I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 640

Around the time Grylls was hard at work making his real estate value skyrocket.

Unlike the relatively peaceful (?) Forest of the Four Seasons, the outside world was busy spinning in real-time.

After it was half-confirmed that Grylls was the Chief God, discussions were going back and forth on how to treat him.

Not only the academic world, which had already exploded so much that they had reached a state of half-enlightenment, but almost every nation had entered emergency meetings.

Whether to worship Grylls as the Chief God or to just watch him. For now, most leaned toward the latter.

Grylls’s usual words and actions were far from the god they so revered, and even he himself couldn’t be sure right now.

Even now, he only called himself the Chief God in a joking manner; in reality, it was more accurate to say he wasn’t paying attention to it.

Title) Ah. Please, God

Wild Grylls

(Photo of Wonmo caught red-handed stealing red bean paste)

What should I do with this pig...!

ㄴHeavenly Demon) He’s cute, so let him slide just this once.

ㄴSword Matstar) He’s cute, so why not let him slide?

ㄴFr, Wonmo might have just been hungry~

ㄴAren’t you being too harsh?

ㄴBut why is this guy calling for God when he’s a god himself?

ㄴWild Grylls) Then who am I supposed to call for?

ㄴYour parents?

ㄴWild Grylls) They both passed away, though?

ㄴThen nothing can be done lol

ㄴHow about your ancestors then?

ㄴWild Grylls) I don’t even know who my ancestors are. Do you?

ㄴThey probably got exorcised. Since they had so many grudges

ㄴExorcised, my ass lololol

ㄴhahahaha

ㄴWild Grylls) You viper-like bastard;;

ㄴWow. The Chief God said "viper-like bastard"!

ㄴThat guy is going to receive divine punishment!

Even the posts he uploaded to the Gallery recently were closer to laments.

There was absolutely no divine dignity to be seen. He was nothing more than a common Gallery user.

But that didn’t mean his status was diminished. Indeed, the circumstances made it clear that Grylls had lost his memories.

Of course, those "circumstances" were just him drinking heavily last night and blacking out, but either way, it fit, didn’t it?

Crucially, there was also the photo found at the Theme Park. A photo taken with Grylls’s parents, and a photo taken with the twin sibling gods.

Since there were more than enough other pieces of evidence besides this, it wouldn’t be strange to revere him as the Chief God.

It was just that since he didn’t admit it himself, they were watching with bated breath. Therefore, most of the countries that convened emergency meetings decided to "put it on hold."

[The families of Setan. Holding a completely different opinion from the Sultan’s proclamation...]

[The arbitrary proclamation of the Sultan. What will be its impact?]

Except for one place. Setan, which had gone completely off the rails.

The Sultan, who declared himself a believer chosen by the Chief God and announced that he would establish a new order.

He had dropped a bomb at a time when even Alfheim was lying low, wary of the Holy Kingdom.

Naturally, this was a situation the Holy Kingdom could not sit back and watch. If they let this slide, the Holy Kingdom’s prestige would be ruined.

Therefore, the high-ranking officials of the Holy Kingdom were furious, and it was assumed that the Hero would restrain them, but...

"Shall we declare a holy war?"

"H-Hero-nim! At times like this, you must exercise self-restraint!"

"Those viper-like bastards are defiling the name of the Chief God, and you expect me to just stand by and watch?"

"Even so, you must endure. For now, just express a statement of regret..."

It was the exact opposite. As soon as the Hero, Asella, heard this news, she declared that she would launch a holy war.

The newly elected officials of the Vatican were terrified by her words and had to sweat bullets trying to stop her.

They were finally finding stability, and if they started a war here, there would be no turning back.

Of course, there were more than enough justifications to launch a holy war, but acting recklessly would cause too much bloodshed.

"Phew..."

In the end, Asella decided to calm down following the others’ persuasion. However, it was difficult to suppress the burning anger inside her.

In her heart, she wanted to go to Setan alone and settle things with the Sultan.

Although the distance between Setan and the Holy Kingdom was vast, they could overcome the physical distance using Warp Gates.

