I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 710

With only three days left until the start of the Heavenly God Martial Festival, the Martial Arts Tournament held by the Heavenly Demon Cult.

There were concerns that interest might dwindle due to the ’accident’ in Alfheim and the various incidents that followed, but it was a needless worry.

Currently, a civil war was breaking out in the Central Plains between the Demonic Cult and the Imperial Court, but due to the Imperial Court’s consecutive blunders, the outcome was obvious.

If only the Imperial Court had handled diplomacy better, but since they remained holed up in the capital, worrying only about their own safety, other nations couldn’t do anything either.

In addition, rumors even circulated that the Mercedes Ducal House had been supporting the Demonic Cult.

Although it was unconfirmed information, it showed just how much public opinion was leaning toward the Demonic Cult.

Therefore, the leaders of each nation judged that the atmosphere of the Central Plains had mostly tilted toward the Demonic Cult, and they were willing to participate in the Heavenly God Martial Festival.

Title) Who is coming to the Heavenly God Martial Festival right now?

(Photo 1 of the bustling Demonic Cult)

(Photo 2 of the bustling Demonic Cult)

Shit, I know high-ranking people from other countries are coming, but aren’t there way too many?

It honestly feels like way more people came than the capacity can handle, so I’m scared;;

ㄴTo come to a remote place like the Demonic Cult, don’t you need to have a lot of money?

ㄴMoney is one thing, but the transportation is so rough that you have to be prepared to run into bandits along the way, lol.

ㄴShit, you might meet bandits on the way there?

ㄴNo, no, it’s fine now. There’s a reason why the Demonic Cult made up its mind and completely wiped out the Evil Factions, lol.

ㄴWow. But just from what I can see, there are so many foreigners. Isn’t it half Central Plains people and half foreigners?

ㄴAren’t most of those foreigners nobles, too?

Title) A Gallery user who is currently fucked in real-time

(Video of the Demonic Cult with countless languages tangled together)

I’m a translator, and with so many foreigners coming right now, it’s seriously giving me a headache, lol.

We’re trying to gather people who can translate somehow, but it’ll probably be tough;;

ㄴYou drew aggro from the entire world, shouldn’t you have expected at least this much?

ㄴEven if we drew aggro, we didn’t know it would be this bad...

ㄴWe’re somehow managing traffic control right now, lol.

ㄴI heard the Demonic Cultists are scary, are they causing any trouble?

ㄴTrouble? Shit, the foreigners are the ones causing all the trouble right now. They’re even sweeping away all our food ㅡㅡ

ㄴLol, Central Plains food is really delicious as long as it suits your taste, lol.

ㄴBut is it normal for this many people to come when it’s still three days away?

ㄴIt’s normal for people to crowd in starting a week before the tournament. All these people just failed the timing game.

ㄴLolololololol

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Title) Reminds me of the old days

(Photo 1 of a festival)

(Photo 2 of a festival)

In the past, Robert once implemented a cultural revival policy to prevent overcrowding in the capital.

He said he would provide a lot of support to places that attracted many tourists, and then, completely out of nowhere, some weird region hit the jackpot.

ㄴDidn’t they present a food with a similar name as their representative, rather than the actual local specialty?

ㄴYeah, but the funny thing was that it was actually delicious, lol.

ㄴFor the record, I believe the civil servant of that region got promoted.

ㄴWhat are they doing after getting promoted?

ㄴWhat else? They got worked to the bone under Robert, and now they’re getting worked to the bone under Arnold, lol.

However, because far more people than expected participated, the Heavenly Demon Cult suffered a great deal.

If it were just ordinary tourists, it might have been fine, but distinguished guests had arrived in droves.

If an accident were to occur here, it could lead to a major issue, so everyone was worked to the bone together.

The Cult Elders shouldn’t have to move because they need to maintain their dignity? Not a chance.

Since there were more distinguished guests than general tourists, even the Elders ran around busily without a moment to blink.

Seeing this, Heavenly Demon, Yoo So-wol, also said she couldn’t just sit still and tried to go outside.

Not to help directly, but because she was curious if there were any eye-catching powerhouses.

Especially since she had just heard that the Hero had visited, it was even harder to hold back.

"O Heaven. Your keeping to your seat is precisely how the Cult’s dignity can be maintained."

"Hmph."

"Furthermore, distinguished guests from the Western Kingdoms will visit to behold your heavenly countenance. Please wait just a little longer, -hasoseo."

Wi Seol-ak barely managed to dissuade her. Though phrased that way, it actually meant ’don’t go outside to draw unnecessary attention, just stay still.’

In fact, the moment Yoo So-wol made an appearance, it was customary for the Demonic Cultists to halt all actions and bow in worship.Find the original chapter at novelpi⁠ng.com.

