I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 756

Lucas’s Brewery, discovered by Mountain’s exploration team, and the gatekeeper guarding its front.

The story of its existence spread faster than Mountain expected, and furthermore, led to a diplomatic dispute.

After all, although the entrance itself was in Mountain’s territory, the brewery was strictly within Alfheim’s territory.

Had the two countries yielded a step to each other, it might have been different, but Mountain had committed a major discourtesy first.

Thus, it was only a matter of time before rumors and information spread widely, reaching the ears of the Holy Kingdom of Avalon.

’To think such an incident would break out not long after my return... Is this Goddess Aris’s will telling me not to rest?’

Asella let out a deep sigh and organized the current situation.

The ruins discovered in Mountain were highly likely to be Lucas’s Brewery, as expected.

In particular, the gatekeeper guarding the brewery was a giant frog, which peculiarly demanded alcohol that suited its taste.

There was information that if its taste wasn’t satisfied, it had no intention of clearing the entrance to the brewery.

’If it were a gatekeeper of Goddess Aris or other gods, I would have dismissed it as nonsense.’

But Lucas was, then and now, a lover of alcohol who lived with it glued to his mouth.

It wouldn’t be particularly strange for his creation to love alcohol.

Because of this, Mountain was gathering all the brewing masters in the country to prepare.

However, exploring the ruins without Alfheim’s permission was clearly a major issue.

’It would be best to wait until Alfheim releases an official statement, but....’

Alfheim’s state was worse than expected.

The Elves did not trust the Senate, and the Senate was busy dividing power among themselves.

Asella hadn’t expected things to become this hopeless just because a single person was gone.

’Still, it’s a relief the Elf Queen’s survival was made known, otherwise....’

It would have been worse, certainly not better.

Asella sighed and slowly sorted out the situation.

For now, it was best to assume Avalon’s mediation as a baseline.

Both countries probably wanted that as well.

’But they aren’t nations that will listen easily.’

Something similar had happened last time.

When the conflict at the border intensified, she went through the trouble of mediating, only for them to fight again soon after.

It only prevented the powder keg filled with gunpowder from catching fire, but doing anything beyond that was tricky.

’Visiting for confirmation might be fine, but....’

Asella let out a deep sigh at the situation that seemed bound to get complicated.

Soon, she raised her head to check the Gallery to grasp the general public opinion.

Title) Honestly, can’t the Demon Race participate too?

(Roughly photo 1 of Mephisto-brand alcohol)

(Roughly photo 2 of Mephisto-brand alcohol)

(Photo of a Demon drinking Mephisto-brand alcohol)

Isn’t the beer made by the Demon Race tastier than the Dwarves’ these days?

So isn’t it fine if we, the Demon Race, go directly?

What did this crazy bastard just say?

Blue-skinned bastards with no roots talking nonsense;;

Isn’t it a fact? Who drinks Dwarf alcohol these days lol

Sweet and moderately bitter Demon alcohol is the best~

Title) Scared?

(Photo of a man laughing mockingly)

If you’re scared, why don’t you try presenting Demon alcohol too~

What if they say Demon alcohol actually tastes better?

What else? Lucas is now the god of the Demon Race, not the Dwarves lol

I’ve seen people get their lovers stolen, but getting their worshiped god stolen would be a first lol

It sounds like total bullshit, but the fact that there’s a possibility is hilarious lmao

Hilariously, the public opinion on the Gallery bounced in an unexpected direction.

The situation where the gatekeeper guarding the brewery loved alcohol was widely known.

Perhaps because of this, the Demon Race, who had recently shown prominence in brewing, subtly provoked them.

Although there was barely any reaction from Mephisto yet, there was no telling what would happen if they came out testing the waters.

’From Mountain’s perspective, they would foam at the mouth and refuse.’

Even if Mephisto made a demand, Mountain would violently refuse.

Mountain had more to lose than gain, and if by some chance the gatekeeper actually preferred the Demon Race’s alcohol, it would be a national disgrace.

The Gallery teased about their faith being stolen, but it was something that could actually happen.

’It wouldn’t be strange for Mountain to declare a holy war.’

Of course, from Mephisto’s perspective, there was barely any gain either.

No matter how pleasure-crazed the race was, they wouldn’t mess with a distant nation.

So they were highly likely to stay quiet, and they only needed to worry about Alfheim.

’Besides, there’s one person I’m worried about.’

It wasn’t Grylls.

It was Passing Dwarf, the Dwarf who usually exchanged with Grylls and brewed various alcohols.

Currently, he had received various support from Grylls and brewed alcohol with all kinds of rare ingredients.