’Yes. It’s better to endure for now. This must be why Grylls-nim didn’t give me a seed either, right?’Follow the newest chapters on no‌velping.com.

As she calmed her mind, her narrowed vision gradually widened.

As her vision widened, she could see the object sitting on her desk.

Not a thick stack of documents, but a tiny flowerpot.

Though it was small, she had tended to it so carefully that its outer surface practically sparkled.

Naturally, no seed had been planted in it; the flowerpot just sat there completely empty.

’There is a saying that the more in a hurry you are, the more you should take the long way around. Watching and waiting is the best course of action for now.’

If a holy war broke out, Grylls would never give her a seed.

If that happened, it would result in widening the gap between her and the other competitors (?).

That must not happen, and she couldn’t let it. It was best to induce Setan to walk the path of self-destruction as much as possible.

Furthermore, according to recently acquired information, an official from Setan would be visiting the Holy Kingdom.

It was not an official visit, and there was even a letter sent directly to her, the Hero.

’They borrowed the influence of the Cheonjam Merchant Guild, which had partnered with Grylls-nim.’

The Cheonjam Merchant Guild was still consistently supplying Grylls with the clothes they invented.

Those clothes were so tough and durable that even Grylls used them constantly.

’However, I heard that the Cheonjam Merchant Guild was recently acquired by a certain family in Setan...’

The Setan family that had acquired the Cheonjam Merchant Guild faster than anyone else. Asella thoroughly investigated that family.

The family that had used the name of the Cheonjam Merchant Guild to send a letter directly to her, the Hero.

They were also the ones who sold off Mephisto’s football club, which had recently started causing conflict.

They were originally the largest shareholder, but selling it off so quickly, as if they had foreseen this, was highly suspicious.

’They aren’t a particularly powerful family within Setan. On the contrary, other families hold more power.’

Why would such a person request a meeting with her? She couldn’t quite understand it.

Of course, just because she didn’t fully understand didn’t mean she couldn’t make a guess. It was undoubtedly because of Setan’s Sultan.

Currently, Setan was practically split into two factions. The pro-Sultan and anti-Sultan forces.

Though this division had always existed, the situation had become extremely severe due to the Sultan’s recent rampage.

Therefore, they probably wanted the Holy Kingdom to intervene—specifically, to help them purge all the pro-Sultan forces.

This was as far as Asella’s mind could deduce. Anything beyond this would only be known once they met in person.

’They said they entered the capital just a moment ago.’

Since the audience was scheduled for today, she had to compose herself starting now.

Asella checked how she looked in the full-length mirror.

There had been many distracting events lately, but because Grylls had consistently provided Empty Sky Stone Milk, she showed no signs of fatigue at all.

However, perhaps because of accumulated mental fatigue, her eyes lacked focus. She would have to adjust that separately.

"Hero-nim. The guest you mentioned earlier has arrived."

A moment later, the scheduled meeting time arrived.

Asella gave her permission upon hearing the voice from outside. Soon, the door slowly opened.

As soon as the door opened, a middle-aged man walked in hesitantly. It was a familiar face.

To be precise, she had seen him on the Gallery. The president of the Cheonjam Merchant Guild, who had poured all his energy into advertising his products.

Grylls had also been won over by that passion and purchased the products, and the Cheonjam Merchant Guild had soared in popularity as well.

’And next to him...’

But the president of the Cheonjam Merchant Guild was just a bluff. The real deal was the Dark Elf man who followed him in.

He was quite tall, with the dark skin and handsome features typical of a Dark Elf.

He was even wearing the turban and attire unique to Setan.

He looked like a typical wealthy man of Setan, giving off a strange vibe.

"Welcome, esteemed guests. My name is Asella. I am a faithful servant of Aris-nim, and though I am lacking, I hold the title of Hero."

"I-It is an honor to meet you, Hero-nim! I, I am the, of the Cheonjam Merchant Guild...!"

Following the introduction of the Cheonjam Merchant Guild’s leader, the introduction of the Dark Elf, who was the real key figure, followed.

