Chapter 12

[‘Healthy God’ has requested a barter exchange.]

[Trade items: Horns of a Succubus]

“What.”

I carefully examined the image.

It definitely looked like her four horns from the selfie I saw of the Healthy God.

Head of the Gallery☆: No way, are those your real horns?

Healthy God: (Proof pic showing Stubs where the horns used to be)

(A pic with teary eyes looking up)

ㅠ3ㅠ

I still feel sensitive…

Head of the Gallery☆: Is it okay to cut something like this off?

Healthy God: It’s alright. If I eat well, they’ll grow back.

Anyway! It’ll help you, Head of the Gallery.

[Will you trade?]

“Hmmm…”

Ever since I was sent to Another World, I found myself in a once-in-a-lifetime dilemma.

While I had exchanged furniture like beds or lights, it would have been wise not to accept such dubious items.

Yet, to my surprise, the delivery had already been completed.

“Wow, they really are horns.”

How do they even grow on the head?

As I stared closely at the horn, lost in thought, the system sprung to action.

[Horns of Lilian]

The horns of a special succubus who is the only virgin in her tribe.

These horns contain the unique mana belonging to Lilian, who preferred hiding rather than standing out.

Effect: Makes it impossible to pinpoint the user’s location within the casting area.

“Gah!”

And the effect turned out to be exactly what I needed.

It could nullify the location tracking that the Another World disruptors often throw around.

Head of the Gallery☆: Affectionate Konik Drying Machine! Affectionate Konik Drying Machine! Affectionate Konik Drying Machine! Affectionate Konik Drying Machine! Affectionate Konik Drying Machine!

Healthy God: ?! You like it that much?

Head of the Gallery☆: I believe in you. Sexy Man…

Healthy God: I appreciate it, but… I wish you would call me by the right name…

“Wait, why on earth…”

But I couldn’t understand why the Affectionate Konik, who only shared adult content and then ran away, would give me such a gift.

I didn’t recall having done anything particularly nice for her.

Head of the Gallery☆: But why are you helping me?

Healthy God: Umm… Head of the Gallery, do you know why I always dislike and post adult content?

“Gah.”

I was momentarily caught off guard by the unexpected question.

Everyone in the Gallery was puzzled, but they never really asked why.

To hear it put so directly was shocking.

Head of the Gallery☆: I believe preferences should be varied and respected ㅇㅇ

Healthy God: ^ㅡ^; It’s not a preference.

It’s a matter of survival.

Pleasure serves as a stake, but with the world going to ruin, many stakes have gone down…

Head of the Gallery☆: Umm.

Succubi deal in pleasure.

For example, alcohol, gambling, drugs, and cigarettes.

But with the world ruined, everything has disappeared.

The only way left was to post adult content in the Gallery to turn the resulting desires into a stake.

Healthy God: However, thanks to you, Head of the Gallery, I haven’t had to do that recently.

Head of the Gallery☆: ? Oh, could it be…

It was only after hearing those words that I realized.

Why the frequency of the Healthy God’s adult content had decreased since I started selling alcohol.

Head of the Gallery☆: …Could it be because I sell alcohol?

Healthy God: ^^ Exactly. I’m always grateful!

“Ah! Horns! No!”

Head of the Gallery☆: So the reason you’re not posting adult content is!!! All because of me!!!

Healthy God: …^^;

Head of the Gallery☆: Can’t you take those horns back?

Healthy God: >< Just joking!

Head of the Gallery☆: Not joking, I’m serious.

Healthy God: ?

Anyway, Lilian’s horns are divine, and I am invincible.

Ever since hearing the story of the Healthy God, I started to think that a ban on drinking was indeed the right call...

“That’s that, but this is this.”

Those who tried to seize control of the Gallery must be dealt with accordingly.

Title: I, the Marketplace, just got updated!

I took my first step towards quelling the disruptors.

*

Title: Wow, what is this chicken feet thing?

(Delicious looking red chicken feet picture)

What is this texture, insane!

First off, it’s spicy. But how should I put it, it’s deliciously spicy;

The chewy texture is so fascinating, I can't help but keep putting it into my mouth. How is this possible?

