I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 484

Based on the four seasons, July was the month when even the lingering spring chill receded, giving way to the sweltering heat of summer.

It was a month when full-scale farming for the year began, and as days grew longer, activity picked up everywhere.

And the same was true for the highest educational institutions of each nation—the academies or institutes.

One might ask if most educational institutions usually start in March, but a few were slightly different.

This world was populated not only by various human ethnicities but by entirely different races, so naturally, their cultures diverged to extreme ends.

When people were treated as foreigners just for speaking a different language, how much more chaotic would an academy be where countless talents gathered?

In particular, the academy of the Messiah Empire was renowned as the world’s premier educational institution.

Because of this, not only numerous ethnicities but also different races gathered there, making friction inevitable.

Rather than throwing them together blindly and risking conflicts, it was better to have an adjustment period.

Therefore, an adjustment period was granted for non-human races or students arriving from rural areas.

From September to December, they would undergo an adjustment and grace period, and then starting in March of the following year, they would begin full-fledged classes like other institutions.

"Woah..."

There was a young man who had just arrived at this pinnacle of education in the Messiah Empire, the Messiah Academy.

He was a boy with slightly tanned skin from countless days of farming and a simple, innocent countenance.

This was Roy, who had entered the academy under the patronage of Emperor Arnold.

’So this is the imperial capital...’

He gasped in awe as he looked around the capital of the Messiah Empire, visiting for the very first time in his life.

Even though it was clearly the same country, it felt like stepping into an entirely different world.

Dozens of carriages passed by—compared to the mere handful in his village—and the people’s attire looked anything but shabby.

On top of that, there were guards whose appearances couldn’t even be compared to the local vigilantes. He truly felt that he had come to the capital.

To express this feeling, and also to check on a few things while he was at it, he posted on the Gallery.

Title) Just arrived in the capital

Grow Tall and Strong

(Messiah Empire Capital Photo 1)

(Messiah Empire Capital Photo 2)

(Messiah Empire Guards Photo)

A country bumpkin just arrived in the capital. Everything is so different, it’s amazing.

Is there anyone who can tell me things to watch out for in the capital?

└ Welcome, country bumpkin lol

└ You gotta take off your shoes before getting into a carriage

└ Yep, that’s the most important thing

└ Grow Tall and Strong) Why? Is that etiquette or something?

└ Guess he doesn’t know ’cause he’s a country bumpkin lol

└ Be careful, you’ll get cursed at if you don’t do that.

└ The guys above are seriously evil lol, that’s a lie so don’t believe it

└ I got tricked by that too. Never believe it.

Take off your shoes before getting into a carriage. Reading this line, Roy tilted his head in confusion.

As a rule, you shouldn’t believe most of what people say on the Gallery.

Because it was a place overflowing with people who loved to prank others.

’Asking Grylls-ssi... wouldn’t do.’

He must be busy in his own right. Roy had no intention of bothering him.

He was already deeply indebted to him as it was. His grandfather, who had suffered from dementia, had miraculously made a full recovery.

If not for his grace, his grandfather would have slowly withered away, which would have been a deep wound to his father as well.

But now, he was hale and hearty enough to help out with the farming. Though because of that, his father was suffering in a whole different sense.

’When I told him I was heading to the Academy, he even clapped his hands with joy.’

Exclaiming that a genius heading to the capital had finally emerged from their family, demanding to know what his father had been doing all his life, and so forth.

Seeing his grandfather’s past quirky personality remain intact brought a chuckle to Roy’s lips. That was why he couldn’t afford to disappoint him.

Moreover, receiving patronage from high-ranking individuals—and even the Emperor himself—was no different from walking on thin ice.

’I can do this. I can’t return home like this.’

Roy lightly patted his cheeks and took a step forward.

Being the capital, people of various ethnicities and even non-human races could be seen occasionally, so nobody spared him a glance.

’Is that person from the north? He’s huge. That person is from the Demon Race. Oh! There’s a Dwarf at the forge!’

Roy, on the other hand, was completely absorbed in looking around at everything.This story is hosted at novelping . com.

