Chapter 21

Title: Kraaak Why, Why, Why?

Author: Lloyd

(Image of a writhing in pain meme)

(Meme of fellow knights rushing in from all directions to hold down a limb each)

Kraaak!!!

Kraaak!!!

– Wh-why is this guy acting like this?

– ??? What’s happening?

– LOL, is a demon lord about to descend?

– LMAO, seriously? This isn’t some card game!

Title: Dogshit Dogshit Dogshit Dogshit Dogshit

Author: Lloyd

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K/raa/ak, shit!!!!

(Image of a wound sizzling and healing)

(Close-up of the knight writhing in pain, featuring some ointment)

Hey, Head of the Gallery!!! Thanks to you, my wound has healed!!!

I love this damn ointment, you bastard!!!!

– Head of the Gallery☆) LOL, welcome!

– LMAO, you devil, seriously?!

– LOL, “welcome” my ass, haha!

– But still, as a knight, he must have some endurance; why is he rolling around on the floor?

– What even is this situation? Did he lose a limb?

– If it had been rubbed in like a strong ointment, maybe for about 5 seconds…

– ???

– (Image of a muscular display blended with ointment)

– LOL, what even is this?

In another world, there existed peculiar folk remedies.

Surprisingly, the way to combat these was quite simple.

Title: Me

Author: Head of the Gallery☆

(Image of “Can you feel the difference in power?”)

Don’t bring those weird folk remedies here!

I’m gonna slather you with ointment, LOL!

– Shit, this isn’t some tyrannical regime!

– Pain from not listening vs Pain from listening.

– Please don’t do this…

– Sure~ try applying some ointment, you idiot, LOL, just making up your mind is enough!

Both knight Lloyd and Evelyn received perfect healing in no time.

Thanks to that, the Gallery no longer doubted me with strange nonsense.

Next, I wrote about methods to prevent issues like infections beforehand.

Title: Me

Author: Head of the Gallery☆

(Image with a white background showing hands being washed)

Wash your hands!

– Why should I?

– Or just apply some ointment!

– Sorry!

If an explanation can’t be given, we have to come up with reasons to justify it.

And that reason was the ointment.

Of course, I couldn’t convince everyone with just this.

– Hey, isn’t it better to wash with milk?

– ✨ It’s white and divine, it purifies even the filth on your hands, right?

The Gallery’s Gallery would always have someone trying to understand.

– Head of the Gallery☆) Yea, so I’m saying wash with water, right?

– ?

– Head of the Gallery☆) Water is transparent after all.

– Head of the Gallery☆) Being transparent means it’s clean and pure without any hide.

– Head of the Gallery☆) If you wash your hands with that, of course the filthy evil curses will wash off, right?

– !

– Oh?

– Could it be?

Setting it to a suitable level of understanding convinced even the most stubborn members of the Gallery.

Having conveyed the prevention methods over, I still had to come up with a reason to insist on washing with the ointment.

Now, what was left…

Title: Adding New Items to the Marketplace

Author: Head of the Gallery☆

Created a category for medical supplies and added:

Bandages, gauze, antiseptic, okay?

Don’t die, be sure to write at least one post in the Gallery!

– Head of the Gallery, are you a god?

– God-head, are you the master?

– Thanks, Head of the Gallery, you saved my mother!

– I hurt my leg, and they said the doctor had to cut it off, but after applying the ointment, it healed by the next day!

– Can the doctor really cut off a leg?

– I’m a doctor, so I agree with this.

– Wasn’t that just someone who wanted to cut off someone else’s leg?

Thanks to this, awareness was raised to a certain degree.

The treatment of randomly opening up skulls or cutting off limbs for a mere wound was reduced.

Finally, I was able to return to lurking, calmly searching through each informative post.

“Still, given the size of the Gallery, there’s no need to feel regret about a stagnation in post activity.”

In my previous life, I spent time in numerous galleries.

No matter how large the gallery, just one or two wouldn’t fill the spare time I had.

Here, however, new posts popped up constantly, which was nice, keeping boredom at bay.

“Maybe living locked away in this storage isn’t so bad after all?”

There’s food, no worries about dying.

In fact, no worries about employment, livelihood, or health.

