I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 180

Thanks to the experts on the Gallery, I was able to extract a substantial amount of honey.

The empty bottles left over after using Elixirs weren’t nearly enough, so I purchased a brand new large barrel altogether.

A barrel big enough that I could barely wrap both arms around it.

The size of the honeycomb itself was considerable, but the amount of honey inside was terrifying as well.

It was so much that even the barrel couldn’t hold all the honey, so the remainder was poured into empty Elixir bottles.

[Wild Grylls: Try some of this honey. It’s really sweet.]

[Heavenly Demon: Thank you. Thanks to sir, I always get to taste rare treasures.]

[Wild Grylls: You give me Fasting Pills, Heavenly Demon-nim. I’m always grateful.]

I gifted the overflowing honey to the fixed-nicks I was friendly with.

First I gifted it to Heavenly Demon, and next was Sword Matstar.

Since it wasn’t a Spiritual Medicine but ready-to-eat honey, Sword Matstar gladly accepted it as well.

[Sword Matstar: Can I apply this to my skin?]

[Wild Grylls: Uh... is honey good for the skin?]

[Sword Matstar: I don’t know about that, but it’s honey from the Forest of the Four Seasons. Wouldn’t it be fine?]

[Wild Grylls: How should I know? But Sword Matstar-nim, don’t you not need skin care anyway? People say if you’re extremely strong, aging comes slowly.]

[Sword Matstar: That’s true, but getting prettier doesn’t hurt, does it? Handsome or pretty people are happy just looking in the mirror.]

[Wild Grylls: If you come here, you can even take a bath in honey. Want to come?]

[Sword Matstar: Actually, true happiness cannot be obtained by looks alone.]

[Wild Grylls: Lol]

Next, I gave honey to Passing Dwarf.

[Passing Dwarf: I’ll be brewing mead after a long time. By any chance, can you give me the honeycomb too?]

[Wild Grylls: I can give it to you, but are you planning to brew booze with this too?]

[Passing Dwarf: Nah nah, I’ll eat it as a snack. Don’t know if it’s rock honey or tree honey, but do you have any idea how good that stuff is for your body?]

[Wild Grylls: Nope, no idea.]

Passing Dwarf’s explanation was as follows.

A honeycomb attached to a tree is tree-honeycomb (mokcheong), and one attached to a rock is rock-honeycomb (seokcheong).

And honey is formed by gathering nutrients from countless flowers.

That meant the honeycomb holding the honey also contained the gathered nutrients of the flowers from the Forest of the Four Seasons.

[Passing Dwarf: The problem is we don’t know what kind of flowers they were. They might be toxic.]

[Wild Grylls: Then isn’t the honey dangerous too?;;]

[Passing Dwarf: Nah nah, I heard honey is fine. It’s the honeycomb that’s the problem. So can you give it?]

[Wild Grylls: Hearing that makes me feel like it’s too dangerous to give to you.]

[Passing Dwarf: Even if there’s a problem, it’ll probably just end with diarrhea. Besides, you said the deer gave it to you? If something goes wrong, go skin that bastard alive.]

Passing Dwarf’s words were quite logical.

The deer gave me this honeycomb, so if a problem occurred? I could just go hunt down the deer.

Of course, considering the deer’s combat power, I’d struggle quite a bit, but it should be fine.

Above all, I had Elixirs as well as antidotes. I could prepare for any emergency.

[Wild Grylls: Then I’ll try eating it first and let you know later. That’s better.]

[Passing Dwarf: Ok, but can you give me a bit more honey? Need more to make mead...]

[Wild Grylls: Sigh lmao]

Since he begged so earnestly, I gave him a bit more. It didn’t even make a dent anyway.

After that, I gifted honey to the rest of the people. Most of them loved it.

However, there was just one person, Allfather, whom I couldn’t give a gift to. He wasn’t logged into the Gallery.

Lately, Allfather’s activity seemed sparse; it was likely due to personal matters.

Having distributed all the honey, I stared at the remaining honeycomb after extraction.

’Should I try taking a bite?’

A honeycomb cleanly sliced into pieces to extract honey.

Despite having extracted a huge amount of honey, it was still dripping.

The purchased barrel was already completely full, so there was no place left to put it.

’There shouldn’t be any bugs or anything, right?’

I checked multiple times, and checked again. The inside was clean without a single bug.

After that, I cut the honeycomb into bite-sized pieces. I never thought I’d live to eat a honeycomb.

Following that, I shared the honeycomb with Bbareumbo and my other animal friends.

Because if these guys ate it well, it meant I could eat it too.

"Nyam-nyam-nyam-nyam!"

"Is it tasty?"

"Yam-nyam-nyam!"

