I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 249

Setan, the land of dark elves, was famous as a desert nation.

One might ask if resources were scarce in a desert famous for its harsh environment, but it was quite the opposite.

Starting with mana stones used in various magic, to ancient ruins revealed whenever one dug into the soil.

Not only that, but gold discovered whenever a mine was dug, and so forth. Separate from its desert environment, resources were abundant.

Furthermore, Setan’s geographical value was exceptionally good. It acted as a bridgehead connecting the western nations and the Central Plains.

Abundant resources, outstanding geographic location, and finally, powerful racial traits.

Even if it weren’t dark elves, it was highly likely to have developed into a powerful nation regardless.

Title) One solid fact

Setan is a nation co-founded by dark elves and humans.

It’s just that over time, pure-blood humans decreased and only dark elves remained.

That’s why dark elves are a race extremely favorable toward humans.

└ Huh? I thought dark elves were a race with strong xenophobia/exclusivity?

└ Don’t know where you heard that, but it’s the opposite now. They have a strong culture of hospitality to guests.

└ It’s so intense an official memo was sent telling people to stop feeding census workers rofl

└ Why would they feed census takers?

└ The comment above just said so. They have a culture of hospitality.

└ Doesn’t every country have guest hospitality?

└ Sure, but since Setan was fundamentally built on a desert, that tendency is much stronger.

└ Originally everyone was nomads. When dark elves poured in en masse, they founded a nation.

└ So hospitality culture developed, and whoever comes visiting, they feed them first. Civil servants are no exception lol

└ Plus, if you refuse, they consider it an insult to their house and turn hostile.

└ Strangely hilarious lol

Title) One interesting fact

Dark elves originally had strong exclusivity.

There are several reasons, starting after humans built civilization and captured elves as slaves.

After that, elves also built civilization, and naturally many tribes merged into one.

Dark elves thought, "We share the same roots so it’ll be fine," but what was the result? Banishment ending lol

Because of this, their hatred for other races grew severe, effectively isolating them.

Normally they would have gone extinct, but somehow they drifted into the desert and met nomads there.

The nomads gave them lavish hospitality, and dark elves went, "Hey, this place is pretty liveable~" and settled down.

As time passed, they founded a nation, bonded with nomads, and their culture shifted.

└ How ironic. They united because of humans, but got banished by their own kind lol

└ And yet the ones they integrated with were humans, the world is truly strange.

└ So are humans the problem or elves the problem?

└ Honestly, aren’t elves the problem? Looking at what those bastards do, it’s truly hideous.

└ What about humans who hunted slaves?

└ That’s just fuckin’ humans being fuckin’ humans, yeah

└ I heard dark elves have a clear sense of gratitude and grudges.

└ Yep. So if you bestow a favor? You become rich in an instant rofl

└ On the flip side, if you become enemies, that dark elf will use any means necessary to crush you lol

Dark elf history was quite eventful among all races.

So much so that even their savagely fierce racial culture completely flipped.

Dark elves of the past had an image of being gloomy and dwelling in the shadows, but not anymore.

Fundamentally, there was a perception that they were rich, and surprisingly, they possessed a generous side.

Open-minded about sex? This statement was half right and half wrong.

Title) Why do dark elves

(Photo of a dark elf bundled up tightly in clothes)

wear clothes like this? Aren’t they hot?

└ Praise the Sun) It’s cold

└ lolllllllll

└ roflmao

└ Living in a desert and going outside, it must be cold indeed rofl

Unless in the distant past, most dark elf clothing covered a wide area.

In the desert, it was unavoidable to block the scorching sunlight, and when living abroad, it was because they felt cold.

Having lived under hot sunlight for long periods, they naturally felt the cold quite intensely.

However, calling them conservative based merely on clothing was ambiguous. People just mistook it as such.

Since dark elves had an overwhelmingly larger female population compared to other races, they advocated polygyny.

Furthermore, having founded a nation after living nomadic lives, there were peculiar aspects to it.

Title) Reason why dark elf sex ratio is wrecked

First. Men died in huge numbers trying to block slave hunters during slave raids.

Second. Men died in huge numbers during wandering nomadic life.

Lastly. Most dark elves are mixed, and mixed-bloods follow the mother’s side genetics. Meaning, males are rarely born.

That’s why the dark elf sex ratio is wrecked right now.

It’s only because they pair with humans that birth rates are decent; otherwise, they’d be endangered.

└ Then are elves the same? More females among half-bloods?

└ Yep. Up to the 2nd generation it is, and from the 3rd generation it splits half-and-half.

└ Note. Recently there are cases where unmarried elf women kidnap human men.

└ Isn’t that a crime?

└ The kidnapped human men themselves are satisfied, so reported instances are ridiculously low.

