I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 368

The custom-crafted Mythricon gauntlet made by Grylls caused no small splash.

One might ask if the overflowing Mithril and Orichalcum were getting boring by now, but absolutely not.

As mentioned repeatedly, those two minerals were famous for being difficult for even the Emperor to obtain.

Even if someone managed to get them, it was only a minuscule amount, to the extent that crafting an entire item solid out of them was unthinkable even in dreams.

Title) How much is that thing?

(Picture of the Mythricon gauntlet)

How much do you estimate the one Grylls made is worth?

ㄴCan you even put a price tag on it?

ㄴI don’t think even a Duke could buy it if he liquidated his entire estate lolll

ㄴBreaking off just a piece of that would make you filthy rich;;

ㄴCouldn’t the rich people of Setan buy it?

ㄴPraise the Sun: Even if they sold off all their family assets, it’d be tough, wouldn’t it?

Title) Surprisingly, it might be cheap.

Aside from everything else, the color is way too dull.

Orichalcum is pitch black and Mithril is greenish, so why is that thing grey?

Even if performance is great, if the design sucks, the price is bound to drop.

ㄴDesign my ass, can you even get your hands on one though?

ㄴStop lowballing it;;

ㄴIt is a bit dull, but its performance is so overwhelming that;;

ㄴOriginally, the uglier the design, the better the performance.

ㄴSlap a coat of paint on it and nobody will ever know lololol

Grylls accomplished it. Not with a sword, but with a gauntlet of all things.

While swords were easy to make, gauntlets were crafted by plating over gloves.

These were minerals where even the dust shaved off during mold-making was a waste.

Since he crafted it without even caring about such things, its value was bound to be astronomical.

Crucially, the fact that it was a glove, that is, a gauntlet rather than a sword, drew immense interest.

While a sword had limited usage, a gauntlet did not. It could be used in versatile ways.

"I want to have one as well."

And this was no different for the Mage King, Kadir.

Although he could effectively do nothing but lurk due to being banned.

Through his alt account—that is, the Undead King—he left comments or sent messages.

He did everything within his power, but the frustration was undeniable.

’Unlike its dull color, it seems to shine when spell activation occurs....’

Kadir habitually stroked his beard while observing the video.

It was the video where the tree was uprooted the moment Lackey manifested magic.

When the spell activated, the gauntlet glowed for an extremely fleeting instant.

However, because it was such a faint light, even Kadir couldn’t check the details clearly.

’Weapons containing Mithril are famous for glowing when mana is injected. So that’s why.’

In truth, it should normally glow beautifully as if containing a green galaxy rather than mere light.

However, the Mythricon gauntlet was not crafted solid, but rather as pieces layered over a glove.

Even if it lacked nothing in performance, shining like a solid Mythricon sword was difficult.

That was why Grylls had been able to post it as a video.

’It should be viewed as amplifying all forces linked to mana.’

Kadir grasped the power of Mythricon through just that brief video.

Of course, this was something that could easily be deduced with a little thought.

Rather than that, what astonished Kadir was none other than its versatility.

’No matter how adept a gorilla might be in using mana, channeling it into a tool is difficult.’

The reason humanity could defeat countless monsters and build civilization.

It was because humanity could easily channel mana into various tools, whereas monsters or beasts could not.

Had that been possible, every monster or beast in the world would have used mana.

Lackey was also closer to a martial artist boosting his own physical abilities; channeling mana into tools was a separate matter.

’Of course, I must account for this gorilla possessing exceptionally high intelligence. It would be nice if there were another sample, though....’

Kadir shook his head mid-thought.

Although he coveted Mythricon, he had to stop being overly greedy.

Otherwise, Asella might ban him again. He was effectively shackled.

A shackle dictating that any trade of things threatening the world would be stopped immediately.

’Dangerous trades are better done through Kazan.’

In truth, engraving was something Kadir possessed more than enough skill to perform.

