Chapter 121

“I found the counter…”

That’s the elevation of spam.

Only when spoken do they release spam into the marketplace.

Successfully handling even the most difficult worship disruptions with spam.

– How can I endure this?

If you really can endure it, I have to doubt your humanity.

Why don’t you try calling me a Rift, you jerk?

In the end, even heroes crumbled before spam.

[Notice: Summary of responses related to spam]

Author: Head of the Gallery*

Here I am.

After posting about spam, inquiries flooded in, so I’m leaving a response, okay?

Q. Will you forgive spam permanently?

Nope, but if you listen well, I’ll consider it.

Q. Can you release spam more often?

Worship memes related to me are okay.

But if you get serious, I’ll ban everything, and the marketplace spam will disappear, okay?

As long as that’s not the case, I’ll review it positively.

Q. This is tyranny, you jerk!

(Combination image of a mustached man with Head of the Gallery logo)

Anyway, worship memes are allowed again.

But I’m clearly a person.

I can’t be an omnipotent God, so obviously, I can’t be an object of worship.

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– Stop with your whining or you’ll be dead?

– Can I get a summary?

Don’t say that, jerk.

– Head of the Gallery: I am not a God (shaking as if to shake the world)

Why do you keep doing things that make people worship you while saying not to worship? (No idea)

– Oh no.

– You must never be curious about that.

– Then, if I just don’t mention it directly, is that okay?

Head of the Gallery*) What do you mean?

Please don’t do that…

I have nowhere to rely on… my parents are gone, and I have no siblings.

I literally have no one left but the Head of the Gallery…

“Hmm…”

I hated receiving worship, even if it was just a meme.

But as I read the last comment, I felt strangely uncomfortable.

In the Gallery, everyone seems cheerful, but in reality, that’s often not the case.

Wondering about it, I decided to ask the Deputy of Gallery, who seemed to have received some worship. The response came back.

Dragon Dragon X: Mortals are more frail than you think.

Head of the Gallery*: Huh?

Dragon Dragon X: Mortals’ lives are as precarious as a candle’s flame.

Dragon Dragon X: Simply falling can blind them, and

Dragon Dragon X: Even a brief touch with a blade can lead to addiction and death.

So mortals always try to rely on strong, overwhelming beings.

Especially on merciful beings like you, right? 🙂

Humans don’t easily die.

But they can easily get hurt.

They could suffer permanent damage to their body and mind in just a few seconds.

That’s why they desperately search for a God or something to rely on, said Dragon Dragon X.

– Please, don’t abandon us!

– If you go, we’re doomed…

– (Elf Con clutching at their clothes)

Just then, the Gallery was flooded with anxious comments from Gallum due to my notice.

After a brief consideration, I left a comment.

Head of the Gallery*) Okay, just make sure it doesn’t get too specific.

Head of the Gallery*) Excess is not allowed. Ex: In the name of the God, no bueno.

– …!!!

– sax!!!

– (Elf Con’s ears twitching)

So I tried to find a compromise and announced it, but was this even okay?

Soon, all signs and books referring to me in the cathedral vanished.

And the culture of selling the deity while promoting doctrine that existed since ancient times also disappeared completely.

[Unnamed God]

A God without a name.

Instead, with subtle titles, I became a small source of solace in people’s hearts.

– Three delicious ways to eat spam.

– Try grinding spam and eating it.

– Spam Research Institute Final Edition.jpg

– It’s really great when you put it on Merfolk meat.

The cathedral’s gossip completely ended, and the Gallery welcomed a temporary peace.

Especially, the power of the newly spilled spam was comparable to Tuna Can,

And various recipes and research for tastier ways to eat started emerging.

“Did the bounty settlement finish this time too?”

The monster bounty that offered AK47 as a reward was still thriving.

Though it was curious that the Gallum who claimed the top reward hadn’t posted anything…

[Title: Please tell me, did I make it to the rankings…?]

(An image of a chef’s refrigerator in the kitchen)

I posted it, so obviously, I will lol.

Yep~ This is the ultimate tier zero refrigerator.

Gallums who have a refrigerator?

Don’t act cocky.

The chef collection refrigerator is like a God, and I am invincible.

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– Damn, I’m so jealous.

– (Elf Con giving a shuddering stop with a disgusted expression)

– Wow… what must it feel like?

– Just die.

The user who claimed the second-place reward, the refrigerator, started provoking interest again.

This was actually the angle I was aiming for.

“Advertising? What’s that?”

Gallums who received their rewards posted bragging posts, which publicized the monster bounty.

The fees generated from this would accumulate for me, so isn’t this true automatic hunting?

There were no problems arising from it either.

After all, those who could make the rankings wouldn’t be petty enough to cause disruption.

Or rather, I thought they wouldn’t.

Full-Peel Elf: Head of the Gallery!

Head of the Gallery*: ?

Full-Peel Elf: Did you see the conceptual post? It’s a big deal!

“Eh?”

Seeing Full-Peel Elf’s urgent message, I accessed the conceptual post.

And there was one bizarrely titled article.

[Conceptual Post: Don’t worry, it’s a armed robbery.]

