I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 714

The sky stretched out wide, as if to cover the mountain range.

Right in front of the mountain range, the two women stood facing each other.

Black hair and white hair.

A black Dragon Robe that covered her entire body yet highlighted her dignity.

On the contrary, light white clothing that accentuated her curved figure and firm muscles.

Even from afar, they were two contrasting women, and because even their races were different, they stood out even more.

"..."

"..."

Neither woman opened her mouth first. They spoke only with their expressions.

Yoo So-wol wore an arrogant expression with one corner of her mouth raised, while Ash glared fiercely with her arms crossed.

Though they were glaring at each other, their expressions were strangely similar. It looked as if they were sneering, yet also as if they had met an entertaining opponent.

Who could have predicted such a meeting? Not to mention Aris, even Grylls, who was suffering like a dog in the Forest of the Four Seasons, wouldn’t have predicted it.

Of course, even if he had predicted it, there was nothing he could have done. Rather, describing this meeting itself as fateful was more than fitting.

"So, are you just going to keep staring? Or are you staring because my face is pretty?"

Ash spoke first in a sly tone. Not in a polite manner, but in her usual way of speaking.

However, that tone was by no means friendly. It was not much different from a prickly porcupine.

After all, she was the fixed nick, Heavenly Demon, who was always busy growling in the Gallery.

She already disliked her, but seeing her appear right before her eyes was both absurd and hilarious.

’Normally, feeling awkward would be the default, but...’

No matter how much they bared their teeth and growled at each other, once they had a ’real-life meet-up’, they would generally become as gentle as sheep.

That was because, unlike in the Gallery, they had far too much to lose in reality.

Social status, honor, name, and so on. If they got caught up in something wrong, they could lose everything.

Furthermore, real-life meet-ups were one of the ’taboos’ passed down through generations in the Gallery. This didn’t change even when the Orange Badge changed.

As had been consistently mentioned before, there was a precedent where, after a real-life meet-up in Alfheim, all the Dark Elves were kicked out.

It was a historic dark age that classified Elves and Dark Elves, who were originally of one root, into separate ’races’ rather than ethnic groups.

Therefore, real-life meet-ups were strictly forbidden, but meeting ’by chance’ like this was an exception.

In the first place, for such a coincidence to occur, they had to break through astronomical odds.

"So, do you have anything to say, Heavenly Demon-nim?"

Ash asked the Heavenly Demon, Yoo So-wol, in a sarcastic tone.

Whether in reality or in the Gallery, Yoo So-wol held the reputation of the ’Heavenly Demon’. It was practically a double entendre.

There was no way Yoo So-wol wouldn’t know this. She slowly tilted her head back and said with a cold smile:

"It seems I must pull out that tongue of yours for you to come to your senses."

"Pull it out if you can."

Hwoong!

The moment Ash’s sarcasm ended, Yoo So-wol’s figure vanished like a mirage.

A movement so rapid that an afterimage remained and the wind rushed in belatedly.

An ordinary person would still have their eyes fixed on the afterimage, but Ash was a superhuman who far surpassed ordinary people.

Kwaak!

Thus, she was able to block Yoo So-wol’s hand, which was trying to pull out her tongue, well in advance.

Because before her hand could even touch her mouth, she snatched her wrist and immediately stopped it.

Ash found it absurd that Yoo So-wol had actually tried to pull out her tongue, but she immediately launched a counterattack.

Hwiik!

Ash struck down on Yoo So-wol’s captured wrist with the edge of her hand. A faint aura flickered at the edge of her hand, which was no less sharp than any famous sword.

At this rate, Yoo So-wol’s wrist would have been clean severed.

Peok!

However, Yoo So-wol lightly parried it with her bare hand. The path of Ash’s hand-strike was slightly deflected, grazing her wrist by a hair’s breadth.

They had exchanged offense and defense in less than a single second.

Kinetic vision, physical ability to match it, and lastly, mana capacity, and so on.

If even one of these had been lacking, she would have suffered a hollow defeat, but because everything was perfect, the exchange could take place.

Peok! Peok! Tak!

But the exchange did not end.

The two engaged in a fierce bare-handed clash. It was dizzying to watch, with multiple afterimages remaining.

But what was even more surprising was their expressions. They were wearing relaxed smiles, as if it were nothing.

They didn’t take their eyes off each other’s faces for even a second. It was confusing whether it was a battle of pride or pure skill.

Kwaang!!!

