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◈ Got a Gallery in the Wild ◈
Chapter 80: Rain (3)
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[Post title] The Head Mod Is Invincible
[Author] Wild Grylls
[Post] That power is invincible. Praise the Head Mod.
[Post] Now that my trade restriction has been lifted, I'm free!
└ [Heavenly Demon]: Congratulations. You've cast off the shackles that bound you.
└ [SwordTasteMaster]: Congratulations. So, no commemorative gift or anything?
└ [Heavenly Demon]: Tsk, tsk. What a vicious creature, trying to squeeze blood from a flea. Have you no conscience?
└ [SwordTasteMaster]: Can't I even joke around? You're being awfully stingy;;
└ [Heavenly Demon]: One must know when a joke is appropriate. You have no tact.
└ [SwordTasteMaster]: I've even been in politics, you old martial arts fossil;;
└ [Wild Grylls]: All right, both of you, calm down. I'll share some fish once I cook it. It's really good.
└ [Passing Dwarf]: Give me some too.
└ [Wild Grylls]: You had some last time already;;
└ [Passing Dwarf]: I'm asking for more because it was good lol
└ [Wild Grylls]: Don't tell me you're having it with alcohol again?
└ [Passing Dwarf]: What kind of obvious question is that?
└ [Wild Grylls]: ;;
└ Are you seriously going to give some to every registered user?
└ You'll run out of fish lololol
└ [Wild Grylls]: I should give some to everyone who helped me. There's a ton, so it's fine if I only give out a little at a time.
└ [Starlight Princess]: I'm fine. I don't like fish because of the smell.
└ [Wild Grylls]: It doesn't smell fishy at all, though. It tastes like meat.
└ [Starlight Princess]: That does change things a little... Is fish good for exercise?
└ [PrincessChaenggu]: If you work out, white meat like fish is better than red meat!
└ [Starlight Princess]: Is that true?
└ [PrincessChaenggu]: Yep! Athletes who get injured often can reduce their injuries with diets like that too!
└ [Starlight Princess]: I see. Thank you for the helpful information!
└ [Allfather]: Fish raised in the Forest of Four Seasons... I'm truly curious about the taste. I feel my knowledge expanding thanks to you.
└ [Wild Grylls]: You've done so much for me already. I should at least do this much.
└ [AllHailTheSun]: Sounds good. I'd like to try crab later too. Is that possible?
└ [Wild Grylls]: I'll try whenever I get the chance. I might have to eat nothing but crabs until I set up the Fish Trap.
“Hehe.”
In a deserted alleyway, someone wrapped in a robe little better than rags giggled quietly.
The robe concealed their entire body, making it difficult to make out their appearance, but their outline gave a rough idea.
Slightly narrow shoulders, along with curves that emphasized feminine charm.
The orange hair spilling out from beneath the hood made it possible to tell the figure was a woman.
‘I’m glad he’s happy.’
She smiled as she looked at the gallery window floating before her eyes.
Wild Grylls, a registered user who had recently been receiving immense attention.
Lifting his trade restriction had caused plenty of controversy, but the vote in favor had been overwhelming.
That showed just how much trust Grylls had built up.
‘Because I’ve never seen him break a promise.’
She had been keeping a close eye on Grylls as well.
As if being dropped into the Forest of Four Seasons was not enough, he kept discovering all sorts of rare creatures.
There had been occasional crises, but he overcame them with help from registered users and his own abilities.
As time passed, he encountered even stranger creatures, and Grylls himself steadily grew stronger.
It was an extreme reality rarely seen in the gallery, which gave it a peculiar appeal.
‘Grylls won’t abuse the trade system.’
Grylls was fundamentally a good person. Very much so.
Even in a gallery where anonymity was guaranteed, he remained polite and did not casually insult others.
Things were different when someone was rude first, but that was the exception.
There was no reason to suspect an ulterior motive, either. He was in the Forest of Four Seasons.
He cared about only one thing, survival, so there was nothing to worry about.
‘He said he’d give up the special treatment himself once he escaped, too.’
She was a principled person. Unless necessary, she did not try to break existing rules.
Still, Grylls wanted fairness, not equality, and his argument had been convincing.
Above all, the unique environment of the Forest of Four Seasons was the deciding factor. It was a place where only Grylls could access the gallery.
The Head Mod, DontAbandonTheHero, decided to watch Grylls’s actions more closely.
‘He gave me this too.’
She took a round bead from her pocket. It was a gift from Grylls.
It was closer to a bribe than a gift, but she had accepted it.
‘Are things like this really everywhere in the Forest of Four Seasons?’
She turned the round bead over in her hand, marveling at it.
The energy coming from it was extraordinary. Anyone who consumed it would surely gain great power.
‘It doesn’t mean much to me, though.’
To her, it was little more than a high-grade mana restoration potion.
After all, she was always mentioned whenever people discussed the strongest person in the world.
A person blessed by the goddess, a sword personally forged by the church to stand against the Demon King.