They ate it well. Even Bbareumbo, slow as he was, chewed it thoroughly and ate it slowly.

Normally Bbareumbo doesn’t eat things he finds off-putting, but he ate the honeycomb without any aversion.

Seeing this, it seemed there was no poison.

Looking around a piece of honeycomb dripping with honey, I put it into my mouth.

"Munch. Munch-munch. Mmm?"

The moment I took a bite and savored the flavor, my eyes opened wide.

I knew the honey was delicious, but I didn’t expect even the honeycomb to be delicious.

Furthermore, the taste was unique. It felt somewhat like eating a chewy, soft cracker.

A subtle bitterness balanced out the strong sweetness, creating a superb harmony.

’It feels like a snack.’

The flavor passed with flying colors. However, I couldn’t drop my guard completely.

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I hoped there would be no symptoms whatsoever.

’For storing the honeycomb... let’s get one more container.’

I purchased one more container to store the finely sliced honeycomb.

Like the honey barrel earlier, containers were very useful. I might need even more.

’Was tomorrow the Succession Ceremony?’

Sucking on the honey stuck to my fingers, I logged into the Gallery.

Since the next day was the Succession Ceremony, most posts were full of discussions about it.

They were posts that weren’t helpful to me at all, but I was jealous nonetheless.

’I want to meet people too.’

It has been almost a month since I started living in the Forest of the Four Seasons. I had seen humans, but I had never met one face to face.

Even the Paladin riding the Kirin across the river had no contact (?).

I even wondered if that time had been my last chance.

’People said he was an incredibly strong person... but I really don’t know.’

I went to the river occasionally to check, but the meadow from that time was nowhere to be seen.

Only different hells were unfolded. As I always think, I’m glad I’m here.

"Haa!"

"Kkyuu!"

"Haa!"

"Kkyuu!"

Just as I was thinking that, the martial shouts of Lackey and Wonmo echoed out.

I didn’t know what they were doing right now, but next to Lackey, who was training, Wonmo was flailing his hand and foot gestures.

Being a bear by nature, he managed to barely stand up on his two extremely short legs.

Moving his adorable little arms in that state, looking at him brought a smile to my face.

’Is it because he’s a kid? It’s like a baby mimicking their family’s actions.’

Wonmo had done nothing but eat, sleep, and poop until now.

What would happen if he started imitating martial arts like this?

"Kkyuuu..."

"Are you tired? Let’s wash up and sleep."

What would happen? He’d get exhausted and go to sleep early, of course.

I barely managed to wash Wonmo, who stumbled over with sleepy eyes.

Perhaps because he spent a rewarding routine today, he kept nodding off, making it quite a chore.

After that, I dried his fur soft and fluffy by the campfire and let him sleep peacefully.

’I should get ready to sleep soon too.’

It was late at night. According to Gallery time, it was also getting close to bedtime.

I applied bug repellent on Lackey and sent him outside.

Lackey also seemed used to sleeping outside, stepping out without any complaints.

’Should I build him a shed or something?’

Sleeping rough looked quite pitiful, but I postponed it for later.

He was a guy who slept outside until now anyway, so he’d be fine.

As long as he took care not to get bitten by bugs, it would be fine.

’So far, there haven’t been any notable symptoms.’

Time passed after eating the honeycomb, but there were no symptoms.

Rather, it felt like vigor was surging through my body. I wondered if this was the effect of the flower components Dwarf mentioned.

’By the way, why did that deer give me the honeycomb?’

The deer’s intention in giving me such a precious treasure was also unknown.

The only help I had given the deer was just one thing: giving it a campfire in winter.

’If it’s really for that reason, then well...’

I should give it a campfire next winter too.

Or ask the raccoon family to pass the fire along.

The deer was an extremely strong creature, so becoming friends wouldn’t hurt.

I planned to go to the arena tomorrow as well, so maybe I’ll meet and talk to it then.

’I should tell Lackey to participate.’

Thinking those thoughts, I closed my eyes.

Hoping that I could meet a human even a single day sooner.

The time to welcome the symbol of a generational shift and another sun of the Empire had arrived.

Namely, the Succession Ceremony. The symbolic day Arnold ascends to the throne of the Emperor.

Therefore, the Messiah Empire, especially the capital, was bound to be busy preparing for the Succession Ceremony.

They made thorough preparations so that not a single mistake would occur during the event.

Of course, this applied only to the event officials; nobles and commoners were busy for different reasons.

Nobles to forge connections through this opportunity, and commoners to gain various benefits including money.

Because the Succession Ceremony was no different from a festival. And among the participants in this festival, big shots were present as well.

"Dear. What on earth was that honey we ate yesterday? Your skin changed completely?"