He had even brewed alcohol with World Tree fruit and honey, which said it all.

Therefore, Mountain would bustle about to find Passing Dwarf.

’Furthermore, Grylls-nim personally passed down a recipe for Passing Dwarf. Mountain is bound to find it strange.’

The help given to prevent Passing Dwarf from being conscripted had returned like a boomerang.

This was a situation even Grylls hadn’t expected at all, and it was awkward for him to help directly.Read the latest chapters at novelping(.)com.

Because the more he helped, the more Passing Dwarf would inevitably be suspected.

’I should help him.’

In this current situation, the only person who could help Grylls was herself, the Hero.

Visiting Mountain under the pretext of discussing matters as the Hero, and then finding Passing Dwarf.

Since Mountain was already gathering numerous brewing masters nationwide, she could find Passing Dwarf too.

[Don’t Abandon the Hero: Grylls-nim! By any chance, are you available to talk right now!]

[Wild Grylls: Yes. What is it?]

[Don’t Abandon the Hero: It’s about a matter related to Passing Dwarf-nim!]

Asella informed Grylls of her plan.

That she would personally visit Mountain so that no harm would come to Passing Dwarf.

And that since her pretext was solid, he shouldn’t worry too much.

’He will surely be pleased, right?’

So please praise me quickly. Asella anticipated with a swelling heart.

If she had a tail, wouldn’t it be wagging back and forth?

But her expectations were completely missed.

[Wild Grylls: Hmm... thank you for the offer, but I don’t think that will be necessary?]

[Don’t Abandon the Hero: Pardon?]

Because Grylls flatly said there was no need to go that far.

Just as Asella’s thoughts ground to a halt, he mentioned the reason.

[Wild Grylls: I had a brief chat with Passing Dwarf earlier. I offered to help if I could, but he said he’s participating of his own accord, so I don’t need to.]

At those words, Asella quickly checked the conversation exchanged between Grylls and Passing Dwarf.

It was a message exchanged just moments ago, and indeed contained such content.

’...I got ahead of myself.’

Asella made a gloomy expression.

She had stepped forward to get praised, only to end up embarrassed.

[Wild Grylls: I’m really grateful that you wanted to help me. Still, I don’t want you to suffer because of me. Haven’t you been very busy since I descended anyway?]

[Don’t Abandon the Hero: If it’s Grylls-nim’s request, I can dedicate my entire body to serve!]

[Wild Grylls: Thank you. But you know that if Asella has a hard time, I get sad too, right? Take care of yourself.]

Her gloominess was short-lived; receiving Grylls’s encouragement made her feel energized again.

Asella decided to do what she could, just as he said.

’I have to visit Mountain once anyway! While I’m at it, I should find Passing Dwarf if I can!’

Since she had already set her plan, nothing really changed.

At most, it was collecting information about Mountain’s culture.

Thus, Asella gathered information without distinguishing between reality and the Gallery.

She didn’t forget to perform her duties as the Orange Badge in between.

Since it was a sensitive matter between nations, there were plenty of people who needed to be banned.

Title) Emptied my rice chest to make alcohol

(Photo of a completely empty rice chest)

I even raided the rice chest, putting my family’s honor on the line to brew, but the result is disappointing.

Is it right to keep doing this?

You’re going to end up raiding the storehouse at this rate, you bastard;;

Are there still people who use rice chests these days?

More than you think. You just use the rice chest and store it in a cool warehouse.

Wild Grylls) What? Did you store barley in the rice chest?

Then what else would you put in a rice chest?

Wild Grylls) Crown Prince Sado?

What’s that? Is it a grain from your era?

Wild Grylls) No, it’s a person.

Why the fuck would you put a person in a rice chest?;;

Wild Grylls) In the past, a certain king put his son in a rice chest and experimented to see when he would die.

Is he crazy? Isn’t he a psychopath?

Wow;; the class of the gods is no joke;;

Oh my god lol

Internal Cultivation Master Robert) One of my ancestors died trapped in a tower, but that is indeed severe.

"...."

She was momentarily dazed by the shocking history of the gods delivered by Grylls, but quickly moved past it.

She heard that it wasn’t the era Grylls himself lived in, but an even older one.

’W-Well, humanity paradoxically shines brighter the lower it falls...!’

Asella hastily snapped out of it and searched for information.

Since she was scheduled to visit Mountain soon, she also had to manage the Gallery’s public opinion.

[Don’t Abandon the Hero: Princess Chaenggu-nim!]

