Chapter 4

Title: Thank You, Head of the Gallery!

(Meme of planting a flag after retaking the first castle wall)

We successfully defeated all the monsters that crept into the castle.

It was thanks to the alcohol provided by the Head of the Gallery.

We dwarves will never forget the aid of the Head of the Gallery and vow to repay him.

You are now our brother!

– ☆Head of the Gallery: Wow; you wiped them out completely!

– Author: Haha! Just one sip, and everyone came back to life like it was a lie.

– Author: By the way… do you have any more of that alcohol?

– ☆Head of the Gallery: If you gather enough points, I’ll try selling it again, you know.

– ☆Head of the Gallery: Oh, can I give food like last time?

– Author: Alcohol is fine!

– ☆Head of the Gallery: Okay, so a lot of alcohol and that’s enough for a meal?

– Author: Alcohol is fine!

– ☆Head of the Gallery: ?

– Author: Alcohol is fine!

As soon as the dwarves got some alcohol, they drove away all the monsters that had been a distant threat.

Dwarves who had been holed up in the castle rushed out with flushed faces, it seems they were so startled they fled.

“Wow, dwarves really get drunk easily.”

I thought they might just be indifferent, but they got completely wasted!

I started to worry a bit.

Going into battle while drunk could lead to a major mistake.

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Title: Dwarves, Come On In

Author: ☆Head of the Gallery

I’m thinking of adding alcohol to the marketplace, but is the alcohol content too high?

It could be dangerous to be drunk during a war, you know?

However, the reactions to my post were different from what I expected.

– Is there a concern about alcohol for dwarves? Haha, cute!

– Haha! Did the Head of the Gallery come from somewhere else?

– ☆Head of the Gallery: Drinking and war is definitely bad.

– True, but it’s the opposite for dwarves. They need alcohol to function!

– The higher the alcohol content, the better for us!

– Beer is good, but it’s been so long since I had any…

– I hope it’s at least 40 proof!

– Can you sell that kind of alcohol, Head of the Gallery?

– ☆Head of the Gallery: Yeah, there are many over 60 proof!

– !!!!

– Sell it right away!

– ☆Head of the Gallery: No, that might be a bit difficult.

– Why, why! Why, brother? What’s the reason?

– You guys turned bright red just from drinking draft beer, didn’t you?

– …

– …

– Hahaha, look at those dwarf old-timers getting all heated?

Usually, you’d be crying out to kill someone, but since it’s the Head of the Gallery, they can’t do that, haha!

“Wait, can this really be called a scrape?”

Suddenly, a silence fell upon my post.

I worried that I might have triggered something sensitive in the dwarves.

“But nobody seems to be saying much?”

Fortunately, there were no violent reactions.

– Haha~ those squatty guys can’t even drink now, huh?

– They look like they haven’t had alcohol in ages, haha!

– Dwarves = alcohol addicts.

– Hahahahaha!

– Haha, this is fun. One more word, and I’ll drown you all in alcohol!

– Gasp!

– Whoa!

No, it was not just a strong reaction.

Touching their pride in drinking was apparently a landmine that could provoke full-blown murder urges.

“Gasp.”

Suddenly, I thought about the possibility of dwarves entering through that storeroom door instead of monsters.

I hurriedly fetched the highest proof alcohol I knew and rushed to post it in the marketplace.

[Head of the Gallery’s Marketplace]

[New items have arrived!]

[Absinthe 55] – 7 Mana Pills

*

The reactions to the alcohol were unexpectedly good.

– Absinthe! This is quite the item!!!

– I’ve never seen anything like this before. This is the first time in my life!

– A perfect drink contained in perfect glasswork. Is this a masterpiece created by the gods?

Especially, the dwarves had a high opinion of Absinthe.

As far as I knew, Absinthe recorded a crazy alcohol content of 55 proof.

– This is the level of alcohol we can call a drink!

“Is their liking for alcohol the same as their preference metrics?”

It was hard for me to understand.

They enjoyed it like water with that kind of insane alcohol content that seemed fit only for a science lab.

And it wasn’t just the dwarves.

The liking for alcohol didn’t discriminate among races.

Draft beer, apart from Absinthe, also attracted a lot of interest from other races.

– Whoa, what’s this?

– The quality of the alcohol is insane.

– I never thought I’d see a day I get to drink such fine alcohol.

– I was dying of pain, but drinking this makes it somehow comforting…

Especially since the world seemed so hopeless at times.

[Items have been registered!]

[Sold Out.]

I got so used to seeing those two phrases that everything I posted flew off the shelves.

– Head of the Gallery, give me more alcohol…

– Alcohol… I want to drink some!

– Drinking alcohol on a rainy day… suddenly makes me want to cry…

– Hah… I want to fly like a butterfly…

“Is this right?”

It seemed the Gallery was suffused with the smell of alcohol.

Aside from the constantly fluctuating emotions, I began to feel the necessity of pulling out the Deputy of the Gallery.

However, I couldn’t just grab anyone to make the Deputy.

In the meantime, I noticed a post that caught my eye.

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Title: But Is This Right?

As soon as alcohol was sold, everyone seemed to lose their motivation.

Isn’t willpower the most important thing for survival? What are you going to do if you drink and give up?

The Head of the Gallery seems to be acting thoughtlessly.

—

“Hmm, is that so?”

Even though I fell into another world, all I knew of the world was this storeroom basement.

Moreover, as time passed, opposition to alcohol began to slowly surface more and more.

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Title: Head of the Gallery, Read This Post

I’m voicing my honest opinion; this is too dangerous of an action.

Instead of preparing for a fight, people are just lounging about reminiscing the past.

Just look at the Gallery; alcohol sales should be banned and bottled water sales should be increased; that’s the better path for you.