(An image of the Queen being taken hostage)

(An image of the meeting room turned into chaos)

I will…

Cleanse this rotten world!

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– You crazy bastard.

– Don’t you feel sorry for the cute Queen?

– You trashy fellow.

“What’s going on?”

The AK47 that was supposed to be rewarded to the top user.

A man with it was holding Queen Evelyn, taking her hostage.

“Hey you lunatic, let her go!”

Inside the chaotic meeting room.

Evelyn, munching on a Tuna Can, found herself in an unexpected crisis.

“Don’t come any closer, or I’ll shoot!”

“Ugh…”

A man barged into the meeting room, tossing around Tuna Cans and threatening everyone.

That was absolutely impossible, of course.

Even in a newly established country, the interior of the meeting room with the Queen was fortified with ironclad security.

In simple terms, even if a fireball were to suddenly fly in, the meeting room would remain unscathed.

“Ugh, of all times…”

“Are you watching, Head of the Gallery?”

The issue was that the man was holding the Head of the Gallery’s Grand Magic, the gun.

A gun that even a dragon couldn’t stop.

Essentially, it was a weapon akin to an absolute holy relic, making it easy for knights to approach it.

If I was right, the moment that man moved even slightly, everyone would become like a beehive.

“Why are you doing this…?”

Evelyn wore an expression of utmost injustice.

She had just become the Queen and became busy.

Completing her tasks, she was finally enjoying a bit of happiness, and then someone barged in, tossing Tuna Cans around!

That was a matter significant enough to mention twice.

“Shut up!”

“Eep!”

Suddenly, the black muzzle pressed against Evelyn’s cheek.

The man’s expression was clearly unhinged.

Eyes stained with madness, breath quickening with excitement.

There was something suspicion in those red veins of his eyes.

“I lost my entire family to the powerful.”

Muttering while half-staring into space, the man seemed haunted.

Evelyn felt even more wronged.

“I didn’t do anything!”

But that voice did not reach the man.

“The Adrian Emperor was just a child, and the Pope is dead.”

From deep within his ears, sweet whispers had been echoing for a long time now.

[Kill all the powerful.]

[Take revenge for your family.]

That was a voice piercing through his brain.

For him, already half-destroyed, that was an irresistible, absolute voice.

He had been granted immense power, enough to claim the top bounty.

“Head of the Gallery! Show yourself! The voice is urging me to kill you!”

The man shouted towards the sky, directing his plea to the Head of the Gallery who was watching somewhere.

“If you don’t show yourself, I’ll kill this Tuna Can Queen!”

It was indeed a moment fraught with danger.

– Isn’t this really a dangerous moment?

– But how does the kingdom’s defense seem so flimsy? lol

It’s a gun, you idiot.

Why don’t you try defending against it as I threaten you with a gun? okay?

Even the Gallery was gravely concerned about the current situation.

At that moment, a message appeared before everyone’s eyes.

Head of the Gallery*: I don’t have bullets.

“Ah.”

The top reward was the AK47.

But it didn’t say anything about keeping bullets.

The man quickly paled as he realized the fact.

*

I had stored a gun for the first-place reward.

But there were no bullets in it.

“Isn’t that obvious?”

The danger of firearms is well known in modern times and how often firearm accidents happen, right?

For just one week, I planned to distribute a small amount of bullets only when contacted for actual management.

To avoid causing any issues.

Of course, I never imagined someone would raid the royal palace.

“Looks a bit off…”

His eyes were red.

He seemed to mumble something, looking not quite sane.

Still, it was unclear just what he would become after catching him.

But that man moved with such abnormal speed, swiftly escaping the meeting room.

[Title: The current situation of the top bounty holder…jpg]

(An image of him roaming the streets)

(An image of knights fiercely pursuing him)

Holding the poor Tuna Queen hostage.

But he’s running since he has no mana medium or bullets lol.

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– Is he crazy?

– Wow, his speed is insane lol.

No way he earned the top rank without reason.

But somehow, he looked a bit off.

The man’s speed was indeed swift, just as expected from the first place.

But eventually, within Kellierhton,

The fact that the gun was useless made the encirclement tighten quickly.

“Don’t come any closer!”

Desperately, the man took a passing woman hostage to stop the knights.

– So cowardly.

– Let’s fight 1 against 120 like a man!

Don’t be a coward! lol.

The man brought the dagger close to the woman’s neck as if this was no joke.

Of course, the reaction of the Gallery flipping out over this was mostly negative, but I felt a bit different.

“Something seems off here…”

The woman who suddenly became a hostage.

She surely had every reason to scream or be bewildered, but instead, she appeared surprisingly calm.

Even with a dagger held to her neck, she showed no signs of fear whatsoever.

“Uh…”

Slowly, the woman took off her hood.

Beneath it was blonde hair, pumpkin-colored eyes, and flawless, milky skin without a speck of dust.

But for some reason, she didn’t seem normal.

She was breathing heavily, and her face was slightly flushed.

“Do you happen to smell something sweet around here?”

Though her appearance was different, I instinctively realized.

“Drying Machine?”

She was the Affectionate Konik Drying Machine.