[Don’t Abandon the Hero: (Roughly a photo of a Gallery post where Princess Chaenggu is trolling)]

[Don’t Abandon the Hero: As someone who became a Blue Badge, you shouldn’t write things like this!!]

[Princess Chaenggu: It’s fun, can’t I do it just once, no, three more times?]

[Don’t Abandon the Hero: No!!!]

Asella had truly become busy.

No, in fact, it was safe to say there wasn’t a single day she wasn’t busy.

[Don’t Abandon the Hero: What are the others doing! I’m busy enough as it is!]

[Heavenly Demon: This lady is busy carrying out a monumental task.]Get faster updates on novelрing.com.

[Don’t Abandon the Hero: Then what about Sword Matstar-nim?]

[Princess Chaenggu: Seeing as there’s no reply, she must be sleeping?]

[Don’t Abandon the Hero: What!]

Asella felt a slight headache coming on.

While Asella was busy managing the Gallery’s public opinion.

Sword Matstar, Ash, had returned home and was taking a long-awaited rest.

Of course, just because she was resting didn’t mean she put her duties on the back burner.

She had sent her broken sword to Grylls for repairs and also wrote a report to submit to her superiors.

But she looked forward to the most important task: printing the photos.

Printing the photos taken with the recording crystal ball.

Normally, it would be easier to leave it to an expert, but Ash did it herself.

Because these photos were things that must absolutely never be leaked outside.

Thanks to that, she struggled a bit but was able to develop most of the photos she had taken.

Most were landscapes or street photos taken during the Heavenly God Martial Festival.

But putting all of those aside, there were photos she wanted the most.

"Ehehe."

Lying face down on her bed, Ash let out a silly laugh.

Her characteristic toothy grin was prominent, showing just how happy she was.

After all, what was held in her hands were photos taken together with Grylls.

Starting from standing affectionately together, to Ash giving him a surprise kiss on the cheek.

To a stranger, they would look like an affectionate couple, and indeed, their relationship was that close.

Although they were temporarily apart due to the mission Grylls had imposed on himself, she could endure this.

’I’ll endure by looking at these photos until we meet again.’

Anyone watching would call her foolishly infatuated.

But Ash could proudly tell those people: So what if I am?

’What’s wrong with being infatuated? As long as I’m happy.’

Seuk-

Just as she was looking at the photos with a happy smile.

Perhaps because she was caught up in happiness and let her guard down, Ash realized too late that a shadow had fallen over her head.

At the same time, she felt a presence behind her. Ash flinched and slowly turned her head.

"Hmm~"

"...."

"What is our daughter smiling so happily about?"

It was her mother.

Ash’s mother stood with her hands on her hips, wearing a fresh smile.

As Ash froze up, her mother shifted her gaze toward the photos.

"Hmm? Who is the man in that photo? Could he be the lover you mentioned before?"

"M-Mom. That’s..."

"Don’t be shy, show your mom too."

Ssok!

Her mother snatched the photo from Ash’s hand before permission was even given.

Ash was also flustered, so her reaction was bound to be slow.

"Oh my. My son-in-law is quite handsome and gentle-looking. Looking at his face, he’s from the Central Plains."

"M-Mom. You see..."

"But I feel like I’ve seen him somewhere..."

"C-Central Plains people have many similar faces, don’t they?"

Ash had made an unintentionally racially biased remark.

But to hide Grylls’s identity, there was no better excuse.

Fortunately, Ash’s mother didn’t seem to want to press the issue and let it slide casually.

"Bring my son-in-law to our house later. Ah, by the way, what does he do for a living?"

"He’s an a-adventurer. So he has a ton of money too."

"Money is the least needed thing in our house. Character is what matters, character."

He was the Chief God who defeated the dragons and returned the world to humanity, so there was no way his character was bad.

Besides, since he usually had a soft, kind side, there was no need to worry.

"B-But why did you suddenly come to my room?"

Ash hastily retrieved the photos from her mother’s hand.

Her mother also had no intention of teasing her further and readily returned them.

"It’s nothing else, but His Majesty has requested a personal audience. It seems to be quite a serious matter."

"What is it about?"

Ash asked, carefully hiding the photos under her pillow.

How troublesome must it be for him to come through her family instead of asking her directly?

Soon, the request her mother brought up was:

"He requested an exploration of the Forest of the Four Seasons."

"The Forest of the Four Seasons?"

"Yes. It seems they intend to enter quite deeply with an expeditionary force this time."

It gave Ash a strange feeling.

’...If I’m lucky, might I be able to meet Grylls?’

A delusion that was barely a delusion was a bonus.