I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 327

Praise the Sun, Salman had engaged in almost no external activities recently.

Currently, Setan was focusing its attention on the dinosaur carcass won at auction by the Rahman family.

Even as renowned scholars from all over the world gathered one after another, he didn’t stop recruiting scholars that Setan had lacked.

In this situation, the only thing Salman could do was flatter others appropriately.

’Well, I’m diligently gathering information, but....’

He intended to stay quiet until an opportunity presented itself.

However, he learned that the Cheonjam Merchant Guild had provided a ’sponsorship’ to Grylls.

For now, only fixed-handles on the Gallery were buzzing about it, but this would undoubtedly trigger a storm.

One piece of evidence for this was the state of the Gallery.

Asking where the Cheonjam Merchant Guild was located, saying they had to go find it quickly, and so forth.

Signs of commotion were already visible. For a small-to-medium merchant guild, enduring such spotlight would be tough.

’I understand being desperate, but they drank from a poisoned chalice.’

Requesting sponsorship from Grylls because they were confident in their performance and technology?

From the guild’s perspective, it could be called a truly excellent choice.

However, the issue was that the target was Grylls, who resided in the Forest of the Four Seasons.

The Cheonjam Merchant Guild was completely ignorant of what forming a connection with him entailed.

’In the past, people even held a shoe crafting competition just to establish a single line of contact.’

Obtaining just the mithril behind Grylls’s cave—or rather, behind his house now—would make anyone rich.

No, beyond being rich, even a nation-state would handle him with utmost care.

So far, the only people who had received mithril handed down to them were Passing Dwarf and Praise the Sun, Salman.

Even Salman had only received a tiny amount of mithril to craft a ring.

’Yet even an amount this small is something ordinary families couldn’t dream of.’

Salman gazed at the mithril ring worn on his finger.

It was a tiny quantity, but its value was high enough that one would have to invest a huge portion of a family’s fortune to obtain it.

Because mithril was just that rare of a mineral and harbored powerful properties.

Yet Grylls was someone who could craft such mithril in units of ’ingots.’

As someone put it, he was capable of wrecking the global economy itself.

’The Icon Merchant Guild bumped into it by sheer dumb luck, but the Cheonjam Merchant Guild is different.’

The Icon Merchant Guild, currently distributing the legendary invention: the insect repellent.

Originally, Grylls simply used it because it had great reviews, but it remarkably worked even in the Forest of the Four Seasons.

Through that single fact, the Icon Merchant Guild was reborn into a guild watched by the whole world.

However, what was even more important was the connection to Grylls.

According to rumors, the Icon Merchant Guild was currently trying incessantly to avoid getting dragged into politics.

Furthermore, since it was known that the Icon Merchant Guild steadily sponsored Grylls with insect repellent,

the Cheonjam Merchant Guild, being smaller in scale, might get torn apart, unable to withstand the encroaching tsunami.

’That must not happen.’

It was a guild offering great help to Grylls for once, and he was technologically intrigued.

Since he was already exchanging messages with Grylls anyway, the concept of a connection held no special extra meaning for him.

He simply thought he ought to prevent indirect harm from reaching Grylls.

Of course, helping too blatantly might expose his fixed-handle identity.

"Jenny."

"Yes, darling."

Thus, Salman called out to one of his wives—specifically Jenny, who managed his financial assets.

She exuded an intellectual image, but snuggled in Salman’s arms, she was unmistakably a woman head-over-heels in love.

"Did you happen to see the Gallery? The Cheonjam Merchant Guild in the Iris Kingdom."

"Yes. You mean the merchant guild that just helped your dear friend?"

"Acquire that merchant guild if possible. Quite a few prominent families will likely swarm them."

Right now, countless calls were probably pouring into the Cheonjam Merchant Guild.

The Iris Kingdom in particular would bring pressure to bear by any means necessary.

No matter how powerful Setan was—or rather, his noble house—physical distance couldn’t be easily overcome.

’For now, I should inform Grylls of this news too.’

Salman waved off Jenny as she left to work and logged into the Gallery.

Currently, Grylls had ended his stream. It seemed to be because evening was approaching.

Since he said he was going exploring starting tomorrow, things wouldn’t be boring for a while.

[Praise the Sun: Hey friend. Are you eating dinner by any chance?]

[Wild Grylls: No. I’m eating right now because Cheongseol is being picky about her side dishes.]

[Praise the Sun: Ah. Then I’ll call you later.]

