I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 171

Title) Who wants to see Flying Wonmo?

Wild Grylls

(Video of Wonmo flying while flailing)

(Video of Wonmo adapting and flying around)

(Video of Wonmo flying in Superman pose)

(Video of Wonmo curling into a ball and rolling in mid-air)

Here you go. And:

(Video of Lackey panicking while flailing)

(Video of Lackey clinging to the fireplace)

(Video of Lackey stuck in a corner)

There’s also a video of Lackey struggling for his life.

↳ Heavenly Demon) A smile blooms upon my face throughout watching this.

↳ Sword Matstar) Every household urgently needs 1 Wonmo.

↳ Your house might get ruined though, you sure?

↳ Sword Matstar) I have plenty of money, so I’m fine lol

↳ A wealthy unemployed person shudder shudder shudder

↳ That’s the most enviable job in the world.

↳ Do you have more money than that Flying Dark Elf over there?

↳ Sword Matstar) Not quite to that extent;;

↳ Is that the effect of Sky Whale Ambergris?

↳ They turned the ambergris into incense, right? And it’s not even certain if that’s the only effect.

↳ Who knows? Bury it in the ground and maybe the whole area floats into the sky lol

↳ That would be fucking fun lol

’Having a good time, I see.’

The Hero, Asella, flashed a heartwarming smile as she looked at Grylls’s post.

Lately, the posts in the Gallery couldn’t be described as particularly pleasant.

Starting from political posts regarding El Dorado to the Blood Cult, and even real-life duels (Real-Life PK).

As if being on the run wasn’t enough, these events bursting out in succession made things quite exhausting.

To make matters worse, even the sub-moderator (Heavenly Demon) was swept up in the Real-Life PK incident, meaning proper moderation couldn’t be expected.

’I wish posts like this were uploaded every day.’

Though the Gallery was tainted by human desires, heartwarming posts were shared occasionally.

Photos and videos of pets, growing children, heartwarming stories, and so forth.

They felt like flowers blooming in a landfill, making them feel all the more precious.

’I hope El Dorado gets resolved peacefully too...’

Asella turned her head and looked down at her hand.

Clutched in her hand was a copy of a newspaper.

[Protests Growing Increasingly Violent. What is the Pope’s Stance?]

[Pope’s Faction Claims Fabrication by Mage King Kadir...]

[Citizens Backlash, Demanding the Pope’s Resignation...]

The newspaper detailed the recent incident that sent shockwaves beyond El Dorado to the entire world.

This incident was also why Asella struggled to fulfill her duties as the Orange Badge lately.

Looking at the newspaper, she pondered.

’Why on earth say such things...’

The Pope’s side referring to the people as "pigs and dogs" had shocked Asella deeply.

It wasn’t just a rumor from the Gallery, but a fact exposed directly by the Mage King, Kadir.

The Pope’s side claimed the video was fabricated, but was Kadir really that kind of person?

Not in the slightest. He had a reputation for being an eccentric, but he wasn’t a fool who would commit such an act without cause.

’Goddess-nim entrusted us to build a better world before leaving. So why this...’

The Pope was a representative of the Goddess, not an official’s hat worn for power.

The Hero, too, was the Goddess’s sword, forged not to harm the innocent.

Yet the current Pope had forgotten his role, failing to carry it out properly.

Then what should she, the Goddess’s sword, do at a time like this?

Should she point her sword at the Pope following the people’s will?

Or should she wait quietly until he came to his senses on his own?

’As for that... I really don’t know.’

Pointing a sword at the Pope meant rebellion.

In the entire history of El Dorado, such an event had never occurred.

However, putting it conversely, it meant the higher-ups were corrupt enough for people to consider an unprecedented rebellion.

What was rotten had to be severed, and to cut it away, a sharp sword was required.

A sword sharper than anything else.

’...It doesn’t necessarily have to be me.’

Asella tried hard to ignore the thought. After all, she was already branded with the stigma of being a traitor.

In this situation, would stepping forward be wise? She thought not.

Just a little more. Wait just a little longer. If she waited, an opportunity would eventually arrive.

A hopeful opportunity to set everything right.

"Excuse me."

Hearing the voice that reached her ears, Asella turned her head.