The long clash finally came to an end. Ash’s fist was blocked by Yoo So-wol’s palm.

Along with it, the wind erupted violently, blowing gusts in all directions. The hair of both women fluttered wildly.You are reading on novelping dot com, the official source.

Yoo So-wol’s wrist, which she had tried to pull her tongue with at the very beginning, was still held in Ash’s hand.

It was far from a proper attack, and calling it a mere probe was an understatement. Yet, it had generated tremendous destructive power.

Yoo So-wol’s defense, which easily blocked it, was also extraordinary. Thus, the two stared at each other for a long time.

"..."

"..."

After a moment, without either saying a word, the two slowly let go of each other.

Yoo So-wol’s captured wrist was freed. However, neither of their legs moved at all.

Unlike just moments ago, they were now facing each other right in front of their noses. Their respective gazes were directed precisely at each other’s eyes.

"...You are an interesting fellow."

"I’ll take that as a compliment."

"That attitude of yours is the same in the Gallery and here."

"Look who’s talking. I never imagined there would be someone whose way of speaking in the Gallery and in reality is exactly the same."

Both women spoke with smiles. Although no hands or feet were flying, it felt like a fierce battle.

Indeed, as the saying goes, a single sharp word can often slay a person.

Now was not much different. Perhaps it was even more terrifying than the physical clash just now.

"I thought you were consumed by your online persona, but to think you weren’t. What would people think if they knew?"

"Is it not better than the ’Ice Maiden (Ice Woman)’ who courts the benefactor day in and day out?"

"Ice Maiden?"

"Look it up."

Ash knit her brows for a moment before immediately accessing the Gallery. It probably wasn’t a good meaning.

Yoo So-wol waited for her leisurely. Rather, she anticipated it.

Because ’Ice Maiden’ was a Central Plains slang term referring to a woman who had long passed marriageable age—an old maid.

Udeuk—

She found it. Yoo So-wol wore a deep smile, as if there were no need to hide her emotions.

Beyond the twitching beneath Ash’s eyes, it was detected that the veins on her temples were slightly bulging.

She tried her best to hide her emotions in her own way, but it was too obvious.

"Ice Maiden... The Central Plains has quite a few interesting expressions."

"It is not for nothing that we have produced poets who will remain in history forever."

"But aren’t you the last person who should be saying that, Heavenly Demon-nim? You browse the Gallery so enthusiastically that you leave the first comment on Grylls-ssi’s posts every single day."

"That is simply because others are too slow."

"Are you sure it’s not because you’re thinking about when his posts will go up every day like a stalker?"

"Why, are you jealous of constantly losing first place to this lady?"

The two women exchanged fierce arguments.

Although there was clearly no physical damage, every single word became a dagger, busy stabbing each other.

Even their expressions grew similarly gloomy, as if radiating a murderous intent to kill if things went south.

"Shaaak?! Shaaaaa!"

To the point where even a venomous snake, faithful to its instincts, was startled and fled in a hurry.

In fact, a faint wind was blowing around them. The momentum emanating from the two collided, generating the wind.

"And you called me an Ice Maiden earlier... but do you not know Grylls-ssi’s age, Heavenly Demon-nim? Grylls-ssi is actually incredibly old~"

"Do you wish to say it does not matter because he is a Heavenly God whose age is over several hundred? What an amusing excuse. The most important thing is one’s own judgment."

"If we’re going by that, I’m also eternally twenty. Since my realm is what it is, I don’t age easily either."

"..."

Yoo So-wol had rarely felt dumbfounded. Normally, she was the type to overlook things generously, as befitting the Heavenly Demon.

But when Ash said such things, she didn’t know what to make of it. She couldn’t tell if she was being shameless or confident.

Why couldn’t she tell? It was simple. Because it was an extremely rational answer.

Once one reached the Profound Realm, it was safe to say their body practically stopped aging. They would only mature, and aging would never occur.

Therefore, Ash’s beauty would be maintained until she died. Then one might ask when a person who had entered the Profound Realm would die.

Most ascended to heaven through Ascension to Immortality. A mortal body could not withstand a realm above the Profound Realm.

’If it were the benefactor’s body, that might be a different story.’

The Chief God in his prime had displayed martial prowess that could hardly be called human, throwing mountains and slaughtering dragons of the mythical era.

Anyway, brushing this aside, she returned to the main point. Yoo So-wol quickly pulled herself out of her daze.

"...Your thick skin is no different in the Gallery or in reality."