The Hero, Asella, examined the Inner Core before putting it into her mouth.
‘It’s better to eat it now than sell it.’
The Inner Core lost energy as time passed. It was not really worth selling, either.
Her mana was nearly depleted anyway, so eating it was far better.
“Haa.”
Asella let out a deep breath. The Inner Core’s energy began circulating through her entire body.
Mana filled her previously empty Mana Hall (dantian), and it felt as though all her fatigue had vanished.
She had not even been able to sleep properly lately, but this would let her hold on longer.
‘When will this misunderstanding be cleared up?’
Asella glanced outside the alley.
Unlike the dark and deserted alley, there were plenty of people outside.
Children running past. Parents laughing as they told them to be careful.
And all kinds of other sounds full of human warmth.
‘It doesn’t seem they’ve reached this city yet.’
Asella felt relieved. She would likely have some breathing room for a while.
Still, she could not let her guard down. The church’s pursuers could arrive at any time.
‘May the Goddess grant her blessing. There must be some misunderstanding.’
She murmured inwardly and connected to the gallery.
When she was connected to the gallery, she was not the Hero but the Head Mod.
She was being pursued and did not have much time, but she faithfully carried out her duties and responsibilities.
‘This must be a task the Goddess gave me as well.’
The day the church began pursuing her as a traitor, Asella became the gallery’s Head Mod as soon as she escaped the church.
She had not even known the gallery existed, so she had been quite flustered at first, but she had adapted by now.
Well. The disgusting images that occasionally popped up were still hard to endure.
Whenever she saw them, she prayed to the Goddess.
[System] Wild Grylls has requested a trade. Would you like to accept?
“Huh?”
She had been carrying out her duty as Head Mod under the Goddess’s guidance.
Wild Grylls, the registered user causing such a stir lately, had requested a trade.
For a moment, Asella wondered if he had sent it by mistake, but she accepted the trade.
[Wild Grylls]: Hello, Head Mod.
[Wild Grylls]: There’s something else I’d like to give you.
[Chat participant] DontAbandonTheHero
[You]: Something you want to give me?!
[You]: What is it! No bribes!
Unlike her depressing reality, Asella always spoke energetically.
She wondered what Grylls intended to give her.
He had just given her an Inner Core, so he should not have had anything left to offer.
[Wild Grylls]: I’ll give you some fish I caught.
[Wild Grylls]: It tastes really good.
[Chat participant] DontAbandonTheHero
[You]: Ah! Shouldn’t you be eating that yourself, Grylls?!
[You]: And you must have shared some with the others too!
[Wild Grylls]: This much is fine.
[Wild Grylls]: Things have become easier thanks to you, Head Mod, so please accept it.
[Wild Grylls]: If it makes you uncomfortable, you don’t have to.
Yet Grylls offered her pure goodwill, neither a gift nor a bribe.
Asella was quite flustered by such goodwill, something she rarely saw even in the gallery.
What kind of place was the gallery? A place where people were busy tearing into one another or indulging their desires whenever they got the chance.
She was also the Head Mod. She possessed tremendous authority, but frequently ended up as a punching bag.
Whenever certain Anonymous Users deliberately bombarded the gallery with disgusting images, she wanted to give up on everything.
‘How strange.’
Even considering that, the Head Mod’s authority was strong. That was an undeniable fact.
Users sometimes tried to build close relationships with the Head Mod to gain advantages.
If that deepened, it became cliquish behavior, and there was a high risk of those cliques turning into wrongdoing.
There had been plenty of incidents caused by cliques.
Offering goodwill like this was the first step toward forming one, but...
‘Grylls can’t form a clique, can he?’
Grylls was stranded in the Forest of Four Seasons. Even if they grew somewhat close in the gallery, forming a real-world clique was impossible.
That was why Asella could accept his goodwill as pure goodwill.
Goodwill that was rare even in the gallery, and difficult to receive in real life.
Growl-
Her stomach sent a timely signal as well.
Asella considered it before reluctantly accepting.
‘This must be the Goddess’s guidance... right?’
The moment she accepted the trade, a chopstick appeared in her hand.
Three thick chunks of fish were skewered on it like kebabs.
Not one chunk, but three. They looked delicious.
“...Nom.”
Without hesitation, Asella took a bite. She tasted a distinct salty flavor.
Then a savory flavor spread through her mouth. There was not even the slightest fishy smell.
The rich flavor and umami, no less satisfying than meat, brought a smile to her face.
‘It’s delicious!’
It really was delicious. It tasted even better because she was hungry.
She also felt energy returning to her whole body.
“Nom nom nom! Nom!”
Asella’s eyes sparkled as she devoured the remaining fish.
It was not enough to fill her empty stomach, but that was fine.
Her heart felt full from the goodwill she had received for the first time in a while.
‘It’s a shame there isn’t more.’
After finishing all of Grylls’s goodwill, Asella briefly felt disappointed before sending him a message with a more energetic expression than before.