Because of this, he caught the eyes of a few passersby, but quickly turned his head away.

Feeling a strange sense of embarrassment after that, Roy entered the academy grounds.

"Woah..."

The moment he arrived at the academy, his mouth gaped open again in awe.

He couldn’t help it; the buildings weren’t just huge, they were magnificent.

They stood out distinctly even compared to other structures, forcing an exclamation from his lips.

"Look, there’s a country bumpkin over there."

"Indeed. It’s always amusing to see that."

As Roy stood staring blankly at the academy for a while, students passed by his side. They spoke quietly, but their words reached Roy’s ears loud and clear.

Feeling unnecessarily embarrassed, Roy hurriedly headed inside the academy. Even if he didn’t want to show his greenness, he couldn’t help it.

Fortunately, since the academy accepted even non-human races, they treated Roy without discrimination.

He passed the procedures smoothly, and as soon as they learned he was a recommended student, they even gave him a subtle welcome.

Thanks to that, his meeting with his assigned professor went off without a hitch.

"So it’s you. The student under His Imperial Majesty’s patronage."

"Y-Yes! I am Roy!"

"I don’t care about your name. However, I will not tolerate anything that tarnishes His Imperial Majesty’s reputation."

And the moment Roy met his assigned professor, he realized that a path paved with hardship lay ahead of him.

Before he left, his father had told him that all kinds of jealousy and envy would follow him in the future.

Roy lacked experience, but he was far from stupid, so he understood the meaning behind those words.

"Unlike you, I climbed up from the absolute bottom. Regardless of the soil, I experimented with every single seed to see which ones grew tough and how they should be cultivated before reaching my conclusions."

"T-That’s incredible."

"Don’t flatter me insincerely. It will only make things uncomfortable for you."

Roy shut his mouth tight at the assigned professor’s stubborn reply.

It was prejudice; receiving the Emperor’s patronage seemed to have turned out to be a double-edged sword that poisoned his standing.

Though he had gotten off on the wrong foot, he couldn’t give up just because of that.

If he handled the adjustment period well and gradually turned the professor’s heart around, everything would be fine.

"First, since His Majesty chose you himself, I must test your abilities. Follow me."

At the assigned professor’s instruction, Roy hurriedly followed behind him.

He hadn’t even gone to his quarters yet, so his luggage was still unpacked. Even so, he followed.

The sole determination to steadfastly endure this place filled Roy’s head.

’There won’t be any easy days ahead, huh.’

Harboring such thoughts, he arrived at the professor’s laboratory.

As expected of Roy’s assigned professor, his field of study was also agronomy.

"The staple food of our empire is bread. And the ingredient for bread is wheat."

In the professor’s laboratory, numerous stalks of wheat were growing vigorously.

Roy had harvested wheat many times during his farming days, so he showed keen interest.

"Wheat isn’t particularly difficult to harvest. But that’s only when the conditions support it. Furthermore, soil fertility is not infinite."

"Hmm..."

"It is more realistic to change the crop than to change the soil."

"Um... Are these wheats from different regions by any chance?"

The moment the professor finished speaking, Roy asked quietly.

As if he hadn’t expected that question, the professor raised an eyebrow before answering.

"You have good eyes. Correct. I selected and cultivated wheat from each region."

"And the soil is different for each as well. In that case..."

Roy voiced an opinion based on his own experience.

Having conducted numerous crop selective breedings thanks to the soil from the Forest of the Four Seasons provided by Grylls earlier,

he had occasionally bought wheat seeds from other regions via the Gallery and conducted many experiments.

His experience born and raised in the countryside, combined with the data gathered through the soil of the Forest of the Four Seasons—

though he lacked formal education and thus was quite lacking in ’theory’, it was no issue.

"...Therefore, while this soil and wheat suit each other, I believe it is unsuitable for human consumption."

"Is that all?"

"Instead, it would be suitable for raising livestock. Humans don’t live on bread alone, after all. Horses in particular will eat it very well."

"..."