[Wild Grylls: It’s fine. I’m used to eating while watching something. So what’s up?]

Salman had no complex reason for contacting Grylls.

He just wanted to warn him that the Cheonjam Merchant Guild, which offered him huge help, would go through quite a storm.

It was to give him a head-up.

[Wild Grylls: I know that too. But how could I pass on clothes with such amazing performance?]

[Praise the Sun: That’s true. I’m thinking of requesting a few suits myself.]

Perhaps due to past events, Grylls seemed to have predicted it as well.

However, the clothing’s performance was so outstanding that he could hardly bring himself to refuse.

For now, he could only hope the Cheonjam Merchant Guild would pull through.New chapters come out on novelpin​g.com first.

[Praise the Sun: It might not just be a passing storm. In the worst case, I foresee the guild itself getting torn to shreds.]

[Wild Grylls: Is it really that serious?]

[Praise the Sun: Do you know how much money Chaeyu made while you walked around wearing his jersey?]

[Wild Grylls: How much did he make?]

[Praise the Sun: Sales jumped by over 50%, my friend.]

It was a famous story.

The story of how Grylls preserved his life thanks to the jersey during the Saber-toothed Tiger incident.

Thanks to its signature defense, he averted the worst-case scenario, which caused purchase rates among adventurers to skyrocket to the heavens.

Furthermore, because Chaeyu executed marketing brilliantly on his end, he pulled in astronomical profits.

’Sales figures haven’t been publicly announced yet, so people don’t know.’

Salman was different. One of the noble houses close to him happened to be a major shareholder of Chaeyu.

Thanks to that, he was able to grasp how sharply sales surged. It meant the advertising effect was that terrifying.

However, Chaeyu was massive in scale and a publicly traded enterprise. He had never even contacted Grylls first.

On the other hand, the Cheonjam Merchant Guild was different. Being a private entity, it was ripe to be ripped apart.

[Praise the Sun: So, could you do me a favor and ask those guys something?]

[Wild Grylls: What favor?]

[Praise the Sun: I’m going to acquire that merchant guild soon, so tell them that when the Basim family contacts them, they should definitely accept.]

[Wild Grylls: The Basim family? Is that Praise the Sun-nim’s family?]

[Praise the Sun: That’s right. I’ll protect them.]

This way, he could acquire a merchant guild with a promising future and help Grylls at the same time.

Wasn’t the external justification—namely, the connection to Grylls—the most important part?

That was also true. In a sense, it was the single biggest objective.

’There will be no small amount of pushback.’

Particularly from the Rahman family, whose prestige was currently on the rise.

If he obtained mithril under these circumstances? A full-fledged family war would break out.

’Just what I hoped for.’

He had already identified Rahman’s weaknesses with the help of Naya—his wife.

Here too, the dinosaur hide gifted by Grylls played a major role.

Not only did it provide immense help with infiltration, but he also gained personal satisfaction.

[Wild Grylls: You really were rich.]

[Praise the Sun: Jealous?]

[Wild Grylls: If I were outside instead of this damned place, I’d be insanely jealous.]

"Heh heh."

Salman chuckled. To Grylls, wealth meant absolutely nothing.

That was precisely what made it all the more amusing. In Setan, where everything revolved around money, it was an exceedingly rare sentiment.

Salman conversed a bit more with Grylls before quietly logging out of the Gallery.

Holding onto someone while they were eating wasn’t polite, and it seemed he would have a lot of work to do moving forward.

’Come to think of it, I heard the Holy Kingdom was suffering a headache due to the Wild Hunt phenomenon....’

By now, the Paladin order must have reached the Balkan Kingdom. The Hero would be there too.

They were probably having a headache spraying holy water and dealing with swarms of invading undead.

Now was about time to raise his family’s prestige, so making a small ’donation’ wouldn’t be a bad idea.

’Staying still is getting boring anyway.’

The sleeping giant was gradually beginning to stir.

"Ah! Darling! I think the egg moved!"

"I-Is that true?!"

"Yes! Won’t it hatch soon?"

"Ooh...!"

Though at the end of the day, he was just a guy who loved dinosaurs.

The Wild Hunt phenomenon that had erupted in the Forest of the Four Seasons.

The swarms of wraiths pouring relentlessly from the Wild Hunt headed toward the Land of Death, the Balkan Kingdom.

Once a peaceful kingdom, it became a place filled only with death due to the wrath of the Undying King, Kazan.

