episode_0029

Title) Hey, do you remember old gallery names?

GrandmaLoveDog, PassingByBecomingDark, HumanFailureBeastPass, SuraNaChalPantyTribe, GwiUiHaraJotGan, etc.

There were all sorts of weirdos there lol

Seriously, if a few people like Juddak and Padak get together, Hell Pod is complete lol

They’re over there, right?

Who are they?

They were named back in the day, yeah

Oh lol them?

Yeah, that’s it

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

The comments were cut off here.

Did a cat press something while writing a comment?

After that, as if naturally moving on to a different topic, they didn’t talk about this kind of thing anymore.

“So what does that mean?”

Is the first of two ways to make someone angry to stop talking in the middle of a sentence?

In any case, they succeeded in making someone angry.

‘Why did this happen?’

Did someone delete the post in the middle? Judak? Or Padak? Or Jassak?

It was unclear whether the post had been deleted.

Since the gallery doesn’t show how many posts there are, and there’s no timestamp on the posts, there’s no way to know the truth.

In situations like this, the answer was already clear.

-Juddak

Title) Reading old posts

There are gaps between the gallery posts?

What are you talking about?

Gap?

What is this, you idiot lol

Judak) The breadcrumbs change abruptly as if the space between the posts has completely emptied out

Wow

But isn’t that common?

What do you mean, let’s change the breadcrumbs now, not one by one, but all at once

Yeah lol We don’t change them by agreement

So what did Judak see?

Uh… a picture… that didn’t resemble Grandma…?

Aaahhhhhhh!!!!!

Is it a gallery ghost story???

Shiver…

Gallery ghost stories are scary;;

I’m going to sleep with my mom tonight…

Yeah, I’m already asleep

What if you don’t have a mom?

You don’t have a mom?

?

No, I was just asking;;

Yeah… I don’t have one;;

I thought so lol

You jerk lol Where do you live?

Did you undergo an interrogation lol

If you don’t have a mom, you sleep with your dad, right?

What if you don’t have either?

Can’t you come from somewhere?

Seriously, where can you find two or three dads?

Are you serious lol How can you have three dads?

That kind of bastard exists, lol

─Judak

Title) What’s up with the gallery ghost stories, seriously lol

For real

So what is it?

A serial killer in direct deals, a painting that kills you after seeing it three times, the beekeeper uncle who occasionally appears, words appearing and disappearing in an empty gallery at dawn?

And sometimes appearing grandmothers and grandfathers

Kyaaaaaahhhhh!!!!!!!!

Damn lol they’re all scary

But this isn’t a ghost story, it’s a cursed image lol

Anyway, it’s a ghost story lol I can’t be the only one experiencing this lol

Please just die alone!!!!!!!

But what did Judak actually see?

For real lol

In fact, Judak didn’t see anything… what he is saying is not true… and if the gallery didn’t actually exist…

Kyaaaaahhhhh!!

Spooky story for sure

─Judak

Title) No, seriously, the old posts are weird

Is it really true!!!!!!

Here we go again… have some food…

Has Judak gone crazy? lol

Judak locked eyes with something ㄷㄷ

Is Judak losing his mind?

Short-term senile Judak lol

Did Judak choose Elfduk by any chance…?

ㄴClick) “Are you a plant druid because you’re so absent-minded?!”

ㄴ”Plant druid duo lol”

ㄴ”Yeah, there’s something that connects absent-minded people, right?”

ㄴ”They should play chess together lol”

ㄴ(Plant Druid) “I’m not absent-minded, you know…!”

ㄴ”A person who loves plants to the point of being suspiciously obsessed…”

ㄴ”Someone who tends to plants from morning till night…”

ㄴ”A person who talks about plants all day long…”

ㄴ”If this isn’t absent-mindedness, then what is?”

ㄴ”Seriously lol how can someone spend the whole day tending to plants lol”

ㄴClick) “No, I’m serious, I don’t believe it.”

ㄴ”I believe, of course I believe lol”

ㄴ”I see a gallery that only I can see, woah!”

ㄴ”A person who sees strange things alone, woah!”

ㄴ”But didn’t Click say he saw something too, right?”

