I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 822

In the past, Gu-chil was the last (?) legacy of the Blood Cult that once ruled the martial world, and a survivor of the Forest of the Four Seasons.

By surviving in the Forest of the Four Seasons for a long time, he was able to steadily build up his physical build.

Even though in the process, he had to work as a servant for Wiheuk, the successor of the Blood Cult, fell ill, and so on.

Though he experienced many sorrowful things as a human being, he stubbornly endured and succeeded in surviving.

Particularly, true to its name, the Forest of the Four Seasons was littered with rare herbs and fruits.

Through this, he steadily built up his physical build and even gained recognition from the gorilla pack, taking a step closer to his original goal.

After all, wasn’t the martial arts of Wiheuk, the descendant of Wi Ho-chang, deep enough to shake the martial world with great fame when he stepped into it?

Thus, he had no doubt that it was only a matter of time before he could take Wiheuk out and rebuild the Blood Cult.

’Just what kind of bastard is he...’

That was, until he was thoroughly thrashed by Grylls.

Even though Wiheuk had won before, he didn’t know what Grylls had eaten, but the difference in physical build was severe.

From what he heard, while Wiheuk’s martial arts level was higher, Grylls’s physical build and skill were on a rampaging level.

Because of this, he tried to bide his time under Grylls, but even that was meaningless.

Since he was banished under the guise of an experiment, dropping out of nowhere into a place filled with fog.

Fortunately, that fog zone was a gathering place for survivors of the Forest of the Four Seasons.

’As expected, the Blood Demon is protecting me!’

Gu-chil was deeply moved.

When he first dropped into the Forest of the Four Seasons, it was a deserted island.

He barely escaped that deserted island, only to be swallowed by some whale and drift around for a while.

Since he met Wiheuk, the successor of Wi Ho-chang, afterward, his survival luck was incredibly good.

’Great. I will preach the greatness of the Blood Cult to them!’

Very fortunately, with the help of the ’Elders’, he entered Large Field without a hitch.

If it had been in the past, he might have harbored thoughts of subduing those Elders, but his tearful survival story had taught him ’humility’.

Since it wasn’t just once or twice that he had been counter-attacked after recklessly wielding power, he calmly harbored a sinister plot.

Thus, the Large Field he entered was a place far more prosperous than Gu-chil had imagined, and thanks to that, adapting was not difficult.

In particular, he was quite shocked by the fact that the descendants of the Mythological Era dragons, namely the Divine Dragons, lived here.

"You’re saying the Blood Cult was the greatest in the nation called the Central Plains?"

"Of course. If you want, I can teach you the martial arts of the Blood Cult as well."

He also resolved the language barrier without difficulty.

Large Field used quite a variety of languages, and the language of the Central Plains was one of them.

Moreover, quite a few residents were curious about life outside the fog, making Gu-chil’s proselytizing very easy.

Since longing for the outside world grows day by day in isolated areas, he took advantage of that.

Bbi-ik!

"Outsider. Preaching religions and ideologies outside of common sense is forbidden."

If only it weren’t a taboo of the town.

At a point where various books were strictly forbidden, Gu-chil’s actions were a clear taboo.

The residents of Large Field were merely curious about the lifestyle of the Central Plains, and they couldn’t help but find Gu-chil’s preaching uncomfortable.

"Ha. Do you think you can break my loyalty to the Blood Cult with that?"

"If you cause a disturbance, you will stand trial under the authority of the Elders."

"Go ahead and try to try this body! Before that, this Gu-chil will occupy this place!"

He was subdued in less than thirty seconds.

Even if their bloodlines were mixed, the residents of Large Field were descendants of the Divine Dragon.

In particular, the security forces were selected from those with strong martial power, and they were individuals who had explored the perilous fog.

Compared to dealing with the monsters that appeared there, subduing Gu-chil, who was strong ’only’ in physical build, was not difficult.

"Since the outsider doesn’t know any better, we shall give him a chance."

"Be warned that if such an incident occurs again in the future, you will be banished."

Fortunately, the Elders whom he faced once again forgave Gu-chil generously.

Whether they had a good first impression of him or it was out of simple curiosity, he couldn’t tell.

Learning of this, Gu-chil felt relieved inwardly but harbored another sinister plot.

’Yes. Someday, I will subdue those beings called Elders. To do that, I must stay by their side.’

His loyalty to the Blood Cult was truly of an unbending level that would make one tongue-tied.