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– Who are you to tell the Head of the Gallery what to do?

– Author: No, it’s dangerous. Someone had to take the reins and give advice like me!

– ??

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– Damn, these guys are crawling out again.

– Author: I’m just giving my opinion. It’s a valid point.

– Shut it, you idiot. Originally, it was meant for dwarves to drink, so it’s up to those who buy it!

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– From the very start, how awful it is to attach a period to every sentence.

– Agreed, it’s distasteful.

– You’re an undercover monster, aren’t you?

– Author: ????

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Title: The Elves Are Going Crazy too

The old elf senators are now banning alcohol purchases under the pretext of tradition.

They’ve already started scolding some elves who bought alcohol, and it’s pissing me off!

They enjoyed everything they could when they were young, and now they’re out of their minds!

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– Haha, I see the mask being torn off slowly!

– The fact is, the elf society is becoming healthier!

– Hahaha, Elf Justice!

– Serves them right!

—

Particularly, the elves made the most noise about this alcohol sale.

There was a generational gap forming between the young elves (under two hundred years old) and the older elves.

“Both just seem old to me.”

Of course, based on elven standards, I’m still too young to have my hair dried.

However, the issue of alcohol was starting to boil over slowly, and eventually erupted.

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Title: Announcement from the Elf Senate

Our Elf Senate has judged that the current actions of the Head of the Gallery are improper.

The alcohol spread by the Head of the Gallery is corrupting the elf society and causing social chaos.

Therefore, if the Head of the Gallery is reading this, we warn you to stop immediately.

We hope you make wise judgments.

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– Damn, I’m really embarrassed for the elder elves.

– Young elves, you also know embarrassment, so join in!

– Get lost! This is why you keep isolating yourself on the continent!

– This will turn into an elder-versus-elder elf war.

– I’m still young! Don’t compare me to those old farts!

—

– Aren’t they tired of this already?

– They’ve been interfering with other races since the Great War.

—

“What the hell is this?”

I couldn’t help but gape in astonishment.

It had been a while since a Gallum hadn’t just used the Gallery properly but tried to shake it up completely.

Do they really think a warning would scare me?

“Am I… scary?”

Of course, it was a bit scary, but the position of the Head of the Gallery is supposed to be like this.

If I waver under pressure, then I’m not the Head of the Gallery.

Plus, where is the Gallery?

It’s a place where insults and threats are thrown around with reckless abandon, so a well-mannered warning is practically nothing.

I made up my mind and wrote a post.

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Title: LOL, This is Ridiculous

Judging and politicking should be done in your own society. Is it ok to stir up trouble in the Gallery?

Just erase your posts and get out before I ban you all for 999 days!

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– Big things are always from the Head of the Gallery!

– Once again, the unyielding Head of the Gallery is amazing!

– This is it!!

– Those elf idiots are making noise, but cold water is exactly what they need!

Most of the public opinion was in my favor.

Yeah, praise me more!

I was smiling a victorious smile as I was about to wrap up the incident when…

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– But is the Head of the Gallery really going to be okay? They do have the ability to track positions.

“What?”

—

– Those elf idiots are infamous for finding and assassinating anyone who speaks out against them.

“What what what?”

I quickly deleted my post and urgently wrote a new notification for everyone to see.

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Title: I Apologize, Elder Elves

I won’t act up again, haha!

As you elves say, alcohol is indeed dangerous.

From now on, I’ll entirely ban the sale of alcohol in the marketplace.

Although it’s embarrassing, I can’t die.

No sooner had I written my lengthy apology than the reactions were phenomenal.

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– Damn?

– The idiot is indeed the Head of the Gallery…

– Once again, the tail is tucked in! Amazing…

– You mean I can’t drink anymore??

– This is not right!!!

– Good choice!

– I’ll be watching over you!

– ☆Head of the Gallery: Ever loyal, ever loyal!

—

“I’m not cowering, it’s just that alcohol isn’t good for the body.”

It wasn’t that I was terrified and canceled it.

*

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“Hoho, I like this, Head of the Gallery.”

In luxurious silks, with long black hair and eyes as brilliant as the sea, Mersenne smiled gently.

She was the most influential elf in the Elf Senate, who even the Elf Queen could not act rashly against.

And it was Mersenne who imposed the restrictions on the Head of the Gallery this time.

“Isn’t this the right elf society? Alcohol is nonsense.”

Although the Elf Queen has expressed her discomfort over this issue…

“What does it matter that she’s less than 200 years old?”

I had no intention of listening to the words of an Elf Queen who had not yet dried her hair.

Filled with joy over yet another victory, just as I was about to drink this beautiful spring water called “Samdisu,” I stumbled upon a glaring post.

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– If you want to kill the Elf Senate that enforced the forced prohibition of alcohol, give it a thumbs up, haha!

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“Pfft!”

I discovered an eye-catching post.

“Give it a thumbs up? How vulgar. Such a post…”

Mersenne furrowed her brow, preparing a noble threat to delete the post.

Just then, another post appeared.

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Title: I’m a Dwarf

I swear on my honor that I will kill you.

“Hmph. What can a single dwarf do…?”

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Title: I’m Also a Dwarf

I have no interest in monsters.

You, I will directly dunk into a drink.

Wow, it’s been a while since I saw dwarves so riled up.

– Look at the elves; how pathetic! Haha!

– All they ever do is meddle in other races, literally what else can they do?

– Next, after exterminating the monsters, I will head for the elves!

Elves = Elves that can speak.

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“What is all of this?”

The reactions from the Gallery that had been forced into a drinking ban were quite abnormal.

Especially, the intense animosity between humans and dwarves caused Mersenne to inadvertently spit out her water.