ㄴ”Oh him lol”

ㄴ”lol thinking about it, it’s ridiculous”

ㄴ”What’s going on?”

ㄴ”Ugh, another newbie on the forum”

ㄴ”Ugh, they don’t know this?”

ㄴ”Just tell them instead of keeping it to yourselves”

ㄴ”Even if you say it respectfully, why ‘tell them’????”

ㄴ”Wow, they have no manners lol”

ㄴ”That’s why forum newbies are ugh”

ㄴ”I want to receive the teachings of the seniors!!!!!!!”

ㄴ”Actually, I don’t know either lol”

ㄴ”This f*cker lol do you want to die?”

ㄴ”lolol”

ㄴ”From seniors to f*ckers lol”

ㄴ”He just went crazy and caused a ruckus before disappearing”

ㄴ”He even had a badge for deleting all posts on the forum”

ㄴ”Seriously lol”

ㄴ”I thought he was a crazy lunatic”

ㄴ”Maybe Click’s posts disappeared for the same reason he saw things alone”

ㄴ”Or maybe badges affiliated with certain factions blatantly deleted them”

ㄴ”Surprisingly, there were quite a few badges that ‘censored’ posts”

ㄴ”The atmosphere is weird now lol”

ㄴ”They allow free-spirited posts to a suspicious extent lol”

ㄴ”That means it’s likely nothing serious lol”

ㄴ”It’s probably nothing serious lol”

ㄴ”You lose if you care too much lol”

ㄴ”It’s a cliché that the one who cares in the forum loses lol”

ㄴ”Even grandmothers who care lose lol”

ㄴ”?”

ㄴ”Huh?”

ㄴ”What.”

ㄴ”gd”

ㄴ”Why!!!!!!!!!”

ㄴ”Please stop!!!!!!!”

Once again, the chaotic forum was disrupted by the gathering of grandmothers and grandfathers for their senior citizens’ meeting.

“Is it nothing serious?”

Click scratched the back of his head.

He felt like he was becoming an overly sensitive and uncomfortable person.

Was he jumping to conclusions and playing detective without knowing what was happening in the forum?

“Well.”

Well, the forum was a place where strange things happened all the time. It should be fine to let it go.

It wasn’t that big of a deal.

He casually moved on to the next page.

To his surprise, he was greeted by discussions on whether the newly purchased bikini suited him and deep discussions about chest sizes!

“Oh. The sexy pictures are awesome.”

His hands were busy due to the gallery full of provocative images.

The small happenings in the forum quickly faded from Click’s mind.

***

As the influence of the forum grew and the entire continent buzzed with activity, there was one place that remained unusually quiet.

The reason for the silence was that they didn’t receive any attention from the continent.

They were out of touch with the flow of the continent, out of fashion, and had become irrelevant.

Yes, the academy was now a stream that lagged behind the times.

“Celias. We look like we’re failing, what should we do…?”

“Even if you tell me that, it won’t change anything. I am just a humble nun. I only have the duty of a saint bestowed upon me by the blessing of the goddess of light, Lady Elise.”

Principal Nerisa of the Academy grumbled, but the saint didn’t even flinch.

Well, this wasn’t something that happened once or twice, but a daily occurrence.

The saint, Celyas, was engrossed in her book as if nothing was in front of her.

Rustle, rustle.

Flipping through the pages slowly, she savored each word and etched the sentences into her heart.

Sipping on her tea, she leisurely enjoyed the book with a relaxed expression.

Meanwhile, the one burning inside was Principal Nerisa.

“Celyas?”

“Oh, Principal Nerisa. You’re still here? It’s the perfect time for reading and contemplation, so I got lost in it without realizing.”

Celyas’s gaze drifted beyond the window.

The sunset painted the sky red. It was the early evening when the day receded and the night arrived.

Before dinner. A time when one’s stomach was moderately hungry, yet the body felt sluggish.

A perfect time for contemplation for anyone.

Yet, Principal Nerisa was far from relaxed.

How could she have leisure when the Academy was crumbling in real time?

“Celyas. No… Saint. Is there something bothering you?”

“What do you mean?”

“Have there been any prophecies about demons being reborn or a great threat looming over the continent, signaling the end?!”