A dish made from chicken feet?

[7 comments]

- I find this skewer thing more fascinating. Just grilling it makes it this tasty.

ㄴ Grill it alongside some dried fish, that's goat level.

ㄴ (Pic of nicely grilled dried fish)

ㄴ Original Poster) Wow, it looks f*ing delicious;

– When the Adrian Empire is falling apart, Head of the Gallery is always there with the great divine being, huh;;

ㄴ Head of the Gallery, so lovable.

ㄴ For real, I just want to smack a kiss on them;

ㄴ Head of the Gallery☆) No, no;

Title: Finally bought it!!!!!

(Crispy chicken picture)

(Dynamic pic of someone wildly biting into chicken)

I’ve always been late to the marketplace and couldn’t get any,

But I finally bought it, f*ing happy!!!!!

My dad came over, wondering why I was going crazy, but after taking a bite of chicken, he was just like me, lol.

Ah lol, Head of the Gallery, I love you so much.

Just perfect~ blow kiss~~

– lol, were you the one who used to scream “Ah! F*! Chicken!” all the time? lol

– I’m always curious, what exactly did Head of the Gallery do to deserve this?

ㄴ Even if you treat me well, I still get sexual harassment, lol.

ㄴ Original Poster) Yep~ I really love Head of the Gallery~ Head of the Gallery is a god~

ㄴ For real, how many days has it been since I’ve been starving? Every time I see the Head of the Gallery’s marketplace, I can’t help but feel so enamored;;

ㄴ I seriously want to marry them.

ㄴ Head of the Gallery☆) No, no, no, no;

Concept post) But… it feels like something’s missing;

(Pic of well-grilled dried fish)

(Pic showing the appeal of crispy chicken)

(Pic of a three-skewer set)

This is really axe level ㅇㅇ

I have no complaints about this, but there’s something… something lacking.

Ah… if only there was alcohol, it’d be perfect…

This thought just won’t leave my mind;

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ㄴ For real; I’m craving alcohol now…

ㄴ Hah, why is the Crown Prince!!!

ㄴ Seriously, this is just the essence of joat itself.

ㄴ But why are there still plenty in the marketplace?

ㄴ Our dwarfs haven’t bought any at all.

ㄴ ?

ㄴ Isn’t it all snacks? How can you eat that without alcohol?

ㄴ So you’re telling me you don’t drink? You’re a dwarf, right?

ㄴ After the war, we’ll eat and drink to our heart’s content.

ㄴ What?!

ㄴ Wait.

“Y… you damned Head of the Gallery!”

“Y-your Highness, please calm down.”

“How am I supposed to calm down seeing this situation!”

“Umm…”

It had only been a week since the ban on drinking was implemented.

Seeing signs of rebellion and a looming war crisis, Frederick summoned Duke Isaac.

With overwhelming military strength, the rebellion was swiftly quelled, and other nations couldn’t easily approach.

Just as always, he suppressed discontent with force.

However, this time, that had become impossible.

“How dare you insult me with this kind of tactic!”

He had sold a large quantity of alcohol-centric snacks at the marketplace.

Unlike the drunken populace, who indulged in liquor, Frederick, who had been raised in abundance for a lifetime, recognized their true purposes at once.

“Head of the Gallery, don’t you cherish your life?”

He had clearly sent warnings beforehand, yet here was this shallow trickery.

At that moment, one of the nobles following him, Count Abel, who was in charge of the capital’s defense, rushed in.

“Y-your Highness! This is bad!”

“…What is it?”

“Armed dwarf troops are reported to be circling around the capital walls!”

“What?!”

Choosing between never drinking again vs dying tomorrow.

The overwhelming answer was the latter, and that was what dwarfs faced.

They were passionate about drinking, unlike the other races who spoke vaguely about wars.

“…You drunken dwarf bastards!”

“That’s not all. The atmosphere in the imperial palace is also uneasy. If this continues, the previously suppressed rebellious signs may arise again.”

“Phew.”

Frederick’s brow furrowed deeply.

“Then this Head of the Gallery is really going to act this way?”

