I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 515

Starlight Lady, Selena, had recently halted her summoning magic.

In her heart, she wanted to summon all sorts of things, but she put it on hold for a while because of the Colossus Grylls had shown.

If she made a mistake and summoned another Colossus or a comparable entity, it would lead to immense chaos.

What was more, the site of her experiments wasn’t the Messiah Empire, but the Holy Kingdom of Avalon. The moment any damage was caused, Selena’s side would be liable for compensation.

Of course, one might question whether there was really any problem since Ash and Kadir were present as safeguards.

Furthermore, now that Asella had granted permission, one could argue that even if a problem arose, it should be fine.

’The fact that a problem arose means things have genuinely gone disastrously wrong.’

A Sword Master, a King of Magic, plus the Hero.

If a problem still occurred despite these three joining forces to resolve it?

That wouldn’t be a simple mishap, but a crisis tantamount to a national catastrophe.

In the end, Avalon would inevitably suffer, resulting in immense loss of life and property.

No matter how much Asella had granted permission, Selena’s group would inevitably be held accountable.

Should this happen, the news would spread far and wide to her home nation, making it highly likely she would be branded a traitor of high treason.

’As long as it isn’t a case like the Colossus, it should be fine, but...’

The problem was that on the off chance, such a case could pop up.

Indeed, last time, a ’fighter jet’ had appeared, causing no small amount of chaos.

Since something even more troublesome could emerge, she exercised far greater caution.

"Is there any way to check before it gets summoned?"

"It seems we can apply a mirror, or more accurately, the principle of projection."

"Projection... Are you referring to video calling? The new technology recently invented by Mephisto?"

"You are well-informed. That, too, is magic utilizing mirror projection. Through this, we can see what is being summoned..."

Thanks to the two geniuses putting their heads together, progress was made faster than expected.

Once they could know in advance what was being summoned, they could summon boldly.

Because as long as they rejected gigantic cases like the Colossus, everything else would be fine.

"First, if we use this principle..."

"The mirror first..."

Excluding their break times, Selena and Kadir were completely immersed in summoning magic.

Kadir had also set aside his ongoing fighter jet research for the moment.

Thus, after achieving a certain degree of progress, they decided to take a whole day off.

Brainwork naturally consumed immense energy. The two of them needed rest.

"Are things going well lately?"

Rest becomes even more comfortable when spent with someone familiar. Selena turned her head.

Ash, who was similarly taking a break, caught her eye. She was wearing quite comfortable clothes.

"Yes. Thanks to Kadir-nim’s help, we’re making progress. A little more effort should do it."

"Really? That’s a relief. I hope you complete it soon."

"Why?"

"Because staying here makes me feel like I’m just freeloading and eating up food."

Selena let out a small chuckle at Ash’s response.

Despite her words, Ash was currently imparting instruction to the paladins of Avalon.

Being teachings directly from a Sword Master, the paladins’ military strength was undoubtedly rising day by day.

If news of this reached the higher-ups—specifically Crown Prince Arnold—it would cause a problem, but...

’It’s Ash-eonni, so it should be fine.’

She was none other than Ash. Her authority was such that even the emperor had to walk on eggshells around her.

He might lodge a protest asking what she was doing, but it would end strictly there. He couldn’t take any action beyond that.

Of course, since Ash had a family background as well, she must have had her own thoughts on the matter.

Seuk—

"By the way, eonni. You mentioned recently that you opened your eyes to a new path thanks to that person."

"Yeah, that’s right."

"Is it really not a case of putting the cart before the horse, but that what he did was actually the original form?"

Selena had also heard what realm Ash had reached. She heard it directly from Ash herself.

Yet even hearing it, it was hard to easily believe. That Grylls’s method, which seemed closer to a trick, was actually true Unity of Self and Object.

It wouldn’t be surprising if it was just a case of a blind squirrel finding a nut, or putting the cart before the horse.

"At least that’s my guess. Though I still need to examine it further."

"Hrumph."

Selena didn’t ask further. She was a complete layman when it came to martial arts.

Genius as she was, she couldn’t pretend to know what she didn’t.

’Maybe he really is a Herald of God?’

Thinking so, Selena quietly accessed the Gallery.

Since she planned to rest all day today, she was also curious about Grylls’s recent situation.

Right around the time Ash stood up to head back to her room...

"Huh?"

"What’s wrong?"

Selena showed a flustered reaction. Seeing this, Ash asked in a puzzled voice.

Instead of answering, Selena pointed into midair. A gesture telling her to check the Gallery.

Since they were already close enough to share roughly all their secrets, this much was natural.

Thus, Ash naturally accessed the Gallery as well. Uncharacteristically, Grylls had turned on a live video stream.

"Huh?"

And as soon as she opened the live stream, she reacted with surprise.

Naturally so, for right in front of Grylls stood the gorilla chief and the Blood Cult remnant, Gu-chil.

Nor was it just the two of them. The entire gorilla pack had gathered as if ready to plunge into battle at any moment.