“If you speak like that, Principal Nerisa, you seem like a villain who’s lost his way. How about refraining from such bad words and being careful with your words?”

Responding like a perfectly broken model student, Celyas, the Principal, clicked her tongue and lowered her tail.

“I will be careful.”

“And… if I may answer the Principal’s question, there have been no such prophecies recently. The traces of ancient demons have been diligently erased by the heroes. The continent is peaceful.”

“That’s, well, fortunate…”

Nerisa forced a smile.

She couldn’t readily laugh at the story of the continent being peaceful.

What was the Academy?

In the era when demons existed, it was an institution established to stop and seal demons.

It was a place where all races gathered to share knowledge and learn, but that too was an old story.

The ambition to kill demons had long disappeared.

The reason for the Academy’s establishment was gradually forgotten, and it was now just a name attached to an institution.

It had lost its original form and had deteriorated into a place for networking like a social club.

A change in the Academy’s activities for survival!

But it was all talk about socializing and networking. In reality, it was a gathering of acquaintances, like a dried-up well.

It couldn’t even properly function as a social club.

The Academy was currently on the path of decline.

“Sigh…”

Nerisa’s head hurt.

If she hoped for the Academy’s success, she would become a lunatic supporting the downfall of the continent.

But if she stayed still, the Academy would continue to decline.

From Nerisa’s perspective, there was no choice.

“If that’s the case…”

Wouldn’t it be better to strengthen the social function of the Academy for its future?

She cautiously glanced at the saint.

“Celyas. Perhaps…”

“What are you curious about, Principal?”

“Are there any students at the Academy who are suspected of being the ringleader of the Gallery?”

“Among the students at the Academy… Are you referring to the ringleader of the Gallery?”

Why on earth was she asking that?

The Principal laughed heartily as if she had come up with a brilliant idea.

“Yes…! If there is one, I plan to seek the Gallery’s help to reorganize the Academy. I want to ask all races for help with the Academy!”

“Ah… So you plan to transform the Academy into a social place that unites all races?”

“As expected, Saint, you understand my heart well! So, have you seen anyone suspicious?”

“Um… No, I haven’t. There doesn’t seem to be anyone suspicious.”

“I see.”

Nerisa was greatly disappointed.

Promoting the academy at the gallery… If we gather the nobles and wealthy individuals of each race, it will surely prosper!

The rumor of a female student from the Jjuttak Academy was just a rumor.

But she didn’t lose hope.

“Is there any prophecy or revelation related to the Jjuttak at the gallery? I really want to talk to Jjuttak somehow…!”

“If it’s about the gallery, I haven’t received any prophecy about it…”

Was there a reason why the Lord would give a prophecy about the gallery?

Above all… it seemed like there was no such reason.

She smiled bitterly.

“And…”

“?”

“Oh… it’s nothing. It’s time to go. How about we go eat dinner together?”

“How about dining out? I know a nice place outside.”

“The principal always eats unhealthy food, so why don’t you come with me to have a healthy meal at the academy?”

“Ugh.”

“It’s enjoyable to see you speechless out of joy.”

“Ugh.”

The principal was dragged by her hand to the academy’s dining hall.

The saint was the only one who had the ability to handle the principal of the academy as she pleased.

***

On the way back after dinner.

Celyas walked through the quiet corridor to the faculty dormitory.

Her room was so small that it would be cramped with two beds.

A modestly sized room that didn’t suit her position as a saint.

She muttered as she took off her outerwear.

“Jjuttak…”

She opened the drawer of her desk and took out a book.

The cover was worn out and the pages were yellowed.

It might have looked like trash or a rag to anyone who saw it, but she carefully wiped the cover with her palm.

It was a precious item that should not be damaged carelessly.

A diary left by her ancestors from a very long time ago, known as the Prophecy of Calias.

The Prophecy of Calias, an ancient text, was in her hands.

As a descendant of Calias, she kept and managed the ancient text.

Carefully flipping through the pages, she recalled the events of the day.

The question of whether Jjuttak was at the academy kept lingering in her mind.

Would Jjuttak really be at the academy…?

“You will soon find out the truth.”

She carefully turned to the page with the last sentence written on it.

It was a page with only a short sentence written on it.

– Jjuttak of the gallery is dead.