠‌ getting sentimental.

I let out a small laugh.

‘Life‍‌‍ really is bitter.’​

If‍⁠​ I also had‍‌‌ alcohol, it would‍ be perfect. But‌ I held myself‍​ back.

I felt that if⁠ I started drinking‍​⁠ too, I’d end‌‌⁠ up becoming an‌‍⁠ alcoholic on DwarfPassingBy’s⁠ level.

Besides,​‍​ I still had​ things to do,⁠ so alcohol had⁠​​ to remain a secondary priority.

And‌ above all, if⁠⁠ I got drunk‌‍ and something attacked‌​ me, I’d be⁠ finished. Smoking was‌ better.

‘First​ I should trade‍​​ with the dwarf.’​​

I opened the wooden⁠‍‌ box the cigars‍‌ came in. I needed to use​ the ashtray.

After‌​ lightly tapping the‍​‍ cigar over the‌ ashtray, I cut‍​‍ off the tip‍⁠ with the dagger.​

Cigars​‌ aren’t something you‌ use only once.‍​⁠

I have a friend‌ obsessed with tobacco,⁠‍‍ so I at⁠ least knew things‌​ like that.

‘Never⁠ thought what he‌​ taught me would‌⁠ end up being⁠‍⁠ useful.’

Well,‍ useful is useful.‍

With‍⁠⁠ my mind much‍‍ clearer than before,‍‌​ I connected to‍​‍ the gallery though​⁠ not immediately.

Because‍ first I had⁠‌⁠ to deal with⁠ the crabs writhing‌‍ inside the backpack.‍

If‍​​ you insert the‍​ dagger into the​‌⁠ crab’s mouth and‌⁠‌ twist it like‍ a key, it⁠‍‌ dies.

If‌‌​ I traded after⁠ that, there shouldn’t‍​‍ be any problems.‍‌⁠

‘There‌‍⁠ wasn’t any issue‌‍‌ with the fish‍​⁠ because I cut‍‌ off their heads,⁠‌⁠ but with crabs,‌‍‌ will this work?’​

According‌ to the gallery’s‌‌⁠ rules, living creatures⁠‌‍ cannot be traded.​‌‌

That’s​ why until now​‌ I delivered the​⁠​ fish already partially‌ prepared.

But⁠ even if you⁠‍⁠ force open their⁠‍⁠ mouths, crabs take‍ a while to‌​ die.

Just‌ in case, it‍‍‌ seemed better to​‌‍ open their mouths⁠‍ first and put‌​⁠ them in a container.

If‌​⁠ I left them⁠‍ in a bucket​​ of water, the​ innards would come​‍ out through the‌ mouth and they‍​‍ would be easier⁠‌ to prepare.

Crack!‍‍

I forcefully twisted the‌ crab’s mouth using‍⁠ the dagger.

As⁠‌ soon as I confirmed something brown‌‌⁠ was starting to⁠ come out of‌‌ its mouth, I threw it into⁠‌​ the container.

I repeated the exact⁠⁠‍ same process with​‌ the other crab.⁠‌‍

‘While​‌‍ they spit out⁠‍​ blood and guts,​‍⁠ I should ask​​ the dwarf something.’‍

What​‌‍ was I going​ to ask him?‌⁠

As​ I said before,⁠ I wanted to‍ know how to‍​‍ properly care for‍⁠‍ a sword.

After‌ all, he was‍‌​ a blacksmith. And‌ a dwarf on‍ top of that.‌‌

He‍ was bound to​ have plenty of‌‍‌ useful advice.

I glanced at the‍ container where the‌ crabs were before​⁠⁠ connecting to the‍⁠⁠ gallery.

Title)​ Dwarf. Send me⁠‍ the trade in​ 20 minutes.

WildGrills‌⁠⁠

(Photo​⁠ of the crabs⁠‌‌ inside the container)​​

These⁠ guys are going​‍‌ to take a while to die.⁠​ In the meantime,‍⁠‍ give me some​​‍ advice on taking‌⁠ care of a sword.

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)‌‍ Ok. Though there’s‌​‌ no special secret‌‌​ to it either.​‌⁠ With good oil,‍ paper, and a whetstone, everything’s basically⁠ done hahaha.

ㄴWildGrills)​​‌ Can’t you just⁠ give me all​‌‍ of that?

