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Chapter 20

– Judak☆) Why the hell are you pouring milk on your wounds?

– Author) The priest told me to do it!

– Judak☆) Why, though?!

– Author) They say the white color of milk drives out the evil curse embedded in the wound, you know!

– Judak☆) What the hell, man!

The folk remedies in this other world were truly astounding.

I, who normally refrained from swearing, found myself cursing uncontrollably.

How is this any different from someone holding a gun to my head and threatening me to die?

Title: Stop!

Author: Judak☆

(A firmly palm-out frog meme)

(An emotional medieval frog meme shooting arrows at the sky)

Everyone, stop with the grand resolutions!

– Ah, haha, stopping is impossible!

– This really needs to stop, lol!

– But what are we supposed to stop?!

– Judak☆) Ah, haha, please stop the bleach shots in front of me!

Rather than knowing what they were doing, it was hard to ignore since they really didn’t have a clue.

I was about to give them some real medicine when a fundamental question came to mind.

– Judak☆) But seriously, why are you doing that???

– It’s holy because it’s white!

– They say so!

– Tree sap contains the forest’s essence, didn’t you know that?

– Agreed! Judak, that’s pretty sad!

– Judak☆) What the hell!

Now I understand a little bit why this world was doomed.

“Is everyone failing to get hit at all costs?”

It didn’t matter how strong the characters were.

If their HP even dropped by 1, there existed a culture of deleting characters with the most absurd home remedies.

That’s the only explanation.

As I struggled to process everything, it turned out the church had come out in droves.

Title: Are You Afraid of the Church’s Growth, Judak?

Why do you keep committing acts that defy the holy doctrines?

Milk is holier than any other substance and has healing properties.

Judak, you have already ascended to the ranks of a heretic.

Please stop misleading your brothers with false information.

My head was spinning.

It’s hard to converse when you don’t know enough.

But knowing nothing at all made it feel like I was choking on words.

“Is this how people talk in this world?”

I was about to unleash a flurry of curses but calmly replied instead.

– Judak☆) So, milk is medicine?

– Author) Isn’t it obvious? White is good, so how could it not be medicine?

– Judak☆) How many have been cured with that treatment?

– Author) Three out of ten brothers managed to withstand the demon’s curse and returned to us.

So that’s 30%.

That was surprisingly remarkable.

“No, how did three of them even survive?”

Pouring milk on wounds and slathering flour all over, and somehow, 30% survived.

This world must have had too many kind-hearted people.

Could it be that’s why humanity prevailed even amidst this Great War?

– Judak☆) Then what about the other 70%?

– Author) They were weak souls who couldn’t overcome the demon’s curse.

– Judak☆) What?

– Author) They returned to the demon’s embrace; they are sinners who couldn’t reach the heavens.

Truly, a logic of miracles.

I went back to a previous post to offer barter to the knight who said he was injured.

[To Knight Lloyd, offering 1 ‘Fusidin’, 1 ‘Disinfectant’, 1 packet of ‘Cotton Swabs’, and 1 pack of ‘Waterproof Band-Aids’.]

– Judak☆) Stop that nonsense and apply this!

– Judak☆) If you don’t want to end up infected or truly sick later, then do it!

But I had overlooked something important.

Once a religious belief takes root, it runs deep.

– Author) Sorry.

– Judak☆) ?

– Author) I’m from a family that has believed in God from my great-great-grandmother’s time, so it seems fair to follow the church’s healing ways.

Even if offered, they refused.

In fact, there were even many posts filled with suspicion.

– Hmm, if Judak has lost it, let’s upvote it, lol!

– One…@ can’t you get cured with one bottle of milk…@!!

– Seriously, lol, why risk eating strange metal containers instead of sticking with a perfectly good milk remedy?

– Judak☆) What the hell, do you apply what’s inside, not eat it?

“Ugh, I can’t take it anymore.”

In the end, I couldn’t hold back my anger.

[Flashbang] – 134 points

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Title: Important Announcement Regarding Healing Remedies

Author: Judak☆

(Clip of a flashbang exploding)

(Clips of red and blue repeatedly bursting in eye-searing brightness)

Gallery of Annihilation, attention!

Upvote 54, Downvote 999+

[Comments]

– Agh!!!

– Full-Peel Elf★) Why! Why! Why…!!!

– Ah!!! Damn!!!

– Seriously, what is this!!!! Stop!!!!!

– There must be a reason!!!

– Judak☆) Are you coming to your senses?

– Agh! Agh! Deputy! Deputy!!

– I Will Not Die Even If I Am a Vampire★) I don’t even know what I’m excited about, but this looks festive.

Be it this attack, only the one who will not die even while being a vampire escaped unscathed, while all others sustained injuries rolling about in the gallery.

“Ah, I really don’t care about treatment or anything, should I just give up?”

I thought about doing just that when taken to the water’s edge, but…

Not everyone in the gallery blindly believed in this treatment.

– Fallen Nobility Young Lady) ㅇ︿ㅇ

– Fallen Nobility Young Lady) Judak, could you perhaps give me that ‘Fusidin’…?

The Gallum who took my tuna can after providing a bed approached me.

*

Evelyn Ophelia.

The noble young lady of the Ophelia dukedom.

But that was all a thing of the past.

“Aah… it hurts…”

Evelyn was trembling, sitting on the bedroom floor, her thigh cut open.

The blood flowing from her wound stained the carpet that was already stained with her tears.

Not deep, but it was something that shouldn’t be left unattended.

I tore the curtains to make a tight bandage around my thigh, but that was only a temporary fix.

“Ugh, I shouldn’t have gone out… I shouldn’t have been so curious…”

It was just a day like any other.