She wondered if pursuers had caught up, but that didn’t seem to be the case.

If it were a tracking squad, they would proudly wear armor, whereas the person before her wore a deep robe.

While briefly puzzled, Asella didn’t lower her guard as she spoke.

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"What is it?"

"I heard a rumor that the traitor Hero is here."

"...."

Asella’s eyes narrowed. It was definitely a pursuer.

Her appearance was so distinctive that pulling up a hood wouldn’t hide it.

Aside from her suspicious attire, her hair was an exceedingly rare orange hue, one of few in the world.

The story that the Hero possessed orange hair was widely known across the world, making tracking relatively easy.

In particular, the scabbard of the Holy Sword, Revolution, was quite ornate compared to her shabby appearance.

For these reasons, even if Asella concealed her presence, rumors bound to spread quickly.

’The tracking squad is already here... Well, I’ve held out for a long time.’

Because El Dorado was in chaos, the tracking had slowed down, but it seemed that didn’t last long.

Asella prepared to flee immediately, subtly shifting her body backward.

At that action, the robed person spoke in a voice filled with certainty.

"It really is you, Asella, isn’t it?"

"...?"

Asella tilted her head. It was a voice she had heard somewhere before.

It was a woman’s voice, but tinged with a raspy huskiness that carried a strange charm.

Hulleong!

The unfamiliar woman pulled off her robe in one swift motion, fully revealing her appearance.

Seeing the newly revealed features of the woman, Asella widened her eyes.

Brown short hair and feline eyes slightly tilted upward.

She gave off a cynical vibe, but it couldn’t hide her distinct beauty.

"R-Race eonni?"

"Yeah, brat. It’s eonni, eonni. Have you been doing well?"

Before her exile, she was someone Asella had been personally close with.

For Asella, who had no family, she was no different from a real older sister.

Brightening with a smile at the familiar face, Asella soon harbored a question.

"H-How did eonni know where I was?"

"I tracked the paladins pursuing you. Right now, I’m ahead of them."

"Which means..."

"They’re in this city right now."

It wasn’t good news. She would have to leave this place immediately.

"Then shouldn’t we escape right away?"

"Right. Do you have anywhere in mind?"

"Yes. Let’s head there first while we think."

Asella and Race decided to shake off the pursuit first.

Meanwhile, they didn’t forget to exchange updates on what had happened in the meantime.

What happened to Ludwig? Do you know the situation in El Dorado? How is the Pope acting? And so on.

"Damned Pope bastard. Even with things like this, he refuses to step down to the end. Saying shit like he can’t vacate a seat designated by the Goddess?"

"...."

"He even purged Teacher and is acting completely out of control. If blood is spilled because of this..."

The situation in El Dorado seemed far worse than expected. Asella agonized.

Many were protesting, but they lacked a focal figure.

If only there were a focal figure, they could oust the Pope.

"...la."

"...."

"Asella!"

"Ack?! Urk?! Eh?"

Snapping out of her brief contemplation, Asella jumped in surprise.

Turning her head with a dazed face, she saw Race looking at her.

"What are you thinking about? You didn’t even react when I called."

"Ah... it’s nothing. Just tired..."

"Tired? Ah, that makes sense. Let’s rest somewhere decent before moving on."

"Yes..."

Asella replied softly as she looked at Race’s face.

Not having been able to wash properly in the meantime, her face was also quite smudged with dirt.

For someone being pursued, a bath was the ultimate luxury.

’Why must even eonni suffer like this?’

In fact, had it not been for Ludwig’s sacrifice, she too would have been dragged into the Forest of the Four Seasons without mercy.

Ludwig was somehow surviving, but Race must have gone through immense hardship.

’It can’t... go on like this.’

No more innocent people could be harmed.

The Pope wasn’t truly serving the Goddess; he was merely coveting power while riding on the Goddess’s blessings.

Just as Asella’s heart began to shift step by step—

Shaaaaa—

The Holy Sword, Revolution, also began to emit a faint glow.

"Mmhmmhm~ Hmmm~"

Lately Allfather, Kadir, was in an exceptionally high mood.

And naturally so, for he had obtained a research subject—one that might appear only once in a lifetime.

"Truly... a magnificent sight."This story is hosted at novеlping.com.