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)‌⁠ Not the whetstone‌‍ because I need​⁠‌ it myself, but‌​‍ I’ll give you‌‍‌ a cheap version.‌‍⁠ Though that sword​​ of yours is‍ a legendary sword,‌​ so it probably⁠⁠ maintains itself anyway.​​

ㄴHeavenlyDemon)​ What nonsense are​ you saying? My‌⁠‌ sword was forged​ with eternal iron,⁠​‌ so it will⁠‍​ never rust.

ㄴWildGrills)‌ Ooooh;;

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)‍‌ That’s only half‍ true, so don’t⁠⁠‌ get too confident.‌⁠ Precisely because it’s​‌ eternal iron, you​ need to take⁠‍ even better care⁠⁠‌ of it.

ㄴWildGrills)‌ So it really​ can rust?

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)​​‍ Rust isn’t the​‍ problem. The problem​⁠⁠ is that if‌ it breaks, repairing​​‍ it is practically‌​ impossible. Even I would have to⁠‌‌ suffer for several‍​‍ days to fix⁠ it.

ㄴWildGrills)​‌‍ I’ll have to​ treat it like‌⁠ it’s my girlfriend;;‍​‍

ㄴHeavenlyDemon)‌ Though it wounds‌‌ my pride, it​​ wouldn’t be a bad idea to‍​ ask that guy‍‍ for help. The​ blacksmith who forged⁠​​ that sword has​⁠‍ already returned to⁠ dust.

Of⁠ course I was‌‌ going to take‌‌ care of it.⁠

Not⁠ doing so would​‌ be stupidity.

After⁠ finishing with Heavenly​‌‌ Demon’s sword, I moved on to⁠‍​ ask about my​​‌ next piece of‍​ equipment.

Not‍​ the golden shield,⁠‌ but the adamantite⁠⁠‌ shield or whatever‌‍ it was called.‍‍ The one SunForEver⁠⁠⁠ gave me.

ㄴWildGrills)⁠​ Then how should‌ I take care⁠ of the shield?‌​‍

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)⁠‌​ Don’t take care‌​⁠ of the shield.‍​ Doing that is‍ a waste of‍ time. Structurally, shields⁠‍‌ are meant to‌ break sooner or‌‍⁠ later.

ㄴWildGrills)‍ Even if it‌‍ has adamantite or​⁠ whatever?

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)​‌ Then the day‍‍‍ that shield breaks,‌​​ you die too;;⁠​

ㄴSunForEver)‌ He’s saying exactly⁠⁠ the same thing​ I told you.⁠ Engrave those words‍‍ into your head.⁠

ㄴWildGrills)⁠ Yeah.

After⁠‌ that, I asked‍ in detail about⁠​ other things I constantly used.

The‌⁠ crossbow, the axe,​ the arrows, and‌⁠‌ so on.

Though‍‌​ the answer for⁠ almost everything was‍​ the same as‍ long as I oiled them properly,​ they wouldn’t break.‌

The⁠⁠​ crossbow was the⁠ only different one,‍‍ because the string⁠ had to be⁠‍ replaced from time‍​ to time.

Though‌⁠ he said he‍⁠ could do it‍ himself.

ㄴWildGrills)‍‌ Can’t I replace‍​​ it myself?

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)‌​ Stop talking nonsense‍ and leave it​ to a professional.‌‍

ㄴWildGrills)​‌‍ Ok;;

And​ so we kept⁠⁠​ talking until the⁠ 20 minutes passed.​​‌

I looked at the​ container where the​‌​ crabs were.

They‍‍‌ weren’t moving at‍​ all.

It⁠‍ seemed they had​ already expelled all‌⁠ the blood and‍ viscera.

Now​⁠ all that remained⁠‍ was to trade‍‌⁠ them.

[WildGrills‍‌ has registered an⁠⁠‌ item for trade.]‍

[WildGrills:​‌ Here. These are⁠​ the two crabs⁠⁠‌ you wanted. Prepare⁠⁠​ them and eat‍‌ them right away.]​‌

[DwarfPassingBy:​ First I’m going‍⁠‍ to have them​ with alcohol hahaha.⁠ Wait a moment.]⁠

[DwarfPassingBy​‍ has registered an‍ item for trade.]​‍​

[DwarfPassingBy:‍ These are maintenance‍​ tools and oil.‍​⁠ It’s veeeeery high-quality‌ oil, so don’t​ waste it.]