[Chat participant] DontAbandonTheHero
[You]: Thank you for the meal!
[You]: It was really delicious!
[Wild Grylls]: Right?
[Wild Grylls]: Should I give you more when I catch some later?
[Chat participant] DontAbandonTheHero
[You]: No! I have some decency too!
[You]: Still, thank you!
He was a truly good person. That was what Asella thought.
But even someone like him had a disappointing flaw. His faith.
Grylls had committed blasphemy before.
It was only because it happened in the gallery that he had gotten away with it. If he had said such things in real life, he could not complain if he were arrested as a heretic.
Asella had been horrified and warned him, but as far as she knew, he had not listened at all.
‘It’s times like this when he needs even firmer faith...’
As a Hero, her faith in the Goddess was as strong as the Pope’s.
Though she had been falsely branded a traitor and forced to flee, she had never let go of her faith.
‘Right. I should try to convert him.’
Grylls must have faced hardship before, and he was facing it now.
Asella was the same. She had been born without parents and endured countless hardships.
But thanks to the blessings of the Goddess Aris, she had risen to become a Hero.
With faith, one could endure. It was precisely in difficult times that one should believe in a god.
[Chat participant] DontAbandonTheHero
[You]: Grylls!
[You]: Would you perhaps consider worshipping the Goddess Aris?!
[Wild Grylls]: Nope.
[Wild Grylls]: Ah, can I curse at her?
[Chat participant] DontAbandonTheHero
[You]: Cursing isn’t worship!!
[Wild Grylls]: Then I won’t.
Grylls was the same as ever. He did not seem to have even the slightest intention of worshipping a god.
Asella found it difficult to understand. This was a god, after all.
Even in a world where gods clearly existed, Grylls’s behavior went beyond strange and became bizarre.
[Chat participant] DontAbandonTheHero
[You]: Why do you curse at her so much?!
[You]: Do you perhaps not believe in gods?!
[Wild Grylls]: I believe they exist.
[Wild Grylls]: I just curse at them.
[Chat participant] DontAbandonTheHero
[You]: That makes no sense!
[You]: You believe in gods, but you curse at them!
There were people like that sometimes. People who said that if gods truly existed, they should strike them down with divine punishment.
But Grylls was different. He believed gods existed, but hated them anyway.
The ideas were so opposed that it was hard to tell whether he believed or not.
[Chat participant] DontAbandonTheHero
[You]: Why do you think that way?!
[You]: Do you hate everyone who has faith too?!
[Wild Grylls]: I hate gods, not people.
It was a clear answer, and one that left Asella’s mind blank.
He hated gods but not people. What exactly did that mean?
At first glance, it sounded contradictory, but it made sense if he clearly separated gods from people.
As Asella’s thoughts grew tangled, Grylls added one more thing.
[Wild Grylls]: I hate gods because I don’t want to hate people.
[Wild Grylls]: I’m the type who needs to hate someone to feel satisfied, too.
[Chat participant] DontAbandonTheHero
[You]: Have you never considered not hating anyone?!
[Wild Grylls]: If you don’t hate, are you even human?
[Wild Grylls]: Jealousy exists for a reason.
[Chat participant] DontAbandonTheHero
[You]: So that’s why you hate gods...!
[Wild Grylls]: Yeah. It puts my mind at ease.
[Chat participant] DontAbandonTheHero
[You]: What if a god sends divine punishment for that?!
[Wild Grylls]: What kind of god doesn’t even have the courage to be disliked?
[Wild Grylls]: That’s a petty little creature.
“Eek!”
Asella made a strange noise and looked around, as if afraid someone might have seen.
Only the people involved could see the gallery, but gods were another matter. A god might be watching all of this.
‘Th-that is so blasphemous...! What could he possibly be thinking?!’
Asella stared at the conversation with trembling eyes.
The rudeness, no, the blasphemy he committed as naturally as breathing.
It was enough that he could not complain even if a god struck him down with divine punishment.
‘B-but if this is faith, it is faith...!’
Believing in gods in order to hate them. Paradoxically, that too was faith.
The problem was that it was faith filled with blasphemy. Asella could not understand it.
Pitter-patter-
Just as she was sorting out her thoughts, heavy raindrops fell on Asella’s head.
When she looked up, raindrops were beginning to fall from the cloudy sky.
‘I should get out of the rain first.’
Asella began walking. Yet Grylls’s words still filled her thoughts.
He would hate gods because he did not want to hate people. The words were firmly lodged in her mind.
‘He truly is an incomprehensible person.’
Still.
‘A kind but strange person.’
His goodwill had warmed her heart.
* * *
Whoooosh!
“Ah, seriously.”
Was it because I had cursed at a god earlier? Rain was pouring down again.
I watched the rain falling outside and muttered inwardly.
‘If that really is the reason, then that god’s a petty little creature.’
Rumble!
The instant I thought that, a deafening clap of thunder rang out.
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