He muttered while gazing at the golden stone preserved inside a translucent barrier.

The true identity of that golden stone was none other than the Sky Whale shit gifted by Grylls for research purposes.

The existence of the Sky Whale alone was enough to turn academia upside down, yet this was the entity’s excretion.

Ordinary ambergris was already a rare item, but the ambergris of a Sky Whale?

It was a material so precious that its value could never be measured.

’This ambergris can cause living beings to float into the sky. It’s even possible just by burning it as incense, without ingestion.’

Facts discovered accidentally through Grylls and Praise the Sun.

The act of using Sky Whale ambergris merely as fishing bait or incense.

Honestly, from the stance of a researcher like Kadir, those acts were displeasing.

Setting the dangers aside, it was an utter waste. Still, since he gained information, it was fine.

’Surely the secret of the Sky Whale is hidden within this ambergris.’

The Sky Whale lightly disregarded existing biology—a creature truly mythological.

A creature without wings that normally belongs in the ocean, flying through the sky?

It was an animal far more absurd than the Kirin mentioned by Grylls.

’I would like to request Grylls for more samples, but....’

The size of the ambergris Kadir received was about the size of an adult man’s fist.

While already sizeable enough, human greed knows no bounds.

Especially from the standpoint of a researcher like Kadir, it was a somewhat unsatisfactory size.

’Still, this is better than nothing, isn’t it? Besides, Grylls said he would give me the rest if he didn’t need it.’

The ambergris undoubtedly held incredible value.

Yet if asked whether it helped with survival, he would answer ’Well...’

While flight was a good ability, the process to obtain it was problematic.

Knowing Grylls’s personality, no matter how desperate he was, it didn’t seem likely he’d abandon his human dignity to eat shit.

Knock, knock, knock—

[Kadir-nim. We are scheduled to begin the meeting regarding the Sky Whale shortly.]

It was while he was pondering what experiments to conduct with the ambergris.

A mage outside spoke to Kadir.

The existence of the Sky Whale was an event that shook academia.

And because the Magic Tower was a place overflowing with weirdos, interest in the Sky Whale was hotter than anywhere else.

"I shall be there shortly."

This applied to Kadir as well. Setting his regret aside, he prepared for the meeting.

Though he would conceal the fact that he possessed ambergris, he could gather ideas through the meeting.

He then cast a lingering gaze at the ambergris before stepping out of the laboratory.

Deolkeok—

Only a tranquil silence settled inside the laboratory.

A laboratory lined with various experimental tools and research topics.

Among them, the piece that stood out single-mindedly was the ambergris.

Surrounded by a translucent barrier as Kadir cherished it, that thing—

Beonjjeok!

It suddenly burst into light, as if something had activated.

One might ask what’s so strange about a glowing stone, but the event that followed far surpassed mere wonder.

Kugugugugugu!!!

Because it triggered an earthquake throughout the entire Magic Tower.

At the sudden earthquake, everyone in the Magic Tower couldn’t help but panic.

This held true for Kadir as well. Living in the Magic Tower his whole life, he had never experienced an earthquake.

Occasionally he experienced artificial tremors due to experiments, but this was on a completely different dimension.

"W-What?!"

"A-An earthquake?!"

People outside the Magic Tower felt similarly.

They panicked as the earthquake erupted around the center of the Magic Tower.

Yet a situation far grander unfolded....

Kwagagagaga!!!

"L-L-L-Look over there!!"

"U-Uhhh?!"

Someone pointed at the Magic Tower. At that, others turned their heads.

Turning their heads, they came face-to-face with a truly astonishing—no, appalling sight.

Originally, the Magic Tower was a structure famous for being built high into the sky.

Yet right now, it was rising higher and higher beyond its original height.

As if the entire district was ascending into the sky, slowly but surely.

"T-T-The Magic Tower...!"

"The Magic Tower is flying...?!"

"O-O God Aragon..."

The Magic Tower began to float into the sky.

"Whoa. This is fun. Wonmo-ya. Wanna fly one more time?"

"Kkyuu!"

"Alright, alright. Just one last time."

"I refuse!"

"I didn’t ask for your opinion."

Once you get used to this, it’s pretty fun too.