Finally, with a deep sigh, Frederick began drafting a post in the gallery.

Title: Listen, Head of the Gallery

Author: Frederick

I can feel that many of our citizens are suffering from this sudden policy.

I see you’re aware of your deceitful actions but will have to accept them for now.

Release 10,000 units of liquor in the marketplace to satisfy the Adrian citizens.

“Don’t worry, your Highness.”

“I know. For now, let’s pretend to back down, and afterward, we’ll take Head of the Gallery in and imprison them.”

The Head of the Gallery itself was a weapon.

The tribe that embraces it would come to dominate the world.

And if they didn’t listen, they could be captured by force.

At that moment, as I fidgeted with the location tracking magic tool in hand, I saw a new post emerge.

Title: Who am I?

Why is a disruptor commanding? Lol

You just take two hits from my left hand to the underworld and my right hand to the sleeping pill and you’re done, haha.

Whoa, I’m about to hit you, lol.

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“Duke Isaac.”

“Yes, your Highness.”

Duke Isaac, who was hurriedly leaving negative comments, met gazes with Frederick.

And Frederick was casting the location-tracking magic.

“Ah, no! That’s the only magic tool in the empire. Please be more careful…!”

“I have to catch Head of the Gallery myself.”

Flash!

As the magic tool broke, the system appeared.

[Using location tracking.]

[Location tracking failed.]

“What?!”

But that couldn’t be the case.

Head of the Gallery would never act foolishly in a disadvantageous situation.

Head of the Gallery was the epitome of knowing when to exert strength and when to withdraw.

Before the puzzled Frederick’s eyes, a new concept post appeared.

Concept post) Haha, Crown Prince, using magic tools?

(Picture of a character with mouth agape like a dumpling)

Empire’s magic tools are so lame, haha.

Recommendations: 999+ Dislikes: 3

What? Did he actually use it?

Is this really the Empire’s Crown Prince?

Wow, there hasn’t been a more repulsive man than this.

Crown Prince, just step aside! I’ll govern the country properly!

“Damn!!! Head of the Gallery!!!!!”

Frederick exploded in outrage.

In storming up, he completely missed the new reply that had been added to the concept post.

– “I Will Not Die Even If I Am a Vampire★) A warning to the golden man. Don’t do any foolishness anymore.”

–

– “I Will Not Die Even If I Am a Vampire★) What are you doing right now?”

(Poke poke at the dumpling character)

– Oh, even if you poke me, I won’t die.

– Haha, what’s this guy doing in the middle of this?

– This is a test of functionality for the deputy of the Gallery.

*

“The lords shall unleash troops both inside and outside the gallery to pin down Head of the Gallery.”

“Your Highness, that’s unacceptable. The empire’s situation is dire. Even if we capture them, it could turn the entire continent against us.”

“I don’t care! I’ll never forget the humiliation I felt today!!”

This was the first time for the Crown Prince to face such disgrace.

Especially since after the Emperor’s passing, being compared to the ordinary, plebeian critics on the Gallery felt disgusting.

Initially, he had thought about using it for his benefit.

But now he wanted nothing to do with it.

“Head of the Gallery, I will surely… huh?”

Before he could finish his sentence, a post with zero recommendations appeared.

“This is!”

Duke Isaac’s eyes widened in surprise.

The phenomenon whispered about in rumors.

That a post with zero recommendations could appear in the concept posts!

As he clicked the comment section, there was only a picture and a short phrase.

Concept post) The scenery of the palace, this is magnificent.

Author: I Will Not Die Even If I Am a Vampire★

(A picture taken from the top of the palace with the palace beneath it)

This is magnificent.

I’m considering moving here.

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– INKIYAAAK!!!

– ELKIYAAAK!!!

– DHEM DHEM DHEM DHEM.

“…Duke Isaac.”

“…Yes.”

“…Forget about this.”

The man who had once swung power like a lunatic faced true madness and tucked his tail between his legs.

Meanwhile, in a storage room of a restaurant in the Kelton Kingdom.

“What is this?”

[‘Frederick’ has requested a barter exchange!]

[Trade item: ???]

A new barter request had come in.