Having listened to the comprehensive conclusion, the assigned professor remarked casually,

"Would you have any interest in doing research under me?"Enjoying the story? Read on at novelping dot com.

It was a proposal delivered in a tone far softer than before.

For Roy, there truly wouldn’t be any easy days ahead in the real sense.

Title) Ah lol caught a big fish today lol

A grad student crawled in on his own. What kind of windfall is this lol

└ Hero-nim! There’s a slave trader here!

└ Slavery never vanished. It just changed its name....

└ Modern-day slavery system shiver shiver

And for someone else, only very comfortable days lay waiting ahead.

While one country was commencing full-scale activity as warmer weather approached, the same held true for a nation that stayed hot all year round.

Setan, famous as the land of the wealthy and the Dark Elves. Currently, Setan was in a state of political turmoil.

The recent incident involving the Ghost Ship battle. Fortunately, the Ghost Ship had sunk, but the aftermath was the real issue.

It was because of the house that had launched a preemptive strike against the Ghost Ship, which didn’t even need to be provoked.

"How is the Rahman family? Still in chaos?"

"Yes. With the double ledgers we leaked earlier exposed, they’re likely under even greater pressure."

Salman wore a triumphant smile upon hearing his wife’s words.

The Rahman family was the very house that had purchased the dinosaur carcass at the Gallery’s auction house.

With that single achievement, their stature had soared even higher, drawing immense attention from all over the world.

So much so that scholars, who were already scarce, flocked in droves just to get a glimpse of the dinosaur carcass.

Among them were renowned scholars, but the problem lay in what came after. The Rahman family had grown greedy.

"Why did they have to poke the Ghost Ship when staying quiet would have been enough?"

"Truly foolish. Acting as if he were already the Sultan himself."

It was also the Rahman family’s doing to provoke the Ghost Ship. This was a severe issue.

Even the supreme leader of Setan, the Sultan himself, had issued an official decree ordering not to touch the Ghost Ship.

Yet Rahman, intoxicated by his elevated prestige, disobeyed orders and carried out a preemptive strike.

In the aftermath, numerous casualties were incurred, and material losses were extraordinarily severe.

To make matters worse, the Queen of Alfheim had established peace by striking a secret pact with the Ghost Ship.

For the Dark Elves, who historically harbored rivalry and hostility toward the Elves, this was difficult to tolerate.

"With this, the Rahman family is finished as candidates for Sultan. The remaining houses are..."

"The Deshan family, the Bakhto family, and the Arab family, but none of that matters right now. The Rahman family will likely still hold the upper hand."

"Tsk. A single dinosaur carcass must carry massive weight."

Salman clicked his tongue at his wife’s advice not to indulge in wishful thinking.

In the end, becoming the Sultan was a distant dream unless one built an achievement comparable to that of the Rahman family.

Furthermore, since his own house had fallen into decline and barely scraped its way back up, there was no suitable breakthrough.

’It’s not as if there’s no way at all, but...’

The dinosaur egg he had obtained with Grylls’s help was showing signs that it would hatch soon.

If it were up to his desire, he wanted to use this to gain a prestige on par with the Rahman family.

’The problem is that the attention would go beyond excessive to a dangerous degree.’

Starting from where this egg came from, he could be plagued by all sorts of assassination threats.

Furthermore, while he had an interest in the position of Sultan, he had no intention of letting greed overtake him.

’Even so, it’s not something I can keep hidden away forever.’

It was a secret bound to be discovered eventually. In that case, it was better to expose it cleanly.

The gains outweighed the losses. It was at the moment Salman made his decision—

Ttuduk!

"Huh?"

"Uh?"

"Oh my?"

A large crack appeared on the egg, which had previously only shown signs of quickening inside.

A crack formed right at the top. The crack, which split like a spiderweb, slowly began to widen.

Ttududuk! Kwajik!

Soon after, a head popped out from the egg.

It was a lizard-like face, but the piece of eggshell resting atop its head added to its cuteness.

"Kki-ing! Kki-ing! Kking!"

The baby dinosaur, unable to even open its eyes yet, burst into a whimper.