"It’s not a thick skin; just like you, Heavenly Demon-nim, I’m the same in reality and in the Gallery."

"This lady at least does not hide her base desires in reality."

"Are you sure? Even with your hand on your heart?"

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At Ash’s blatant interrogation, Yoo So-wol’s mouth shut. She had been got again.

The initial old maid attack had been good, but she was gradually starting to lose the argument.

This was only natural, as Ash, being a noble, had entered politics whether voluntarily or involuntarily.

Furthermore, she had risen to the position of commander of the Imperial Guard, the ultimate destination for a knight.

If she had ’only’ been strong in martial power, she would never have attained it. Even after entering seclusion, her senses had not rusted.

Although it wasn’t a sense meant to be used at times like this, she was putting it to good use, so she didn’t care.

’How strange. This lady was almost always dominant in the Gallery...’

Yoo So-wol stared at Ash with furrowed brows.

Usually in the Gallery, Ash would act up and Yoo So-wol would lightly refute her.

Although there were times when Ash scraped at her nerves, it was extremely rare.

But now was different. Ash held the initiative firmly.

She wondered why, and soon realized.

’It is because stories related to the benefactor came up.’

Ash had consistently shown it. That Grylls was her man.

On the other hand, what about Yoo So-wol? She hesitated and avoided mentioning it as much as possible.

Why? Because she was embarrassed. As the Heavenly Demon, and as a woman.

Above all, the conservative mindset unique to the Central Plains also played a part. In many ways, Yoo So-wol was bound to be at a disadvantage.

Yet, bringing her feelings out proudly was also difficult. Had she not expressed them indirectly even in the anonymous Gallery because she was embarrassed?

On the other hand, Ash didn’t care about any of that and went straight ahead. At this moment, she envied that shamelessness.

"Hreung~"

There was no way Ash wouldn’t know this. Yoo So-wol’s gaze, which had been confident until just now, had lowered slightly.

As if recognizing that she firmly held the initiative, she leisurely crossed her arms and said:

"Don’t tell me you treated him like that when you can’t even speak up? That’s not it, right?"

"...This lady must maintain her dignity."

"Dignity? Di-gni-ty? Do you really like Grylls-ssi?"

"In any case, this lady and the benefactor are destined to look at the same sky, so what is the issue?"

"As expected of a Central Plains person, your poetic expression is cool. But..."

Ash trailed off and brought her face close. Yoo So-wol flinched at that, but she didn’t back down and faced her.

But she couldn’t stop her gaze from shaking. Ash had probably noticed this too.

This feeling of being gradually pushed into a corner as a woman, rather than the Heavenly Demon. She had never felt it before.

"Do you really think Grylls-ssi will be with you, Heavenly Demon-nim?"

"It is amusing that you clearly think the same of yourself."

"Of course. Do you remember? When Grylls-ssi was attacked by Mad Dog and suffered a major injury to his arm."

No matter how supreme the Heavenly Demon was, she was ultimately just a human. She couldn’t help but be flustered by things she hadn’t experienced.

Ash had already engaged in a sort of competition with Selena.

Furthermore, arguments were originally a matter of momentum. Even if logic was lacking, one could win if their voice was loud.

"Maybe because I helped him without asking for anything in return back then, but Grylls-ssi kept saying that once he got out, he would come to meet me first. Although last Christmas was close to an accident, so he met someone else first."

"From the circumstances, I understand he met this lady first."

"Yes. That’s right. I didn’t know it was real when I saw it in the Gallery... but seeing you now, I’m certain. But do you know what?"

In the Central Plains, there is a saying: ’Three acts of patience can even prevent murder.’

No one knew where the character for ’patience’ came from, but in any case, it meant that endurance was important.

"I kissed Grylls-ssi back then."

"...What?"

"A kiss. K-i-s-s. A kiss on the lips."

But conversely, if those three times were all exhausted...

"...You insolent bitch."

One had no choice but to harbor genuine murderous intent.

Kwaang! Kwang! Kwakwakwang!

A plain far from the Heavenly Demon Palace. A fierce battle was taking place there.

Although it was quite a distance from the palace, because it was a plain, the sound carried far.

Because of this, sensitive people wondered, "What is that sound?" but quickly went back to focusing on the festival.

"Hreung~ What interesting people."

Except for just one person, a demon who was absolutely crazy about battles.

"I’m curious, should I go take a look at what’s happening?"

The Trolling Princess—no, Demon Princess Kaylin—expressed her interest.