[WildGrills:‍ Ok.]

[DwarfPassingBy:​​⁠ By the way,​‍ does eating crab⁠​ also cause fever⁠ or something like‍‌ that?]

[WildGrills:​‍⁠ Nah. That doesn’t‍ happen.]

The​‌ trade with the‌ dwarf ended quickly.​‍⁠

I checked the items​⁠‍ that arrived through⁠⁠ the trade.

Last‍​‌ time they came‌​ inside a normal‌‌‌ wooden box, but⁠ this time they‍‌ were stored inside‌ a toolbox.

Though‍⁠‍ the whetstones came‍ separately.

And⁠⁠ there were several⁠⁠ different types too.‌⁠‍

‘This‌‍​ one literally looks⁠‍ like a millstone‍‌‍ standing upright.’

One‍⁠ worked by spinning,⁠‍ while the other​‌‍ had a rectangular‍ shape.

I think it’ll be‌ better to leave‌ these things outside‌ the cave instead⁠ of bringing them‌⁠‍ inside.

If​⁠​ the sharpening sounds‌​ wake Wonmo up,‌⁠ it’ll be pretty⁠‌ annoying.

‘And​​‌ why is there⁠ so much of‌ this oil?’

And‌‍‌ it wasn’t even‍⁠ inside an ordinary‍​​ bottle.

It‌ literally looked like‍⁠⁠ a liquor bottle.‌‍​

Seeing​​⁠ that thick oil⁠ inside a brown‍​​ alcohol bottle reminded⁠⁠‌ me of something.⁠⁠‌

‘This‌⁠ feels just like⁠‍ when my mom‌‍ stored soy sauce‌‌ in Coca-Cola bottles.’⁠​‌

It‍‍‍ was exactly that​‌‍ kind of feeling.​

I don’t know if​⁠ all dwarves are‌‌ like this or‍‌‍ if only DwarfPassingBy⁠‌‌ is out of⁠⁠⁠ his mind.

Still,‌‍‌ he gave me​‌ quite a lot,‍ so I had​ no reason to⁠ complain.

After​‍ that, I checked⁠‌‌ the oiled paper.‌‍

Looking‌ closely, it didn’t‌⁠ seem like oiled‍⁠​ paper at all,⁠ just regular paper.⁠⁠‍

He‌‍ probably gave it‍‌​ to me so​ I could apply‍⁠ the oil myself.‍‌⁠

‘Should‌ I try it?’‍​‌

Since​ I had received‍ it, I decided⁠‌ to maintain the‍‍​ Sword of Heavenly‌ Demon.

It’s‍ not like I had anything better⁠‍‍ to do anyway.‍

Following⁠​⁠ the dwarf’s instructions,​⁠ I slowly began⁠⁠ cleaning the Sword‌ of Heavenly Demon.​

The‍⁠ sword of Heavenly⁠‌‍ Demon was a legendary sword capable​​‍ of cutting through‍‍ flesh, leather, and⁠ even bone effortlessly.​⁠

But⁠ no matter how⁠‌​ legendary it was,‍ the user was​​⁠ still a novice,‌ so it was​⁠‌ dirty all over.‌‍‌

And⁠​ on top of⁠⁠ that, I had‌⁠‌ defeated a Guardian‍⁠ in the morning‍ and a pack​‌ of otters at‌‌‌ noon.

‘And‍‍ I didn’t maintain​⁠‌ it after killing⁠‍‌ Mad Dog either.’⁠

That‌ was why the‌ Sword of Heavenly‌‌ Demon was pretty⁠‍ filthy.

If⁠‍‌ Heavenly Demon saw⁠ this, she would​​ probably explode in​‍​ rage.

Putting⁠‌⁠ those useless thoughts⁠⁠ aside, I began‌‌ cleaning the blood​​ and residue stuck‌‍⁠ to the blade.⁠​​

First‌‍‍ I had to‌​⁠ apply oil to⁠ the sword, then‌ gently wipe it⁠ using the paper.‍‌

“Ah,​​‍ that hurts!”

Only⁠ to end up⁠ cutting my hand​ along with the​ paper.

The‌‌⁠ moment the paper‌ touched the blade,⁠​‌ it split cleanly‌ apart.

I silently looked at‌​‌ my finger, from‍ which tiny drops‌​​ of blood had‍ started dripping, and⁠‌​ went to get​ the elixir.