Since it was equivalent to a king or emperor making an appearance, it would look natural even to foreigners, but the optics would still be rather strange.

Moreover, even if they had sided with the Demonic Cult for now, it was fundamentally a group close to a cult, so there was bound to be prejudice.

While Yoo So-wol boringly guarded the audience chamber of the Heavenly Demon Palace, the plaza of the Heavenly Demon Cult was packed with countless people.

"Wow... There are so many people."

"Be careful, Asella. You never know what might happen."

Having visited as a distinguished guest, Hero Asella continuously marveled as she looked around the Heavenly Demon Cult.

Beside her, Paladin Reyna, who served as her guard and had been dispatched to the Central Plains a few times, kept watch.

Finally, behind them, Ludwig followed silently, also constantly looking around.

"Of course we have to be careful. But Reyna eonni, this is your first time at the Demonic Cult, right?"

"It is my first time at the Demonic Cult. But despite its terrifying name, it’s a more ordinary place than I thought."

Reyna had gone to observe the movements of the Central Plains a few times under Asella’s orders.

She had inspected the capital, Changcheon, as well as regions ruled by sects with powerful influence.

However, there was nothing they could do about the Demonic Cult, which was unavoidable due to various tangled reasons.

"It seems quite a lot of people have visited."

Just as Asella said, the plaza of the Demonic Cult was currently gathered with diverse people.

With Central Plains people as the baseline and countless others gathered from various nations.

Even non-human races were occasionally visible, with the most prominent among them being the Demon Race.

There had been talk of Demon Princess Kaylin visiting, and seeing the demons, the rumor seemed to be true.

"Ten thousand years to the Heavenly Demon, absolute submission of all demons!"

Meanwhile, a certain Demonic Cultist shouted with a bright smile.

Since he shouted in the language of the Central Plains, Asella had no idea what it meant.

"What did that Central Plains person just say? It sounded like some sort of slogan."

"It’s easiest to think of it as a slogan worshiping the Heavenly Demon. Just like the words we shout whenever we worship Aris-nim."

"Ah."

It was a slogan she had seen a lot on the Gallery. However, unlike the Gallery, translation did not happen automatically in reality.

Asella walked around here and there, meticulously checking if there were any familiar faces.

Meanwhile, she spotted familiar people in the distance. Both of them had snow-white hair, making them stand out even more.

’It’s Ash-nim and Selena-nim.’

Sword Master Ash and Mercedes Ducal Lady Selena. She had been informed in advance that those two would visit.

There were even rumors circulating that Ash herself would participate in the Heavenly God Martial Festival.

"Is that person by any chance Sword Master Ash? She really came. Next to her... is that the Mercedes Ducal Lady?"

"It seems she attended as the representative of the Messiah Empire. She has many guards too."

"Honestly, shouldn’t the guards be protected by the Sword Master instead?"

Asella laughed lightly at Reyna’s half-joke. It felt so true that it was even funnier.

Since making a scene now would only cause unnecessary commotion, she intended to pass by quietly.

They would naturally run into each other at the Heavenly Demon Palace where only distinguished guests gathered anyway, and there was nothing to gain by greeting them now.

"...Huh?"

But something caught her eye. Asella stopped her steps and focused on Ash.

At first glance, she seemed to be holding nothing, but focusing closely revealed otherwise.

Ash was only using one hand. And with her other arm, she was carefully cradling a certain ’flowerpot.’

A flowerpot whose flower had not yet bloomed, showing only a bud. Asella immediately identified the nature of that flowerpot.

"So, for people with white hair like us, this suits better... Huh?"

"Eonni?"

"..."

Was it because she was Ash? Or was it because Asella’s gaze was too blatant?

Ash turned her head and locked eyes with Asella. Blue eyes and orange eyes intertwined.

Asella flinched when she looked at her, but soon smiled softly and nodded. However, she couldn’t help her gaze drifting toward the flowerpot.

Bow-

Ash was also surprised by Asella’s appearance for a moment, but greeted her with a natural nod of her head.

At this, Asella began to go on her way. Her expression seemed to have turned slightly gloomy, or perhaps stiffened.

"Asella. Your expression doesn’t look good."

"I didn’t expect Ash-nim to come as well. After all, as the influence of the Demonic Cult grows, the more work we’ll have to do on our end..."

"Ah. That’s true. Especially since the Central Plains doesn’t have a high influence of gods anyway."

Reyna nodded as if she understood Asella’s explanation. Ludwig, who followed silently from behind, did the same.

Wandering around like that, Asella’s group soon reached the Heavenly Demon Palace.