However, credibility was an issue. Doing it under the name of Allfather rather than Necromancy is Love was far better.

Above all, the ’compensation’ he could obtain from Grylls would have been ridiculously insufficient.

If it were Allfather, he could obtain various byproducts under the pretext of research purposes.

However, Necromancy is Love would get absurdly lesser amounts, or Grylls might substitute it with something else entirely.

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Kadir voiced his regret.

No matter if he was the Mage King, he could not overcome boredom.

It would be great if he could at least proceed with research, but Selena had not arrived yet.

Knock, knock, knock—

[Kadir-nim. Count Menethil and Ducal Lady Mercedes have revisited.]

"Oh!"

Speak of the devil, as they say.

Kadir beamed with delight at the news of Selena’s revisit.

He had nothing particular to do and was bored, so the timing was perfect.

"Come in."

Screeech—

Once Kadir granted permission, he faced now-familiar faces. Beauties with distinct charms.

Sword Master Ash and the young lady of House Mercedes, Selena.

"Hello, Kadir-nim. We have returned."

"Greetings."

"Ho-ho. Strangely, it feels like it’s been a long time since we last met."

Kadir exchanged formal greetings with the two.

Ash aside, Selena had built a close relationship with him through joint research.

Although her absence had grown long due to events in El Dorado—no, the nation now called Avalon—it was now resumed.

"I apologize for being unable to get in touch with you due to being busy lately."

"Not at all. You went to assist the Holy Kingdom, Kadir-nim. If anything, I am sorry I couldn’t offer support from my end."

They apologized where apologies were due and cleared any lingering awkwardness.

Rather than jumping straight into research, Kadir spoke about recent events.

The endless swarms of undead pouring out during the Wild Hunt phenomenon. The Hero, Asella, who subdued them all.

Finally, the missile that dropped on the capital of the Balkan Kingdom. However, he did not explain the missile in detail.

He felt no reason to bring it up, and it would only add unnecessary confusion.

"Come to think of it, what about that Meteor that obliterated the Balkan Kingdom’s capital?"

"Yes."

"Was that really dropped by the Hero or Kadir-nim?"

However, Selena was no pushover either. She voiced the doubt she held.

Although she was already half-certain that the owner who dropped that Meteor was Grylls, she wanted to hear Kadir’s opinion.

"It is a power held not by me, but by the Hero. Similar to the descent of Cain-nim last time."

"So it really was."

"You sound as if you had anticipated it to some extent."

"Yes. There were more than a few suspicious points. Above all, it might be helpful for our research."

"Hmm."

Kadir stroked his beard at the mention of helping their research.

Did she say that with Grylls in mind, or was she merely talking about the general principle?

Whatever it was, nothing good would come from prying relentlessly.

’The moment I make a slip of the tongue, I’ll just end up handing over information to this young lady.’

There was something he had realized by now: Selena was abnormally intelligent.

Both in the joint research and her keen eye for reading global affairs, she was extraordinary.

’Even before her illness, her intelligence was said to stand out remarkably.’

He had acquired a considerable amount of information on Selena. However, nothing particularly stood out.

Because Selena had spent such a long time bedridden, it couldn’t be helped.

Remain wary, yet treat her amicably. That was Kadir’s judgment regarding Selena.

"So, do you plan to resume the research as of today?"

"Yes. There are aspects I reinforced while staying at the mansion. I would like you to review them."

"If it is something reinforced by you, Ducal Lady, there should be no problem. I am merely offering advice, for it is you who leads this research."

"Without Kadir-nim’s help, I wouldn’t have come this far."

They exchanged compliments to deepen their intimacy.

Afterward, they reviewed or supplemented the ongoing research, continuing as usual.

"Ahem. Kadir-nim?"

"Yes. Please speak."

However, Ash did not remain silent either.

She cautiously opened her mouth.

Directly locking eyes with Kadir, she then glanced slightly toward her sword.

"It’s nothing else, but there is something I would like to ask of you."