Because most of the Balkan Kingdom’s populace turned into undead, the aftermath was still far from completely resolved even today.

With the Wild Hunt erupting on top of that situation, it couldn’t help but cause massive headaches.

Title) You say you have a headache?

(Video 1 of ceaselessly swarming undead)

(Video 2 of ceaselessly swarming undead)

(Video 3 of ceaselessly swarming undead)

It’s not just my head hurting, my whole body hurts....

└ Yo;;; Just looking at it, it looks fucking serious?

└ Why are they swarming like that? Is that really the Balkan Kingdom?

└ To be exact, it’s near the border. That happens because wraiths inhabit the corpses.

└ Undead basically harbor hostility toward living creatures, so....

Title) If not for the Hero

the border would’ve been wiped out long ago.Read the latest chapters at novelping . com.

It’s lucky the Hero is pulling off a desperate solo show right now; the fact that there are no fatalities and only injuries is a miracle lol

└ Didn’t they say the Hero makes a shit-ton of holy water too?

└ Yeah, heard the same.

└ The problem is there are a crazy number of corpses in the Balkan Kingdom’s capital....

It wasn’t merely a matter of a headache.

It was virtually equivalent to a national emergency—practically quasi-war footing.

The Balkan Kingdom, whose entire nation had been a field of undead, was experiencing a relapse of that nightmare.

Fortunately, the Hero, Asella, had thoroughly prepared, allowing them to mitigate damage.

’However, the Hero is human after all. She won’t be able to handle all the corpses in the Balkan Kingdom.’

Kadir stroked his beard as he closely observed the situation.

As one who defeated the Undying King alongside the previous Hero, he knew firsthand how terrifying an undead army could be.

The terrifying thing about an undead army was its overwhelming numbers crashing in like a tsunami.

No matter how many you killed, they kept coming endlessly; unless the root cause was eliminated, it was an infinite loop.

’Yet unlike before, there will be an end this time.’

The root of this incident was the Wild Hunt.

Countless wraiths seeped into corpses to raise an army.

If they could be exorcised with holy power or holy water, the end would eventually be in sight.

The problem was that nobody knew when that end would be.

Although they were tenaciously holding out at the border, they were already reaching their limit.

"What do you think?"

[It is merely a laughable trick.]

Thus, Kadir asked Kazan directly.

Since Kazan could also access the Gallery, he had already grasped the current situation.

He snorted, dismissing the Wild Hunt phenomenon lightly.

[My capability can effortlessly suppress the will of such mere wraiths.]

"Look at the grand Necromancer speaking."

[And indeed it was so.]

Kadir could not refute him.

Among all existing mages, there was no mage superior to Kadir.

However, that did not apply to necromancy. Even as a being deprived of a physical body, the Undying Emperor Kazan’s necromancy was at the pinnacle.

Though he was currently being locked inside a refrigerator day in and day out, he was once a monster who had nearly brought nations to ruin.

"Then can you resolve that phenomenon?"

[If only you take me there. Though I did not expect you of all people to say such a thing.]

"Because I happen to like the current Hero."

Kadir shared deep ties with the Holy Kingdom.

The previous Hero was his irremediable best friend, and the Undying King had been his worst nemesis.

Though he was currently enjoying his golden years comfortably at the Magic Tower, those ties were never truly severed.

’As luck would have it, the Ducal Lady has also temporarily returned.’

Selena and Ash had returned due to personal matters.

Although research was ongoing steadily, there was no helping the boredom.

Kadir deliberated for a moment before rising from his seat.

"Sitting quietly like this doesn’t suit my nature either."

[Do you intend to go yourself?]

"I must. While I’m at it, I can verify your abilities as well."

It was better to resolve the Wild Hunt quickly.

Because left unchecked, a crisis no less catastrophic than the Undying King’s reign might erupt.

Kadir finished simple preparations and placed the Undying King, Kazan, on top of his palm.

And....

Thwack!

He jabbed him onto a long wooden club.

It ended up resembling a staff manipulated by a shaman.

"Here. This is your new body."

[Just kill me.]

"Later."

Snap!

Kadir refuted briefly and snapped his fingers.

The moment he snapped his fingers, their figures vanished without a trace.

Meanwhile, at that very hour, Grylls....

"Got it? You must never pull this out. If you pull it out, all sorts of monsters will swarm in."

"Master. They swarm in because of master."

"Ah. That’s right."

...had finished preparing for a long-distance exploration.