A day spent peeking through the curtains to spy outside while counting the patterns on the ceiling and dozing off.

“I miss my family. No, I’d be fine with anyone.”

Evelyn felt an intense loneliness wash over her.

The family that was conscripted during the Great War.

The departed servants.

She wondered where they were.

No, she was concerned if they were even alive.

“…Mom.”

But was that such a huge sin?

She had merely mustered the courage to step into the garden for the first time.

And it just had to be the day she encountered monsters, and Evelyn was left with a torn thigh, nearly dying.

Evelyn could barely catch her breath from the tension.

“Ah, I feel like I’m going to puke.”

The bleeding was getting worse.

Her consciousness was spinning, and she feared that if she let go just a little, she would die for real.

While awkwardly sitting on the floor, anxiously at a loss for what to do, it was then.

– Judak☆) Stop that nonsense and apply this!

“…?”

Something offered by Judak to a Gallum in the gallery, apparently with an exasperated tone.

A strange object, a peculiar cloth, and a bottle labeled disinfectant.

“Can something so small actually heal wounds…?”

She recalled seeing a knight being treated before.

Even with the expensive milk filling the bathtub, the results weren’t great back then, were they?

The knight had undergone miraculous recovery but had become ever unable to walk again.

Yet now, just that little bit?

“No, Judak is my savior who saved me once. Such things must be a piece of cake for him.”

Evelyn shook her head.

Right now, rather than the baseless suspicion, she needed one realistic request for help.

– Fallen Nobility Young Lady) Judak… could I get a share of that… …ㅇ︿ㅇ?

So she mustered the pain and typed a message.

– Judak☆) Sure, take it.

Judak registered the items for barter without asking for anything in return, then pressed the trade button.

“…To give it so willingly.”

Evelyn pondered and registered a beautiful flower she had picked from the garden as a trade item.

[Items delivered safely.]

And the items from Judak arrived.

Within it was a medical box containing bandages, gauze, disinfectant, Fusidin ointment, and so much more.

*

Title: I Really Got Better! O ◇ O

Author: Fallen Nobility Young Lady

(A clip from when her thigh was injured)

(A clip showing her thigh wound healing)

(A clip of her giving two thumbs up and smiling brightly)

When I got cut by a monster, I thought I was really going to die.

But after applying the medicine Judak gave me and waking up after a night’s sleep, I was healed overnight!

Thank you so much!

Really, really, really, thank you!

You saved me twice.

You’re the best in the world! //ㅇㄱㅇ//!

– ??? How did that happen?

– Wait, did a scab actually form overnight?

– That level of injury should’ve been life-threatening, how did she survive?

– So glad you’re okay!!

– Was that really a thing?

– Judak, did you really become a dragon or something?

The Fallen Nobility Young Lady posted her recovery like a diary in the gallery.

Soon, showing the bizarrely healed wound in a short amount of time, the gallery was abuzz.

The minds of the gallums who had believed in the milk remedy to the death shattered, and one by one they began seeking me out.

Title: I’d believe it even if Judak was a dragon! ㅇㅇ;

Making large amounts of food every day and spraying it everywhere,

Making alcohol and spraying it every day,

Creating ridiculous magic and blowing up the waves.

And now, treating wounds in just one day?

LOL, yeah~ I’ll believe everything now!

I’d even believe it if Judak suddenly claimed to be a dragon!

– For real, now I’m too lazy to even doubt it.

– These idiots, lol, they should’ve said Judak was right earlier.

– This punk in the past) Judak, no matter what, healing in a day is too absurd. ㅇㅇ

– LOL, you idiots!

– This idiot…

Title: Judak, I’m that knight from before.

(Clip of someone banging their head on the floor with legs in the air)

I’m really sorry!

Please let me off just this once!

– Judak☆) Mouth only?

– Author) I’m so sorry! I promise I won’t act big again!

– Judak☆) Mouth only?

– Author) I’m sorry for doubting after receiving food from the marketplace all this time!

– Judak☆) Mouth only?

LOL, just you wait!

– If I get a ride, I won’t do it again, gosh!

– Just resign and pour milk on my wounds, lol!

Title: Where did those church guys crawl off to? Haha.

They were flaunting it earlier, but now not a peep from them!

– Ah, they should be embarrassed and hide away.

– They must be calming down the complaining believers, haha.

“Why did I toil away without believing sooner?”

The gallum who had poured milk on their wound finally realized the seriousness of the matter upon seeing the area turn blue like milk.

Yet, that didn’t mean he was just going to help.

I’m not a charity organization, and why should I help someone who turned me down once?

“Yet I can’t just turn a blind eye either…”

There was a perfect remedy for times like this.

I smiled slyly and began drafting a new post.

Title: Ahem, Knight, come to me for a moment.

Author: Judak☆

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– Lloyd) Did you call?

– Judak☆) Hmm, glad you came.

– Lloyd) Please forgive me for being unable to recognize your foresight and for slandering your name.

– Judak☆) Hmm, right, right.

– What the hell are these guys doing, lol.

– But hey, even a knight is acting this way, rofl.

– Judak☆) Here you go, take this.

– Judak☆) (Clip of ominously colored red medicine)

– Judak☆) This is good stuff. Apply it generously on your wounds.

– Lloyd) What is this…?

– Judak☆) This?


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Otherworld Destruction Gallery

Otherworld Destruction Gallery

이세계 멸망 갤러리
Score 7.2
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Korean
“I want to become a Head Moderator.” One day, I coveted the position of Head Moderator, the unpaid s*ave administrator. A strange phrase appeared on the site’s main page: “Would you like to be appointed as the administrator of the Otherworld Destruction Gallery?”

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