In a crash of circumstances, this small storage became my world.

Having tumbled around for nearly 10 hours of gallery browsing, it was then I first surveyed the interior of the storage, ready for a brief respite.

Thud, rattle.

“What’s that over there?”

A bizarre rift had appeared in the corner of the storage.

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To briefly explain the structure of my storage:

Item Storage 1 / Storage 2 / Storage 3

Bed / Shop Items / Door

In this perfect structure of mine, a rift had formed in the direction of Item Storage 1’s corner.

“Whoa, it looks like a black hole.”

The bricks were cracked all over, and between them, a purple light flickered ominously.

Hold on, isn’t this just the perfect concept for a post?

—

Title: Guys, what is this?

Author: Head of the Gallery☆

(Image of a foreboding purple rift)

(Image of a thumbs-up with writing ‘Head of the Gallery’ for certification)

There’s a rift that appeared in my house, what’s going on here?

Isn’t something like a monster about to pop out of it?

– Woah, this looks legendary!

– It’s a shame, really.

– Head of the Gallery, it was fun meeting you!

Of course, there were no helpful comments.

It seemed nobody knew anything about that rift.

But as I waited a little longer, several Gallery members emerged with similar symptoms to mine.

– Fallen Nobility Young Lady) We have one in our mansion too.

– Taldru) Hmm? It’s also occasionally found in the mines of Kilgroth Kingdom.

– It even appeared in my home’s bathroom. Isn’t this like a monster invasion gate or something?

– Why would a monster invade your bathroom?

– Monsters would suffer great losses.

However, there didn’t seem to be anyone truly knowledgeable about it.

Not that it was anything to worry about too much.

Besides, it proved to be of some utility.

Throwing a leftover tangerine peel as a test into the rift, the peel vanished in a flash.

Ooooh.

“Whoa?”

I decided to toss some materials and trash lying around the storage.

Ooooh.

“Whoa whoa, this is amazing!”

Wasn’t this like a bottomless bag of unlimited storage?

A true pet magma…

Moreover, it even served as some sort of mood lighting at night, and it wasn’t too shabby.

“Well, if it gets too dangerous…”

[12-gauge Shotgun] – 420 points.

There were many solutions.

Of course, a slight sense of foreignness passed through my mind, but I brushed it aside.

“It doesn’t seem like something worth worrying about, right?”

In the quiet moment, it turned out alright.

Feeling a sense of good luck thinking about my pet magma?

Right then, Dwarf Taldru’s post had just come up on the concept board.

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Concept Post) The Interior Scenery of Kilgroth’s First Mine…jpg

Author) Taldru

Greetings, I’m Taldru, the Dwarf.

Recently, I’ve been promoted to head of the First Mine.

All thanks to you, Head of the Gallery, thank you!

I wanted to introduce the restored interiors of our kingdom after the recapture of the Antares Mountain Range.

(Picture of what seems like a mine a few dozen meters deep.)

(Picture of numerous dwarf miners digging and transporting minerals.)

After reclaiming the entire kingdom, our first task was to restart the First Mine within the kingdom.

As you can see, it’s active now, with plenty of weapons and armor being developed.

(Images of sharp swords and axes.)

(Images of sturdy armor and boulder-like shields.)

Mass production is certainly feasible, and if orders come in, we could make them within a few days.

Yes, we accept customers now.

With normal operations underway, I hope you come visit and buy!

Oh, and this is a token of gratitude to you, Head of the Gallery, for what I mentioned last time.

(Image of a one-of-a-kind sword made from otherworldly minerals.)

Its name is ‘The Triumph of Kilgroth Dwarves’ Passionate Sweat and Efforts, the Manifestation of Justice.’

I guarantee it’s among the few mightiest swords in Dwarven history.

Since I’m repaying my debt, take this with you.

Recommendation: 999+ | Disrecommendation: 52

– Whoa, did you really recover?

– Look at that Dwarven weapon… for real, I want it!

– Wait, but your naming sense is totally like a frog.

– Duh, your naming sense is total garbage.

– Seriously, what even is with your naming sense, it’s a total thief of laughs!

– But wait, are you really giving away weapons?

– That sword looks super OP!