The reason he survived to the end in the Forest of the Four Seasons, where survival was known to be nearly impossible, might have been due to that unique stubbornness.

Because he had willingly set foot in the Forest of the Four Seasons for the second coming of the Blood Cult, not to die.

Therefore, Gu-chil bowed his head and apologized for causing a disturbance, and the Elders also showed tolerance.

"Will you grant me the honor of assisting by the Elders’ side?"

"We have no need for such things."

"Since we have ourselves, you should adapt to Large Field."

He made painstaking efforts to somehow stay by the Elders’ side.

Though the Elders’ way of speaking was somewhat strange, he brushed it aside as nothing major.

According to what he heard from the villagers, the Elders’ martial power was assumed to be considerably strong.This chapter is updated first at n‌ovelping.com.

"No. My heart has already been captured not by the Blood Cult, but by the founders of Large Field."

"You respect us more than that martial artist named Wi Ho-chang or whatever?"

"Yes." "Hoho. You flatter us too much. We shall observe."

"Thank you!"

Though he spoke thus, he watched for an opportunity to stab them in the back at any moment.

However, that resolve was broken in less than a week. Jjwaaaaak!

"Wh-what is this...?"

"Ah. You must not have known. The guards who protect our side are also entirely us."

"Still, since it is ultimately us, we were bored, but thanks to you, it will be amusing for a while."

The guard unit that protected the Elders.

The moment he saw those guards being ’absorbed’ by the Elders, he couldn’t help but gasp in horror.

’C-could they be Necromancers?’

Necromancy was one of the quite famous arts even in the Central Plains.

Without going far, isn’t the famous Jiangshi a form of Necromancy?

Furthermore, unlike the Western Kingdoms where Necromancy was banned late due to the Immortal King incident, it had been a forbidden art in the Central Plains since long ago.

It wasn’t because a specific faction like the Blood Cult had caused trouble, but because Jiangshi had been used in the internal struggles of the Imperial Court.

In any case, the revelation that the Elders were Necromancers was highly disconcerting to Gu-chil.

’There was a reason they defied the heavenly laws and maintained a long lifespan.’

Thus, he made a swift judgment.

To postpone subduing them with force until he found a definitive weakness of the Elders.

Since a single mistake could turn him into the ’we’ mentioned by the Elders, he was busy brown-nosing.

As several months passed like that, he continued his blood-drying tightrope walk, and in the process, he even discovered the secrets of Large Field.

"E-Elder? Wh-why... Aaaargh!"

Jjwaaaaak!

They had even absorbed residents who had aged or violated taboos multiple times.

The residents were completely unaware of this, being ’reared’ rather than ruled.

"Th-this is..."

"Ah. We forgot that you were here, Gu-chil."

"Since we are also living organisms, must we not eat something to survive?"

"Oh. This immigrant possesses knowledge that can bring about a leap in agricultural development. Let us utilize it."

Even the fact that they were developing Large Field through the knowledge and know-how of the absorbed residents.

It was a horrific truth in many ways, but Gu-chil realized.

’But what can I do?’

He had already entered the tiger’s den.

If he had lived as an ordinary resident of Large Field, it might be different, but he was already in a position of guarding the Elders’ side.

Gu-chil watched for opportunities in his spare time while walking an extreme tightrope.

Because this loyalty to the Blood Cult was the one thing he could not abandon.

No, to be precise, it was no exaggeration to say that his loyalty was what maintained Gu-chil’s ego.

"Gu-chil, when are you going to marry a resident of Large Field?"

"I do not have anyone in mind yet!"

"Is that so? Then we can pick someone out for you."

"That is fine!"

He had absolutely no intention of burying his bones here.

As long as those monsters called Elders ruled Large Field, this place was no different from a ’rearing pen’.

After a long time had passed, just as Gu-chil felt an inexplicable sense of isolation, "We hear there is an outsider who wishes to see you, Gu-chil."

"Me?"

"Yes. We hear he used to order you around like a servant?"

"???"

Though he was puzzled by the Elder’s incomprehensible words, he temporarily moved to another spot.

Before long, the person who appeared before Gu-chil was a face all too familiar to him.

"Y-you are...!"

"There’s no... grease on your face. Why are you so thin?" The culprit who had sent him to this rearing pen,

It was Grylls.

Beside him was a member of the Long-Eared Tribe (Elf), whose beauty was hard to describe with mere words.