‘I​​ definitely need to‍ be extremely careful​ with the edge.’‍‍

If​​‍ I’m careless, I could even cut‍ off my whole‌⁠ hand.

And‌‍ that was while​​ wearing the World⁠‌​ Tree gloves.

Thanks⁠⁠ to that, I got to confirm​‌ the regenerative abilities‌‍‌ of the gloves,⁠​‌ but I also‌‍ realized just how‌ absurdly broken the⁠ Sword of Heavenly⁠ Demon was.

‘I⁠ seriously have to‌ treat it like‌​ it’s my girlfriend.’​‍

And‌‌‍ not just any‍‌‍ girlfriend, but an‍⁠ extremely difficult one.‍​

Not‍​ even the K2​ I used during⁠ military service was⁠‍​ this delicate.

I put all my​​ effort into maintaining‌ the Sword of‌​ Heavenly Demon.

The⁠​ edge was so​‌​ absurd that cleaning‍‌‍ the sword was⁠⁠​ difficult, but somehow⁠​ I managed in‌‌​ the end.

Though‍‌ I had to‍ sacrifice piles of‍ paper in the‌​⁠ process.

‘I⁠ guess I’ll get‌ used to it‌‍ little by little.’‌

I leaned the Sword‍‍⁠ of Heavenly Demon‌ against the cave‍‌ wall.

According‌‌ to the dwarf,⁠‍‌ the ideal thing‍⁠‍ was to keep⁠ it somewhere ventilated​‍‍ and free of‍‌​ moisture.

‘I‌​ should oil the‌‍ rest of the​ tools too.’

The⁠‌ shield, the dagger,‌ the shovel, the‍‌‌ axe, and the⁠⁠ rest.

I applied oil to‌ everything that could⁠​⁠ receive maintenance.

Someone⁠​‌ might ask why​‌ I don’t simply‌‌‍ buy new tools.‍

But⁠ the point was‍ to prevent them‌‌ from breaking exactly‌‌ when I needed​ them the most.​⁠⁠

‘And‍‌ now that I’m​ done…’

I slowly turned my​⁠ head to look‍‍ at Sloth.

Sloth‍‍ still had that‍ signature relaxed expression⁠​‌ on his face.‌‌

Swish—⁠​​

When​⁠‌ he noticed me⁠‍⁠ staring at him,⁠ he tilted his‍⁠​ head.

Even‌⁠ that movement was⁠⁠‌ desperately slow.

But​‌‌ my attention was​​⁠ on something else.‌‌‍

“Sloth.”‍⁠

“…….”⁠⁠

“Do​‌ you want me⁠ to maintain your⁠ claws?”

Sloth’s‌‌‌ monstrous claws needed‌‍⁠ maintenance.

And⁠‍‌ it wasn’t a joke. I was​ being completely serious.‌

I owed my life​‍ several times over‌ to those claws.⁠⁠‍

“Come‍ here. It’ll be​ good for you‍‍ too.”

“…….”​

Sloth‍⁠ looked at me⁠​‍ suspiciously for a moment, but then⁠‌‌ slowly approached.

While​‍‌ he came closer,⁠‌ I prepared the⁠‍‍ oil and paper.⁠

‘Wait.⁠ For claws, should​ I file them​⁠​ before oiling them?’⁠⁠

I never had pets,‍‍⁠ so I had⁠⁠‍ no idea.

And‌⁠ probably nobody in‍ the world had‌ ever maintained a sloth’s claws before.⁠​

While‍ thinking about it,‌⁠​ my gaze fell​ on the whetstones.⁠‍

Sloth’s​‍ claws were sturdy⁠⁠ enough to cut​ metal barrels.

Maybe‌⁠ a whetstone would‌​ be enough?

‘…No,​⁠​ impossible.’

The‌‍⁠ size difference was‍ way too big.‌⁠‌

And⁠‌‍ besides, Sloth’s claws‌‍ were too close⁠‍ together.

After‌ thinking about it⁠​​ for quite a while, I decided‍‌⁠ to ask the​​ gallery.

After‍‌ all, there were⁠ all kinds of‌‍⁠ people there. Surely⁠ someone would know‍⁠‌ about claw maintenance.‌⁠​

Title)‌​‍ Does anyone know​‍‌ how to take‌⁠​ care of animal‍ claws?

