I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 645

Language is a system that has made a profound contribution to humanity establishing civilization.

If language had not existed, humanity would have lived lives no different from beasts, and at best, tribal life would have been the limit.

Because of this, language is researched among countless scholars and is treated with great importance within academic circles.

If one was lucky, lost technologies of the past could be recovered, and recently, even the truth of the Balkan Kingdom had been found.

Since ancient words were often discovered in ruins or old books found from time to time, researching language was practically a necessity for scholars.

Especially in this world where gods actually existed, every single one of their records held extremely precious historical value.

Recently, Grylls had been causing all kinds of commotions, making their heads spin, but for the scholars, this alone was more than enough.

Subject) Current rough status of scholars

(Rough photo of a grandmother feeding her grandchild an enormous amount of food)

Scholar: I-I’m too full... Please, a bit slower...

Grylls: Oh? What’s this?

Scholar: Dies

ㄴlolololol

ㄴhaha

ㄴThat’s actually true lol.

ㄴMy friend hasn’t come out of the lab for three months now...

ㄴMy friend is also a grad student, and he’s cursing Grylls out like crazy right now lol.

ㄴIsn’t he the Chief God? Won’t people say something if you curse him?

Subject) Why people of the past are no different from us today

(Rough record of someone getting scolded by a teacher for secretly browsing the Gallery during class)

People in the past also spent their time browsing the Gallery just like us, yep.

ㄴI wonder what kind of person that Orange Badge was.

ㄴFor your information, scholars also view Gallery records as important. That’s why there are often records of deceased fixed-nicks.

ㄴThere was a record that the Orange Badge from 200 years ago was a shepherd boy.

ㄴWhat did he do?

ㄴApparently, he just lived a normal life and died. He’d occasionally show off the sheep he raised.

ㄴYou know how people say to post 10 photos and 3 videos when uploading cute animal pictures? That culture started with him.

ㄴThat’s fascinating lol.

Thanks to Grylls’s active—or rather, hyperactive—exploits, the scholars found themselves in a situation where having two or even three bodies wouldn’t be enough.

However, the fact that their work had increased meant that investments had also grown by that much.

Indeed, because numerous nations were pouring in massive amounts of budget, the scholars were screaming with joy.

’Are there any records left in our Holy Kingdom as well?’

Not only scholars, but also the Hero, Asella, usually searched for old books.

It was mostly to find lost records of the gods, and also to see if there was anything that could be of help to Grylls.

However, most of them were just related to mythology or old records. She couldn’t find any hidden spaces either.

She hadn’t ruled out the idea that the Holy Sword might act as a sort of key. However, she had been too busy lately to afford the luxury of investigating.

’I just need to find a booklet written in Grylls-nim’s hometown language... but it’s not easy.’

Currently, scholars were searching high and low for books recorded in Grylls’s hometown language—specifically, Hangul.

As the speculation that Grylls was the Chief God became practically an established fact, the value of his language naturally rose as well.

Of course, finding books written in Hangul outside of the Forest of the Four Seasons was akin to plucking stars from the sky.

For whatever reason, the Chief God had not taught his own language.

Since it was practically a dead language, Grylls was likely the only person who knew it.

’Did Aris-nim or Aragon-nim not know it either? They were like children to the Chief God.’

Asella pondered deeply on the reason. Why had the Chief God not taught his own language?

No, before that, what must be done for a language not to die?

First of all, it had to be actively used.

The more people there were, the more the language would gradually spread, eventually becoming deeply rooted in the world.

’A certain scholar once said that language is the very identity of a nation or race.’

The decisive reason why the Central Plains could occupy that vast continent for so long was also thanks to a ’unified language’.

Even if dialects differed by region, the spoken words exchanged were the same, so they couldn’t help but think of themselves as one.

Of course, before unification, countless characters had run rampant, but under the First Emperor’s policy, they were able to unite as one.

In this way, there must be people who speak the language for it to live, but if all its speakers had died, it was meaningless.

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In that process, it wouldn’t even be strange if all of Grylls’s hometown people had died.

’And a cult called Manatology even ate away at the world.’

Also, the siblings Aris and Aragon were street urchins living in the back alleys.

Even if they were illiterate, there was a high probability they had acquired the ’spoken word’ separately.

And the Chief God must have taught them the characters that matched those words. While keeping his own language known only to himself.

But as said earlier, language is the identity of a nation. Although one might temporarily forget a language after living in a foreign land for a long time, they never completely forget it.

In addition, based on what Asella had observed so far, Grylls was a personality who missed the past in many ways.

There was highly likely a record left somewhere. Even if it wasn’t in the Forest of the Four Seasons.

’Aside from that, I must also know the language Grylls-nim uses. As a believer, it is only natural.’

According to records, the Holy Kingdom’s language was modeled after the language of the gods. Simply put, English was the original.

Of course, because the originally used languages mixed in and a long time had passed, it was difficult to find its original form.

However, as research had become active recently, similarities with English were being revealed one after another.

’It would be best to learn it in preparation for when he comes out again.’

Just as she made that resolution, an event occurred that rubbed Asella the wrong way.

"...So there was someone else asking to learn besides me."

Starlight Lady, Selena, had directly requested Korean lessons from Grylls.

Although she had received a dictionary instead because she didn’t have the time, Asella couldn’t help but feel a sense of crisis.

Furthermore, hadn’t Grylls also said he was learning a language separately for smooth communication?

’It’s a simple but sure way to gain favor.’