Though numerous beauties existed in Large Field, they paled in comparison to this member of the Long-Eared Tribe.

’...Just what happened to this guy that he even has a member of the Long-Eared Tribe by his side?’

While someone was busy walking a tightrope day by day, another was accompanied by such a beauty.

Gu-chil, who had no way of knowing the outside situation, felt his stomach twist with jealousy, but at the same time, he thought.

That a lifeline had just been lowered before him.

That he had to grab onto this lifeline to escape from this rearing pen.

So there was only one thing he could do right now.

"...Who are you?"

To shamelessly pretend not to know him. Though it was too late since he had already reacted, he had to do this now to survive.This story is hosted at novelping . com.

Grylls was not slow-witted either, immediately grasping Gu-chil’s scheme.

"Hey."

"Y-yes?"

"Say ’Wi Ho-chang is a son of a bitch’."

"..."

He began the ideological verification.

I didn’t know what scheme this guy was plotting, but what I needed was Gu-chil’s information.

I was scheduled to stay in Large Field for the time being, and I had to find out the Elders’ true purpose as soon as possible.

Though it was a simple goal of ’wanting to live’, it smelled even more dangerous because of that.

’He said he guarded the Elders’ side for quite a long time, so he must know their secrets...’

Yet, Gu-chil playing dumb with me was a bit absurd.

If he had pretended not to know from the very beginning, I might have wondered, ’Did this guy also get got by the Elders?’

The gas mask guy was such a case. But this guy wasn’t.

"...I do not know who Wi Ho-chang is. I cannot insult someone I do not know."

"He’s a bad guy, so you can insult him."

"Is it okay to insult someone just because they are a bad guy?"

"Yeah. He was a great arch-demon who killed people recklessly, so of course you can."

I replied nonchalantly.

As he struggled to avoid insulting him, such sophistry came out.

It was quite funny to see him trying not to get caught in a trap when everything was already exposed.

"Even so, I cannot tolerate insulting someone I have never met."

"...Fine. Do as you wish. The reason I called you is nothing major. I called you to ask if this is a livable place."

"Large Field is a paradise. It is a truly wonderful place to live."

"Are you saying that after looking in a mirror?"

Large Field was a place where food was extremely abundant.

They steadily raised livestock through various know-how and technology, even distributing it for free.

At the very least, it was a structure where one couldn’t starve to death, yet Gu-chil was so thin that his cheeks were hollow.

This meant that it was highly likely he became like this due to layers of accumulated stress.

Disease wasn’t the cause either, as I had heard their medicine was top-notch, so it could be cured quickly.

I heard they could easily cure even cancer, the ultimate boss of diseases, so what about other things?

"Whatever. I’ve received the Elder’s permission, so I’ll be staying in Large Field for the time being. He said I could use you as a guide."

"I have an obligation to assist by the Elder’s side..."

"Then it can’t be helped. Elia, let’s get up."

"Yes."

"Wa-a-a-it!"

It was just as I was about to stand up, not liking his dragging.

Gu-chil, perhaps realizing he couldn’t push any further, urgently called out to me.

"S-since it is a task directly designated by the Elder, I will gladly do it."

"I said I don’t need it."

"I cannot cause trouble for the Elder."

Was he losing his mind, going back and forth like this?

Well, since he said he guarded the Elders’ side rather than just living in Large Field, it was understandable.

And so, taking Gu-chil with us, we were able to return to Large Field.

In the process, I was able to obtain various pieces of information from Gu-chil.

"...This place is practically a rearing pen?"

"Y-yes. No, I saw it! I saw it clearly with my own two eyes! They absorbed residents who aged or harbored a longing for the outside!"

I learned the cold truth from Gu-chil.

Though I had already guessed it, hearing it directly from the person involved was horrific.

’How should I overcome this...’

While going through these worries, I searched for Lackey.

"Master. Can’t we live here?"

"..."

"It’s really nice to live here."

I had no choice but to look pathetically at Lackey, who was enjoying busking on the street.

Anyway, putting this behind me, I first sent a message to Asella.

[Don’t Abandon the Hero: You want me to steadily supply Holy Water, right? Yes! Understood!]

[Wild Grylls: I’m sorry for always bothering you.]

[Don’t Abandon the Hero: It’s okay! If you really feel sorry, please praise me when you come outside!]

First, I should prepare the Holy Water bombs step by step.