– Whoa, Head of the Gallery, I’m so jealous!!!

– Give me just one sword too!!!

“Hmm, that’s a fine sword.”

Even I, who knew nothing about swords, could tell just by its name that it was better than the weapons any gallery members possessed.

“Yet I already have one?”

But I already possessed a 12-gauge shotgun as my safety weapon.

Receiving something I wouldn’t even use to display felt a bit excessive.

Plus, I already had one a long time ago.

Ooooh.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m always grateful.”

As if responding to my gaze, the old holy sword shook.

After all, I already had a sword that handled the lighting for the storage 24/7?

– Head of the Gallery☆) Um, hey, thanks as always!

– Man, I’m so jealous, seriously.

– Head of the Gallery☆) Is it really that great?

– Not even a king from any nation throughout history has had a chance to see a Dwarven holy sword.

– You have to pay a lot to get Dwarven weapons. A holy sword? Forget about even catching a glimpse of one.

– They’re such stingy ones, for real!

– (Image of an elf crossing arms)

– Taldru) Wanna throw down, you puny elf?

– Full-Peel Elf★) No, that’s slander!

– Taldru) Anyway, Head of the Gallery, take this for the barter exchange.

“Well, I suppose I have to accept it as he’s giving it to me.”

Ooooh!

Though a bit noisy, I couldn’t refuse.

Just as I was about to enter the barter exchange, I noticed something peculiar from the meme.

It was the recurring images of Dwarves gripping their heads and struggling.

– But why do they look so worn out?

– Their under-eyes look tired too.

– Taldru, at least feed them when making them work…

– I just realized Taldru doesn’t seem like much of a dwarf anymore!

– Taldru) No, that’s not true, I’m innocent!

Several comments mentioned this.

However, Taldru seemed to appear innocent as if pressed for time.

In reality, Taldru looked like he had other things to ask from me after posting the holy sword.

– Taldru) Head of the Gallery, actually, I have something to discuss regarding that.

– Taldru) They seem fine and okay but as soon as they enter the mine, they turn weak. I can’t figure out why.

– Taldru) They say their heads hurt and can’t sleep…

“Hmm.”

At that moment, one possibility flickered through my mind.

“Could this be because of the rift?”

The pet magma I had, or rather, the rift that had emerged in the corner of my storage.

Since it formed, perhaps it had caused an annoyance.

Given that the Dwarves exhibited similar symptoms, it seemed likely, but…

“Why was I okay?”

Maybe it was due to the motion sickness tolerance I gained from spending 24 hours on the gallery in my previous life.

In any case, I offered Taldru some medicines as a solution.

[Barter exchange offer: ‘Tylenol,’ ‘Sleeping Aid’ suggested.]

– Head of the Gallery☆) Just take this for now!

– Taldru) Thank you, Head of the Gallery!

Taldru, looking pleased as if he expected me to offer a solution, completed the barter exchange.

Thud!

Alongside that, down came the “Triumph of Kilgroth Dwarves’ Passionate Sweat and Efforts, the Manifestation of Justice.”

Ooooh.

The holy sword seemed to sway oddly.

Surely, it shouldn’t have emotions, but somehow it felt like an uncomfortable aura was coming off of it?

“Well, at least by now, the Dwarves probably resolved their headaches?”

Though the issue wasn’t fixed, those medicines were quick-fixes.

About an hour later, when I decided to check the gallery, I saw…

– Taldru) Sorry, Head of the Gallery, the Dwarves are refusing to eat.

– Head of the Gallery☆) What?

– Taldru) (Image showing symptoms of pain while taking Tylenol)

– Taldru) It seems like their pride gets in the way; they refuse because of how the images look.

– Taldru) They’re saying they’re tough without any of that, and what should I do now?

So, their pride is making them not eat, eh?

Taldru wrote apologetically.

I’ve seen people refuse to take medicine due to doubts about its effects, but refusing out of pride for fear they’d appear weak was a first.

Yet I had a perfect solution for this.

– Head of the Gallery☆) Don’t worry, there’s always solutions!

– Taldru) Oh! What is it?

– Head of the Gallery☆) Let’s make an ad together!

Changing that perception was all it’d take.