"Isn’t it because of the food Mom cooked rather than the honey?"

The Sword Master who never failed to be ranked among the strongest on the continent, Ash.

Looking at Ash, neatly dressed in her uniform, her mother spared no praise.

Her uniform looked cool, but above all, what stood out was her skin.

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"It’s nothing like that. Literally, my skin just got better."

"Just your skin? Look at your hands. They used to look like a turtle shell, but they improved in a single instant!"

Just as her mother said, Ash’s skin had transformed beyond recognition overnight.

Given her stage of mastery, she usually boasted beauty no less than someone in her 20s.

However, even after undergoing Body Metamorphosis, there was one area that particularly failed to improve: her hands.

Hands were the core of human civilization and the most roughly handled part of the body.

Let alone the fact that Ash was a martial artist, so no matter how much she cared for them, there was no helping her hands.

Moreover, with her innate talent, she had undergone Body Metamorphosis at a young age.

From then until now, she had handled her hands roughly, making them like a turtle shell.

"Mmm..."

Listening to her mother, Ash looked at her hands. Indeed, the expression ’slender, jade-like hands’ suited her hands perfectly now.

Eating the honey Grylls gave her yesterday, a day had passed, and her skin had improved like this.

’Honestly, I don’t really like it.’

Hands can be covered with gloves, and calluses are the symbol of a martial artist.

Especially with calluses, holding a sword feels subtly comfortable.

Because when I first gripped and swung a sword, my palms got completely skinned.

Saying this as it was would invite her mother’s terrifying back-smack, so she forced out a lie.

"That too, but didn’t Mom’s skin get better as well?"

"Hohoho. So it did."

It was not just Ash, but her mother as well.

Ash hadn’t greedily eaten the honey alone; she had given some to her mother too.

Thanks to that, her mother also gained skin no less radiant than a young person’s.

To top it off, even her wrinkles had faded. From a distance, one might mistake them for sisters.

’Even so, to think the effect would be this much...’

Ash pretended to be calm, but inside she was trembling intensely. The honey’s performance was way too absurdly good.

As for herself, being at her level of cultivation, fine, but her mother was a different story.

In particular, her mother was a former commoner who had suffered hardship after hardship. The noble title was something Ash had received.

Therefore, she had an appearance matching her age group, but now she looked vastly younger.

’Thankfully, Mom doesn’t use the Gallery.’

If she used the Gallery, I wouldn’t have given her the honey.

Still, seeing her mother overjoyed warmed her heart.

It felt like performing proper filial piety for the first time in a long while.

Ash smiled comfortably and walked on.

"Hey. Look over there."

"My goodness. It’s House Mercedes!"

"Looks like they’re attending the Succession Ceremony."

It was while she was walking to attend the Succession Ceremony. Murmurs struck Ash’s ears.

Ash, being such a celebrity, was well accustomed to murmurs directed at herself.

But stories regarding other people were a different matter. She turned her head.

Turning her head, she saw someone stepping down from a resplendent carriage.

’House Mercedes? They’re attending too.’

Well, it’s a Succession Ceremony, so a ducal house attending wasn’t unusual.

However, there was a detail that stood out even more: the headcount.

Inside the carriage, not only the Duke and Duchess Mercedes, but two more women stepped out.

"Huh? T-That lady is..."

"T-The Mercedes Ducal Lady? Didn’t they say she was sick?"

"So beautiful..."

A beauty evocative of snow falling from the sky. A woman whose beauty could not be hidden despite her cold expression stepped out of the carriage.

Behind her, a brown-haired woman with a plain impression stepped down after her. Ash raised one eyebrow.

’I heard she had an incurable disease? Is she completely cured?’

Even if she was stuck in her room, she knew enough about how the world turned.

Moreover, doing Gallery posts consistently brought various rumors to her ears.

Originally, it was normal for the Mercedes Ducal Lady—that is, Selena—to be secluded due to her incurable disease.

Showing herself in a public setting like this was an extremely rare event.

’Judging by her complexion, she doesn’t look like a sick person at all? And her skin... huh?’

The moment Ash saw Selena’s skin, she looked at her own hands.

Skin glowing with a subtle luster thanks to the honey. And Selena’s skin was also remarkably similar.

Meanwhile, Selena also seemed to notice Ash, shifting her gaze over there.

"...?"

Selena tilted her head. Ash also possessed looks no less striking than Selena’s, making her easy to catch the eye.

But what drew her gaze even more was Ash’s skin.

’...Huh?’

Selena, just like Ash, looked back and forth between her own skin and hers.

’...What is this?’

’Somehow it feels like...’

A subtle atmosphere flowed between them.