At a glance, the atmosphere was far from friendly. They looked ready to fight immediately.

"The gorilla pack... could they have come to fight?"

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Even someone without a bone of intuition would realize it. Those gorillas had come to battle.

Having consistently observed Grylls until now, they knew who the gorilla chief was.

He was the first gorilla to speak human language even before Lackey, and the true successor of the Blood Demon.

Furthermore, he was the very culprit who had broken Grylls’s arm and taught him just how utterly insane the Forest of the Four Seasons was.

At that time, the gorilla chief was an entity akin to an unscalable wall, someone Grylls couldn’t beat no matter what he did.

Even whether Bbareumbo could win against the gorilla chief was an unknown, let alone Grylls.

[So why did you come here?]

[We came to negotiate.]

From Grylls’s perspective, it was Gu-chil who opened his mouth first, not the gorilla chief, Wiheuk.

Selena and Ash stared intently at this while exchanging their respective thoughts.

"Could it be that they came to declare war, not to negotiate?"

"It’s not even a declaration of war. They came to launch a ambush attack."

Having served in the military, Ash immediately realized what total bullcrap that word ’negotiation’ was.

That so-called negotiation was negotiation in name only; they were definitely going to shove absurd conditions in his face.

In the end, negotiations would break down and battle would naturally follow. It was as predictable as could be.

"Then... what do you think, Ash-eonni? Do you think Grylls-ssi can defeat the gorilla chief?"

As mentioned earlier, Selena was clueless about martial arts. She had a surface understanding, but she was no expert like Ash.

What was more, Ash was one of the strongest martial artists in the world, wasn’t she? In pure skill, she surpassed even Asella.

Furthermore, her martial insight was extraordinary, which had enabled her to grasp Grylls’s Unity of Self and Object as well.

"I can’t be sure. I haven’t seen the gorilla’s true capability. But it’s certain he’s reached at least the Master-level realm."

"What about Grylls-ssi?"

"Grylls-ssi is similar. But the difference in technique will be severe."

Rather than Grylls, Ash thoroughly analyzed Wiheuk. First off, Wiheuk was a gorilla.

What this meant was that due to anatomical structure, it was difficult to graft human martial arts onto him.

But if it was the martial arts of the Blood Demon, Wi Ho-chang, the story was different.

"Wi Ho-chang’s martial arts are specialized in Palm Strikes rather than fists—that is, open-hand strikes. Gorillas have trouble forming fists due to their hand structure, but that art can fully cover for it."

"Ah, I remember. You mentioned that a single Palm Strike carved out another road, right?"

"Yeah. It means his level of martial arts mastery is remarkably deep, but..."

Ash trailed off, recalling Grylls. Currently, Grylls’s technique was on the ordinary side.

Compared to Wiheuk, whose martial arts depth ran deep, Grylls’s skills were practically child’s play.

Yet, judging by all the battles of Grylls she had witnessed so far, there was only one conclusion she felt.

"I don’t think Grylls-ssi will lose."

"Why is that? Martial arts are crucial in a fight, aren’t they?"

"That is true. But while that might hold for a spar, in real combat, victory and defeat are not decided by martial arts alone."

Unless it was a mere duel, martial arts were not the only thing that mattered in a fight where life was on the line.

Constantly devising ways to win, along with the quick wit and adaptability built upon that foundation.

"Grylls-ssi might lack technical finesse, but he’s a man who knows how to win. His adaptability in particular surprises even me."

"So he’ll win?"

At Selena’s question.

"What is certain is that he won’t lose."

Ash stated with absolute conviction.

Bullshit.

As soon as I heard Gu-chil’s words, I muttered that internally.

If he came to negotiate, he should have brought only Wiheuk; why bring the entire pack along?

Not just me, but the rest of my companions thought similarly. None of them could hide their baffled expressions.

"Negotiate? You came to negotiate, yet brought this many gorillas with you?"

[You came to negotiate, yet brought this many individuals with you?]

I asked back, venting half absurdity and half rage. Cain translated it appropriately.

Hearing those words, Gu-chil shrugged his shoulders as if he didn’t care.

"#$%%^ ##% #$##$"

[He asks if that attitude is appropriate before even hearing out the terms of negotiation.]

"Can I ask if it’s okay for me to punch him in the face once?"

[Hold your temper for now. So, what do you want to ask?]

"Let’s hear what the negotiation terms are first."

He was obviously going to bring up something absurd. It was as plain as day.

Even after Cain translated, Gu-chil didn’t answer right away. Instead, he tilted his head as if finding something strange.

His gaze was locked right onto Cain in his stone statue form. The "What on earth is that?" reaction was an added bonus.

"Tell him it’s a high-performance heel callus remover."

[Over my dead body. I’d rather say I’m a translator device found while exploring.]

That was better. Even so, Gu-chil still showed a reaction of utter confusion.

To react like that despite having stayed in the Forest of the Four Seasons for so long—he clearly hadn’t done much exploring.

"#$$% #$#$% @#$"

[He says they want to get along with us. He suggests joining forces to subjugate the Lesser Demon pack.]