"A favor from the illustrious Sword Master. I feel uneasy already."

"It’s nothing major. I merely wish to ask for an appraisal."

"An appraisal?"

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In the meantime, Ash drew out the scabbard hanging at her waist.

Seureureung—

Ash unsheathed the sword held in the scabbard. Overall, a sword of dull grey was revealed.

It radiated no light whatsoever, almost matte, yet a sharp presence clung to it.

"This is..."

Shhhhh!

It was before Kadir could even say a word.

When Ash funneled mana into the sword, a green galaxy unfolded before their eyes.

At the sight so beautiful just to look at, even Kadir had no choice but to open his mouth in awe.

A sword that was undeniably dull beyond belief had transformed into the most beautiful sword in the world.

"I don’t know if you are aware, but there was a horde of orcs causing a rampage in the Cantata region. This is a weapon obtained from the chief of those orcs."

"Ah. If it’s the Cantata region..."

Kadir had also heard of it well. There was no way he wouldn’t know.

It was when Ash had suddenly vanished. Afterward, she appeared in the Cantata region and obtained a relic.

"Numerous appraisers checked it, but they said they couldn’t identify its true identity. They only presumed it to be a relic, and added that it was quite unnatural."

"Unnatural?"

"Yes. It is definitely a relic-grade weapon without a doubt, yet it is clean as if it was crafted recently."

"Hmm."

Upon hearing those words, Kadir stared at the sword placed on the table.

In truth, despite its dull appearance, it was immaculate, as though crafted recently.

If it were truly a relic, no matter how well-preserved, traces of time should be visible here and there.

Since this sword showed no such signs, it could indeed be described as unnatural.

"Are you asking me to appraise this sword?"

"Yes. If it is Kadir-nim and no one else, you will be able to figure it out."

"Ho-ho. Wouldn’t it be better to ask a Dwarf blacksmith rather than me?"

It wasn’t false modesty, but his honest opinion. Having vast knowledge was different from a practitioner’s perspective.

However, Ash shook her head repeatedly in refusal.

"It’s not that I didn’t think of that, but the only answer I got back from everyone was that they didn’t know."

"Is that so?"

"Yes."

"Seeing you speak to such an extent, it implies that this sword is quite dangerous."

"Precisely."

For even Ash, a master of the sword, to evaluate it as dangerous stirred Kadir’s curiosity.

Had it fallen into hands other than Ash’s, wouldn’t it have gained fame as a demonic sword?

’More than a few would have been bewitched by the sword’s performance.’

It was a stroke of fortune that it landed in Ash’s hands instead.

Kadir stroked the blade’s flat surface and slowly began to inspect it.

Performance-wise, it was indeed a relic-grade sword, but the crafting itself was done recently.

’...Huh?’

While examining the sword, Kadir suddenly noticed something strange.

It wasn’t the dull-colored blade, but the hilt side.

’Isn’t this the scabbard crafting method popular among Dwarves 100 years ago? Moreover, it was cast in a mold!’

In an instant, he realized what issue lay with the sword’s hilt.

At that time, in the Forest of Four Seasons.

Pwaaaaang!!

A loud, booming sound echoed at Grylls’s shelter.

No. To be precise, above Grylls’s shelter—that is, in the sky.

"Whoa."

Grylls appraised the monster floating in the sky that resembled an ’octopus’.

’Is it because it’s a forest that loves evolution? There seem to be many creatures looking like species related to that.’

Seriously, it looked ugly enough to carry the entire population count of an ugly species on its back.

What did this mean?

"Master."

"Speak."

"That thing is seriously damn ugly."

It meant it was genuinely ugly.

Pwaaaaang!!

As if it somehow heard that, it slowly approached us while emitting a roaring horn sound.

On its tentacles that stretched out long, weird things were attached densely like barnacles.

"Hey. It got angry because you insulted it."

"Should I apologize now?"

"Forget it."

It was already too late.