A palace characteristic of the Central Plains, looking grand yet sturdy. Asella gasped in admiration upon seeing it.The source of this chapter is novelping dot com.

"Wow... It seems similar to the Vatican... but the atmosphere is different."

"Central Plains-style buildings are rather unique. They have a grand yet mysterious feel to them."

Asella stared at the palace with her mouth agape for a while before quickly snapping out of it.

She couldn’t just stand here doing nothing. Subsequently, she moved her steps toward the Heavenly Demon Palace.

Quite a few people were already passing through the Heavenly Demon Palace, most of whom were distinguished guests visiting from other countries.

And they were not just simple guests, but individuals possessing power strong enough to discuss major national affairs.

"Ten thousand years to the Heavenly Demon, absolute submission of all demons. Welcome to the Divine Cult. Please step inside."

"Thank you."

Asella’s group was among them. Hearing the guard’s words, Asella naturally drew the sign of the cross as she entered.

Watching her draw the sign of the cross, the guard’s eye twitched slightly as he tightened his grip.

But that was as far as it went; perhaps faithful to his duty, he let them through immediately.

"Did you see that just now? He flinched the moment you drew the sign of the cross."

"I saw. It seems their loyalty toward the person called the Heavenly Demon is very strong."

"Loyalty and faith ought to be distinguished, though."

From the perspective of Asella’s group, who worshiped Aris more than anyone, the Heavenly Demon Cult was nothing short of an eyesore.

However, the true war of religion is missionary work, not holy war.

The reason Asella had personally come here was also to gather information and proselytize.

Above all, there was one more thing. Before entering the Heavenly Demon Palace, Asella checked the Gallery.

’Just like Ash-nim and Selena-nim earlier, countless famous users are gathered in one place.’

Not to mention those who were usually famous on the Gallery, there were also many who had deep friendships with Grylls.

It was safe to say that almost everyone had gathered, except for a few. Furthermore, Asella knew the identities of most of these users.

’I just need to confirm if the Heavenly Demon is truly the real Heavenly Demon.’

Although it was half-confirmed, she would only know for sure once they met face-to-face.

Thus, Asella’s group entered the Heavenly Demon Palace. Instead of going straight to the audience chamber, they first unpacked their luggage in the quarters where distinguished guests stayed.

Since each of them used a different room, there were no issues with their living arrangements.

"But isn’t there usually a separate lodging for distinguished guests instead of the palace?"

"They say they’re using the palace because the number of guests far exceeded the capacity. Apparently, the Heavenly Demon said anything is fine as long as it’s not the audience chamber or her own bedchamber."

"Is she surprisingly a person who bestows tolerance?"

’It’s not tolerance, she’s probably just too lazy to think about it.’ This response rose to the back of Asella’s throat.

Thus, each of them unpacked their luggage, and their guards, Reyna and Ludwig, waited quietly.

All that was left was for Asella to visit the audience chamber and face Heavenly Demon Yoo So-wol.

"Ten thousand years to the Heavenly Demon, absolute submission of all demons. I am the Demonic Brain, Wi Seol-ak. It is an honor to meet one who serves another heaven."

The person guiding her to the audience chamber was Wi Seol-ak.

Asella greeted his polite introduction by similarly drawing the sign of the cross.

Unlike the gatekeeper, Wi Seol-ak treated her as if nothing were amiss despite her drawing the sign of the cross.

He was even highly fluent in the language of the Holy Kingdom, to the point where Asella, who had not learned the Central Plains language, felt rather embarrassed.

"The Translation Orb is prepared, so you do not need to worry."

"Thank you for your consideration."

Fortunately, it seemed Wi Seol-ak would not need to translate continuously.

Thus, the two began to walk toward the audience chamber. The closer Asella got to the audience chamber, the more she felt a strange pressure.

A sensation like walking directly into a tiger’s mouth. Yet, she pressed forward regardless.

Kugoogoong-

Finally, the large door of the audience chamber opened, and Asella was able to face the woman seated on the throne.

The sole heaven of the Heavenly Demon Cult, and the being who would soon become the ruler of the Central Plains.

Heavenly Demon Yoo So-wol looked down at Asella while sitting on the throne in a haughty posture.

At first glance, it was close to a rude attitude, but a Hero was not formally equivalent to a king or emperor.

Currently, Asella was merely a representative. It was the same for other leaders.

Therefore, just as she was about to greet her politely, Asella saw it with her own eyes.

’Is that...?’

The flowerpot carefully placed on Yoo So-wol’s throne armrest.

Just like Ash’s, it was a flowerpot with only a bud, having not yet bloomed.

"..."

Asella’s eyes narrowed.

It was the moment suspicion turned into certainty.