"What’s a Lesser Demon?"

"In the Central Plains, goblins are referred to as Lesser Demons."

Ludwig informed me from the side. In short, those bastards were proposing we combine forces to strike the hobgoblins.

I was so dumbfounded I was speechless. He was definitely saying this knowing full well the relationship between me and the hobgoblins.

Above all, it was a negotiation where we gained absolutely zero benefits, while their side reaped all the profit.

Therefore, I had only one thing to say.

"Càonǐmā."

"...?"

I blasted out a Chinese profanity similar to the Central Plains tongue—the mother of all curses.

Even if the details differed, the general meaning would translate, wouldn’t it? If not, it was time to demonstrate with actions.Find the original chapter at novelping(.)com.

Cheok!

The middle finger, right on cue. Turns out this insult is universally timeless.

Naturally, only then did Gu-chil seem to realize that I had insulted him.

Well, he just wore a regretful expression; he didn’t throw a fit or anything.

’They must have anticipated this outcome as well.’

So I casually asked Cain to translate for me. Cain glanced at me.

[Where on earth did you learn such language?]

"I saw it on the Gallery."

[Ha, good grief...]

Cain exhaled a mix of awe and exasperation before conveying it to Gu-chil verbatim.

For the record, what I had asked Cain to say was this:

[Did you teach yourself home ethics through self-study, that you spout such utter nonsense?]

Parental insults are extremely effective against people of the Central Plains. Remnant of the Blood Cult or not, Gu-chil was ultimately a Central Plains native.

Seeing the twitch under his eye, it clearly inflicted substantial damage.

But perhaps because Gu-chil had lived a rough life himself...

Seemingly wanting to counterattack as best he could, he spoke in a heated voice.

"#$% #%$%?"

[He asks if your parents are an odd number?]

"I don’t have any."

[...]

Sorry, but I’m immune to parent insults. Cain didn’t bother translating that.

At any rate, the negotiations collapsed. It was predictable since it was an absurd offer from the start.

"#$$%% ##$% #@$%!"

[He says if you fall to your knees, he will at least spare your life.]

"Please ask him if that’s what he said to his own parents too."

[Goodness gracious...]

Making someone out to be an unfilial bastard is truly easy.

Thanks to that, Gu-chil threw a near-epileptic fit of anger, but the gorilla chief stopped him.

Shortly after, the gorilla chief lumbered over in front of me. His sheer size forced me to tilt my head back just to look up.

"#$%$ %@## %%. #$% #%%$# %%^."

[He tells you to surrender if possible. He says he prefers not to fight.]

"When they’re the ones who provoked us first..."

A fight was unavoidable. In that case, I had only one thing to do.

Peok!

Throwing the first punch. Pretending to ponder, I swung my fist out of nowhere.

The gorilla chief’s head snapped to the side. Surprisingly, his expression remained composed.

"#$%%. #$$. #$%%."

I didn’t think Cain even needed to translate this.

[Surrender. Otherwise. You die.]

...Must mean that. Still, a showdown with the gorilla chief had to happen sooner or later.

I gestured to my companions to prepare quickly. Cain would also board the Dullahan to get ready for full-scale battle.

"Sorry, but you guys were the ones who provoked us first."

Peok! Peok!

I repeatedly battered the gorilla chief. The chief took the hits helplessly.

But was he tired of being punched continuously, or did he sense that the time had come?

Peok!

His massive hand caught my fist. At the same time, his other hand rose.

I sensed that it was only just beginning. Simultaneously, I circulated the mana within my body.

Ppeok!

A strike landed squarely on my face—dead center, to be precise—from the gorilla chief’s fist. Simultaneously, my body spun a full revolution and tumbled onto the dirt.

Even though it was a straight punch rather than a Palm Strike, my nose stung. But surprisingly, it didn’t hurt much.

I repeat: it didn’t hurt very much at all. Even though the gorilla chief had hit me pretty hard.

Seuk—

The gorilla chief forcibly hauled my body up. He seemed intent on beating me continuously.

But right now was what I had been aiming for. Currently, the gorilla chief was letting his guard down.

He was probably mistakenly thinking I wasn’t much different from back then.

"Alright."

The gorilla chief pulled me to my feet. I glanced up at him.

An expression mixed with disappointment and pity. That face would change real soon.

Because...

"Now it’s my turn."

Gwang!!

"Keu-eok!!"

With a single punch from me, the gorilla chief launched sky-high.

Ujikeun! Kwajijik!

Countless trees collapsed as the gorilla chief plunged back down. He definitely wouldn’t die from just that.

So gripping the Sword of the Heavenly Demon tightly, I leapt high toward the spot where the gorilla chief had crash-landed.

Unable to regain his senses for a moment, the gorilla chief rolled frantically out of the way the second he saw me.

Kwang!

The Sword of the Heavenly Demon slammed into the empty dirt floor. Immediately retrieving my blade, I glared at the gorilla chief.

"..."

His face was filled with complete confusion.