WildGrills‌

(Photo​​ of Sloth’s monstrous‍​ claws)

I want to maintain‍⁠ his claws. Does⁠​⁠ anyone know what‍​ tools I should‍‌‌ use?

ㄴHeavenlyDemon)‍⁠ What monstrous claws.​ Maintaining them seems​ like a good‌‍ idea.

ㄴWildGrills)‌⁠⁠ Right now he’s‍ my main combat‌​ force, so maintenance​‌ is mandatory.

ㄴSwordmaster)⁠ Is Sloth that⁠‌ strong?

ㄴWildGrills)‍​‌ He’s unbelievably fast.‌‍ I can barely⁠​⁠ follow him with​ my eyes;;

ㄴI⁠ never thought I’d‍‌ see someone maintaining‍‌ a sloth’s claws‌⁠ hahaha.

ㄴDo‌ sloth claws really‌‍​ look that terrifying?‍⁠⁠

ㄴWell,‌ they have to‌ climb trees, so⁠​ I guess it​​‍ makes sense.

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)‌⁠‍ Don’t ask me.⁠​ I take care⁠⁠‌ of tools, not‍‍⁠ animals.

ㄴWildGrills)⁠ What a shame.‌‍

ㄴSunForEver)‌ Are you planning‍ to cut the⁠ claws or sharpen‍‌​ them?

ㄴWildGrills)‍‍⁠ Sharpen them. I want to make​‍ them even sharper‍ than they are​⁠ now.

ㄴSunForEver)‍ Then I can​‌⁠ help you a little. I personally​‌​ maintain my pet‌ lion’s claws.

ㄴWildGrills)⁠​ You have a lion?;;

ㄴSunForEver)​⁠ What about it?‍⁠ They’re trendy in‌⁠ Setan. Though from‍‍‌ my point of⁠ view, you raising​‌ a sloth is⁠ even weirder.

ㄴThat’s⁠​​ true too.

ㄴLions‌ are still cats​⁠ in the end‍⁠ hahaha.

ㄴDo‍‍ lions also like​ boxes?

ㄴI‌⁠ think tigers do.⁠

This‌‍ time it was​ SunForEver who gave‍‌ me advice.

According⁠​ to him, the‌ method of caring‍⁠⁠ for claws varied⁠⁠⁠ depending on the‌​ type of animal.‌‌

Beasts‌⁠ like lions or​‍‌ tigers had blood​​⁠ vessels connected to​​ their claws, so⁠ you had to‍‌ be careful.

On​ the other hand,‌​ sloths didn’t have​⁠ that problem, so‍ I could work​ comfortably.

ㄴSunForEver)‌‍ If the claws‌​ are too close‌​ together, just use​‌‌ sandpaper. It’ll be​ more convenient.

ㄴWildGrills)​⁠ Don’t I need‍‌ special tools?

ㄴSunForEver)‌‌ You won’t be‍​​ able to do‍‍​ it with tools.⁠‌ Use sandpaper.

In‌ the end, I used sandpaper to‍‌‍ maintain Sloth’s claws.⁠​‌

It⁠​ seemed he also⁠ understood that I was maintaining them,⁠‌‍ because he calmly​ offered me his‍ hands.

‘Though​​‍ calling them hands⁠ when they’re claws⁠ feels strange.’

But​ they were the‍ claws that had​⁠​ saved my life‌⁠​ several times, so‍​⁠ I worked carefully.​‍‍

And‍⁠‌ to finish, I cleaned them thoroughly⁠‌ using paper soaked‌⁠‍ in oil.

Sloth⁠​‍ silently observed his⁠ claws, now shinier​​​ and sharper than​‌‍ before.

Since​​‌ all his expressions​⁠ were practically the​‌ same, I couldn’t​‌​ tell whether he⁠ liked them or⁠‍​ not.

“Did​‍​ you like it?”⁠​

“…….”​‌‍

Nod,‌ nod—

Even‌⁠ the way he​​ nodded was absurdly‌ slow.

 

What did you think of this chapter?
0 reactions

0 Comments


There are no comments yet. Be the first!

Reader Settings
Page mode
Timer
Text Indent
Auto scroll
Tap to read
Pin menu
Translate page
Select language to automatically translate chapter content.
Audio & AI Voice
This chapter has pre-loaded audio
Ads Blocker Image Powered by Code Help Pro

Ads Blocker Detected!!!

We have detected that you are using extensions to block ads. Please support us by disabling these ads blocker.