When going abroad, the most primitive way to gain favor with locals is to speak their language.

If a foreigner speaks their language, even if clumsily, they find it admirable or cute; they never feel offended.

Rather, it strongly gives the impression of respecting their culture, so they tend to try to treat them kindly in any way possible.

This wouldn’t be any different for Grylls. Even if it was difficult, if she could learn Korean, she would be able to gain immense favor.

No, beyond gaining favor, he would be deeply moved.

’I must learn it. If Grylls-nim’s language is too difficult, then at least the original language.’

Just as Asella made her resolution, events that rubbed her the wrong way occurred in succession.

’Nangja? Did this person just ask Grylls-nim to call her nangja?’

It was Heavenly Demon attempting to seduce Grylls. Cleverly using language and culture.

Even Asella, who didn’t know the Central Plains culture well, had initially let it slide, thinking it was just a normal thing.

Since in the Holy Kingdom, the titles for unmarried and married women were also different.

But she realized that even if the word ’nangja’ wasn’t commonly used, it was a word used between lovers.

’A title only used in the old days? Is that really true?’

Her stomach almost turned inside out, but hearing Heavenly Demon’s explanation made her confused again.

She wanted to ask on the Gallery, but doing so would expose the fact that she was lurking.

Therefore, she had no choice but to ask someone who roughly understood the Central Plains culture.

"Reyna eonni."

"Huh? Did you call?"

It was Reyna, who had just recently returned from being dispatched to the Central Plains.

She would be dispatched again soon, but before that, there was something Asella wanted to ask.

"What is the word a man uses to call his lover in the Central Plains? Is it sojeo, or is it nangja?"

"Why do you ask that? Did you see something strange on the Gallery?"

How could she know her inner thoughts so well?

Asella flinched, then smiled awkwardly.

Race, finding her cute, chuckled and thought deeply.

"Hmm... usually, the title sojeo is used a lot when calling a woman. Nangja is a title that is rarely used, to be honest."

"Is it a title used in the old days?"

"No, it’s not that. I once saw a couple that made my skin crawl just looking at them, acting all lovey-dovey while calling each other sanggong and nangja."

"...Ah."

How could her ominous foreboding be so spot-on?

’I’d rather she openly seduce him like Ash-nim. How incredibly underhanded.’

However, the fact that Heavenly Demon had made the first move remained unchanged.

If she just sat still like this, she would only fall behind. She hadn’t even received a seed yet.

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A sense of crisis gradually crept in.

I prepared tightly for the expedition during this winter.

Since we lost Cheongseol, our excellent means of transportation, it was only natural that we had to prepare far more thoroughly than before.

Unlike before, when we practically got a free ride, this time we were planning to camp out in the wild for days on end.

Because of that, I prepared various camping supplies and even made a simple water filter.

The water here was rarely dirty, but it was always best to prepare for the worst-case scenario.

"Lackey. Is the magic circle preparation going well?"

"A few more tests will be enough."

"Good."

Lackey’s magic circle preparation was also progressing smoothly.

Instead, it wasn’t that there were no problems at all; rather, even with a magic circle, the limits were clear.

The reason was none other than Cain and Largo.

"The magic circle only increases stability, but the mana consumed is similar. And the more items there are, the more that amount increases."

"Can you say that in simpler terms?"

"I did say it simply though...?"

"..."

Lackey looked at me with an expression that said, ’Is this bastard seriously a dumbass?’

I felt a sudden surge of anger, but because it was clear he made that face in ’sincere’ earnestness rather than as a joke, a wave of self-loathing washed over me.

Since I usually didn’t use my brain and only used my body, it seemed I had grown too lazy to think.

"So in the end, we have no choice but to activate it separately, right?"

"Exactly. It’s best to transmit Cain and Largo separately first."

"Well, that much is... I don’t have a problem, right? As you know, I have a ton of mana."

"Don’t worry. Anticipating that, I set it up to use your Internal Energy when transporting you, Master."

"You’re really smart, aren’t you?"

"Hmph."

Lackey shrugged his shoulders as if this much was basic. His nose was held high in the air as a bonus.

Perhaps finding his brother’s behavior pathetic, Dolsoe wore a look of pity.

However, since it was true that he was smart, Dolsoe didn’t say anything.

’Seriously, won’t this guy become an Archmage if he goes outside?’

It was just that he hadn’t been taught; his talent itself was on par with an Archmage.

Anyway, now that all preparations were complete, we finished preparing to depart one day after winter ended.

Because on the first day, as always, we couldn’t budge due to the pollen yellow dust.

It was only on the second day that we could begin a proper exploration.

"Now, I’ll tell you all, we won’t be able to return home for the time being. If anyone wants to opt out, speak up now."

"I want to opt out, Master."

"Then get out of my house."

"Now that’s a gangster."

Ignoring Lackey’s grumbling, I began to activate the magic circle.

First was Cain in Dullahan mode and Largo, who was loaded with all kinds of luggage.

Woowoowoong!

The magic circle drawn by Lackey activated, and light burst forth.

Soon, a brilliant shroud of light enveloped the two, and they completely vanished from sight.

Since he said there was no chance of them getting separated, I could trust and leave it to him.

"We didn’t forget anything, right?"

"There’s something you dropped over there, Master."

"What is it?"

"Your conscience."

"You really want to get hit?"

Putting aside the usual banter with Lackey.

Hwaaaaak!

A pure white shroud of light from the magic circle enveloped us.

Our full-scale exploration had begun.