└ Plus, if he already has a companion, she releases him peacefully.

└ lolllllllll

└ What kind of... roflThis chapter was copied from n⁠ovelping.com without permission.

└ Dark elves at least cover it with polygyny, but elves strictly look only at their chosen companion;;

Elves of the same root also had a high female ratio, but dark elves were exceptionally severe.

This was also the reason they practiced polygyny.

Since men died in excessive numbers or weren’t born, it was implemented as a sort of social welfare.

Of course, outwardly it was enough to evoke feelings of ’jealousy’, but the reality differed.

Title) Jealous? lol

Sure. If my companion declared, "I only need to be your sole wife!" then there’s no issue.

But the moment your wife drags in her maternal maiden family or relatives, it becomes a headache.

Because unless you can persuade her out of it, you MUST take responsibility. So one guy ended up with 3 unwanted wives, and they’re all blood sisters rofl

At least living like a trophy husband is nice, but every night you’re gonna suffer.

└ So is it good or what?

└ lol

└ Don’t laugh and answer, I asked if it’s good!

└ If it were a choice maybe, but it’s an obligation, so it’s tough...

└ But still... you love them, right?

└ You can’t even take another wife without your current wife’s consent. The moment you do, your life is over rofl

└ To the point where a guy took one secretly, got beaten half-crippled, and people were like "it’s your fault" and buried him socially.

└ Quite strict. Looking at just polygyny I thought it was patriarchal male dominance.

└ A Prophet once said, "If you don’t like it, don’t do it," which became famous.

└ In the first place, saying "If you have the capability, you may do so" is so subtle lol

For dark elf men, marriage was not an option, but an obligation.

In truth, men protested against this too, asking where their human rights were thrown away.

However, due to the overwhelmingly deficient number of men, there was nothing to be done.

It was a crisis on a ’racial’ level, so they had no choice but to bite the bullet and consent.

Still, somehow Setan’s society functioned quite well. Above all, capital was overflowing.

Since money was plentiful, they were economically free, and thanks to their race’s innate strength, they lacked nothing in capability.

The institution of polygyny was actually closer to being formed out of prioritizing tight-knit bonds. While love was love, loyalty/comradeship was deemed even more important.

As such, Setan possessed a rather unique culture compared to other races.

"Extra! Extra!"

"The Rahman family purchased the dinosaur carcass!"

Setan was currently abuzz with talk related to the dinosaur carcass.

Usually Setan buzzed about veins of ore being found somewhere, transport supplies, and so on.

They were mostly engaged in mining and trade, but this time was a bit different.

Just because they were locals didn’t mean they didn’t play on that tool of irresponsible pleasure, the Gallery.

"Did dinosaurs really exist?"

"It’s the Forest of the Four Seasons. There must be all kinds of things."

"I heard there’s even Mithril growing wild in their backyard?"

"Really? The mine near my house has gold buried in it."

To the people of the desert nation Setan, the Forest of the Four Seasons was something beyond mystery.

A terrain where one could see trees near large rivers, but could rarely see actual forests.

There was an underlying perception asking: how dangerous could a forest even be?

"Still, it seems there are quite a few fascinating items?"

"Drop it. I heard that guy can’t be tempted with money."

"A person who hates money? That’s quite something."

"Probably because it’s a place where you can’t spend money."

The perception of Setan people toward Grylls was very simple.

A fish swimming hard inside a bowl. They were far more interested in other matters.

Like which family discovered a mana stone mine, found ancient ruins, or raised a strange beast.

Perhaps because it was a rich neighborhood, all sorts of weird events erupted frequently.

However, the moment they learned the source of the dinosaur carcass was Grylls, perceptions shifted bit by bit.

"If I invest in this person too, will something come out?"

"What are you going to invest?"

"Date palm seeds?"

However, this was also close to joking around, not serious.

Except for those who had been consistently investing from the start.

’If I knew this would happen, I should have struck first.’

Salman, patriarch of the prestigious Basim family, was one such case.

Black hair with a soft violet tint and bronzed skin accentuating healthy vitality.

A dark elf characterized by long ears poking out from a turban wrapped in pure white cloth.

"Dear. What are you looking at?"

"Let us look together."

Beside him, lovely dark elf women clung affectionately.

All of them were Salman’s wives and dependable supporters.

Salman showed the newspaper to his wives and spoke.

"It’s news about the dinosaur corpse posted by Grylls. Seems it’s gradually spreading."

"Ah. The person who gave us that mysterious Ambergris last time, right?"

"Thanks to him, we had a unique experience after a long time."

Salman’s wives knew full well who Grylls was. They enjoyed the Gallery too.

Naturally, they also knew Salman’s registered handle, but as mentioned earlier, they were bound by tight-knit bonds.

It meant Salman trusted them enough to comfortably reveal his Gallery handle.