"I am Salman. It is an honor to meet you, Hero-nim."

"Nice to meet you."

Up to this point, it was a normal introduction. The small talk that followed was the same.

Just about how things were lately, hoping their relationship with the Cheonjam Merchant Guild would continue, and so on.

Also, that the reason Salman came along with the Cheonjam Merchant Guild was because he had acquired it, and so forth.

At first, useless chatter continued, but before long, the atmosphere shifted.Visit novelping . com for the full chapter.

"I-I am sorry, but may I go to the restroom for a moment? Perhaps because I am nervous, my stomach is..."

The guild master pleaded in an earnest voice, sweating profusely.

His face was so pale that it was hard to tell whether he was acting or if it was genuine.

Asella was slightly taken aback by this, but nodded and gave her permission as if it were fine.

With the guild master leaving, only Salman and Asella were left in the room.

"Salman... was it? You said you are from a noble family of Setan."

"It is an insignificant family."

"Well, I don’t think so. Especially since you recently sold off your shares in Mephisto’s football club, and rumors are rampant that you are the real power behind the anti-Sultan faction."

"Haha."

Salman let out an awkward laugh. His expression showed he hadn’t expected her to shoot him down so directly.

But this was a situation he had anticipated to some extent. He soon adopted a serious expression and spoke to her.

"I was going to ask about this and that... but it seems you are the type to get straight to the point."

"Testing the waters was more than enough with what just happened. What brings you here?"

"Before that... may I ask for a piece of paper and a pen? There is something I would like to show you."

Before coming here, all dangerous tools had been confiscated.

Asella handed him a pen and a sheet of paper as requested.

Salman then scribbled something on the paper and carefully handed it over.

[Praise the Sun: "..."]

As soon as Asella saw the words written on the paper, her eyes twitched. She was slightly taken aback.

Of course, as the Orange Badge, she had peeked at the chat logs between Grylls and Praise the Sun, so it wasn’t completely unexpected.

But revealing it so straightforwardly made her, if anything, even more wary.

Isn’t a lie always more cunning when hidden within the truth?

For a giant who was practically the leader of the anti-Sultan faction to show his ’hand’ so openly like this made Asella feel uncomfortable.

"...I am not sure what this means."

"I believe you would know, Hero-nim. Who it was that provided help to the Chief God."

"Even though I am the Hero, checking every single detail is difficult."

"I do not think so. You even witnessed the descent of Cain-nim with the help of the Chief God, and you expect me to believe those words?"

There was absolutely no loophole to escape. He seemed to have already seen through everything.

He was a headache in a different way from the Starlight Lady.

Furthermore, seeing how fluently he spoke the language of the Holy Kingdom, he seemed to have an interest in the Holy Kingdom’s history as well.

Tuk, tuk—

Asella took out a crystal orb and tapped it lightly.

Then, a translucent barrier spread out around the crystal orb.

It was an item prepared in advance to prevent any conversation from leaking out.

"I am someone who helped the Chief God even before he realized his true identity. It was even our family’s heirloom."

Now that they had the privacy to talk, Salman boldly brought up the subject. Asella already knew all of this.

He was one of the fixed handles who had shown goodwill, like Sword Matstar. That was why he had been receiving goodwill from Grylls until now.

Ambergris, Mithril, and so on. He had received many things.

’I believe he also received a dinosaur egg...’

Asella glanced at Salman’s hand.

As expected, he was wearing a ring crafted from Mithril on his left index finger.

Since a ring worn on the left index finger symbolized friendship and intimacy.

"...What is it that you want?"

"It is simple."

Salman smiled faintly and revealed what he wanted.

"I would like you to intervene when I make an announcement in the future, so that we can drive out the currently rampaging Rahman family."

"It seems you have received something from the Chief God."

"Yes. It is a much greater proof than what the current Sultan is presenting."

It was just as expected. Asella pondered slightly upon hearing those words.

Salman was someone who had received direct permission from Grylls. He wouldn’t do anything that would harm Grylls.

But reality is a harsh thing.

"I refuse."

Accepting it so readily felt somewhat fishy.