"I should have struck first. When it comes to money, we have no shortage of it either."

"You should have told me. It was posted on the auction house, wasn’t it?"

"Did you not create a registered account?"

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Salman shrugged at his wife’s words. He didn’t mind much.

"Anyway, we also have dinosaur hide so it doesn’t matter. And... Naya?"

"Yes, Salman-nim."

A curt female voice sounded from in front of Salman.

At first nothing was visible, but before long, an outline slowly emerged.

Seureureuk-

It was a dark elf woman draped in the dinosaur hide Grylls had gifted.

Unlike the wives clinging to Salman’s side, she exuded the demeanor of a warrior.

"How is that Rahman fellow doing currently?"

"Just as Salman-nim predicted. Before long, he will prepare to claim the seat of Sultan."

"As expected. Whether he becomes Sultan or not matters little to us. However..."

Rahman was greedy. In a good sense or a bad sense.

Spending a huge sum to buy the dinosaur corpse was also to draw in scholars worldwide.

However, this greed wouldn’t end there. He would undoubtedly strive to contact Grylls.

Or failing that, he might personally assemble an expedition into the Forest of the Four Seasons. That would be troublesome.

Because that expedition would inevitably be led by the Basim Clan. Currently, his house was in a dark age.

It was due to the former patriarch’s business ventures failing completely. Salman had barely dragged it back up by its collar.

If an expedition was organized in this situation, they would cross the point of no return.

’That fellow Grylls is an anomaly when it comes to the Forest of the Four Seasons. It shouldn’t be taken lightly.’

Quite a few people were mistaking things while reading the Gallery.

Seeing Grylls adapt so well that he was practically ’living’ there, wouldn’t it actually be less dangerous than expected?

Thinking that as long as they prepared thoroughly for the inability to use mana, it would be safe.

All of them miscalculated. Living there and escaping were entirely separate matters.

Rather, they should focus on the fact that even Grylls couldn’t break out.

’Providing all kinds of support so Grylls can gather more info is the best move. And securing rare goods while at it.’

There was much obtained from Grylls. Each item was a artifact on par with a meteorite.

Ambergris went without saying, and the Mithril received earlier was the same.

It was getting time for him to gift something back, but nothing suitable came to mind.

’Things that can’t be resolved with money are the most headache-inducing.’

The Golden Shield given last time was actually one of the treasures of the Basim family.

From Salman’s perspective, he judged it useless and simply handed it over to Grylls.

Thanks to that, he earned Grylls’s favor and firmly cemented their connection.

’Should I give him some date palm seeds?’

As Salman was pondering that, he logged into the Gallery.

Ttirring!

"Hmm?"

"What is it?"

"Ah. Nothing. Just got a message from that fellow."

"From your close friend?"

At the word ’close friend’ uttered by his wife, Salman let out a smirk.

A close friend, yes—that was true. A literal close friend, unbound by any wealth or background.

Salman, Gallery handle Praise the Sun, checked what message Grylls had sent.

[Wild Grylls: Praise the Sun-nim. Are you there?]

[Praise the Sun: Yep, here. Why’d you call?]

[Wild Grylls: Nothing much, but do you have any interest in raising a dinosaur?]

[Praise the Sun: ???]

A question asking if he had any interest in raising a dinosaur.

At that question, Salman was beyond flustered and utterly dumbfounded.

What in the world was he trying to give this time to send a message like that? Just as he thought that—

[Wild Grylls: (Photo of a huge egg) It was in a dinosaur nest. Want one?]

[Praise the Sun: Where on earth did you find that again?]

[Wild Grylls: After resting a few days, I found it while roaming near the waypoint. Want one?]

[Praise the Sun: What about you?]

[Wild Grylls: (Photo of a pile of eggs) I scooped up a few more besides this. There were dinosaurs, but I killed them all.]

[Praise the Sun: ;;]

Salman thought:

This guy drops meteorites every chance he gets.

In fact, this isn’t a meteorite, but something comparable in size to an asteroid.

If that egg hatches and a baby dinosaur appears?

[Praise the Sun: Is there anything you need? Want some date palm seeds?]

[Wild Grylls: What’s that?]

[Praise the Sun: Similar to sugarcane, but sweeter.]

[Wild Grylls: Oh! I’ll gratefully take it.]

Irresistible. Salman immediately traded.

Soon, an egg comparable in size to an ostrich egg appeared right atop his knees.

"My goodness. What is this?"

"You brought another strange thing again."

To his wives’ questions, Salman shrugged and answered.

"By any chance, do you like pets?"

Some people raised tigers, but someone here was starting to raise a dinosaur.

’Even so, it’s better than that guy raising a dragon.’

Anyway, the weirdest guy of all was in the Forest of the Four Seasons.