Chapter 36
Chapter 36
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 36
Chapter Title: Pigeon, Let's Eat - 3
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[General] Title: Please put a "NSFW Warning" on the gallery main images Author: ChipDealer I was munching on pancakes in downtown Baran while browsing the gallery, but that "Main Quest Clear" image hit me so hard I started jerking off like a maniac. Everyone around stared at me like I was nuts, yelling shit like "What the fuck" and "Call the lord!" My mind went blank and I accidentally projected the gallery window into the air. Now all the climbers around me saw it too. The city's full of guys jerking off to that one image together. This is all your fault. If you'd tagged it "NSFW," none of this would've happened... — MapleSyrup🔸 Gay... — WallBloodInvincible Calling all the dick-tuggers. — MoSoloAdainLife No wonder it reeked of slutty vibes. — BladeOfDoom Defeat fap incoming! — popapo01 Wtf real tower trash;; — WannaEatOiledFish What the fuck is this dogshit stank — LikeTheWind Heh heh heh, come on over! Time to taste the galju! — ㅁㄴㅇㄹ Fapfapfapfapfapfapfapfap — KALSONG First time seeing a main quest auto-clear lololol was chilling with my gf in my room when skill level up popped outta nowhere and I freaked tf out lololol — MoSoloAdainLife ↳ Reply Beat your dick bitch — MouthFartLowKick ↳ Reply Just die [General] Title: Everyone come check out these feathers~♡ Author: Fur Lover🔹 (Image blocked by moderator.) Our sturdy Dogkin tribe♡ — MouthFartLowKick Damn, mods are on point lololol — ㅁㄴㅇㄹ Fr lololol so damn fast lololol — LikeTheWind This guy's famous for posting nothing but gross pics — 얎샶잆 ↳ Reply Fr why's this dude a mod? — WannaEatOiledFish ↳ Reply Feels like he doesn't do jack shit for work — 얎샶잆 ↳ Reply Getting real pissed at how he's simping hard for Dogkin asses — WannaEatOiledFish ↳ Reply Fr lololol and cracking down on anons too, whole mod team's just simping lololol ⭐ Top Comment — MoSoloAdainLife Lol bet clicking it is just a big-tiddy NPC ass pic compilation, who you tryna bait lol — MoSoloAdainLife ↳ Reply Ack!!!! — MagicStick10inch ↳ Reply Why's this guy suicidal ; — ㅁㄴㅇㄹ ↳ Reply Fr lololol [Best] Title: Sex Tits Ass Dick Pussy Author: IceMagic🔹 New moderator here. Nice to meet you all. — MouthFartLowKick ? — ㅁㄴㅇㄹ ??? — LikeTheWind What even is this — NationalPowerTroll ???? — WannaEatOiledFish What — IceMagic🔹 FYI the title means nothing. For visibility, I researched the gallery for a month and picked the top 5 most mentioned keywords. — WallBloodInvincible ↳ Reply No lololololol — KALSONG ↳ Reply Mods lost it lololol — popapo01 ↳ Reply Beep analyzing human search results... — MouthFartLowKick ↳ Reply Whoa! You really nailed the core! — MoSoloAdainLife ↳ Reply This guy's actually likable; — NationalPowerTroll ↳ Reply OMG ◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Ah."
I woke up with a pang of regret. Even without logging out, getting banned from the gallery had kicked me out.
Reason: Inciting disputes - Galducup ban Climber 'NationalPowerTroll' has been banned for 'one day'. "..."
'I just wrote a simulation saying a troll shaman would beat an orc mage if they fought. That's all.'
And yet I got banned.
Unlike the previous mods who played loose depending on the mood, the new one banned even petty chit-chat like this in record time. Like a missile interceptor.
'Public sentiment's turning ugly because of it.'
-Time to hang the mods up by their necks?
-Lord lit is fine but NSFW gets banned why?
-Just rolled some gal-dumplings and got banned...
'At least unban the anons.'
I missed the vibe from a month ago. As long as you avoided irresponsible gross pics, it was great for lurking and picking up all sorts of stories.
"..."
Well...
Anyway.
No complaints about getting banned.
'Guess I gotta keep the flamewars in check.'
Sorry, troll shaman.
I'll redeem your honor next time with an info post.
'They'll let a sage-knowledge post slide.'
I got up feeling sheepish, washed my face, changed clothes, and headed to the reception room in the lord's manor to meet Niva.
"..."
I paused mid-step and glanced outside.
Baran, past autumn, was peaceful.
With cold winter approaching, climbers were grinding daily quests for their gains, and citizens were picking up new side gigs at home.
'Holy site's folks are recovering on the supplies we sent, so Abel and the saintess have some free time—they even do night taxi runs sometimes.'
Plus, holy relics and faith rewards littered the area near the holy site, so I planned to send over some priest-potentials soon.
'Maximizing gallery intel while keeping ties with climbers.'
The city on the brink of ruin...
Was now laying the foundations for revival. No threats left. Long ago, the three heroes and two survivors had barely beaten the black serpent.
Just peace ahead.
'Support the climbers steadily on main quests, and that's it.'
"..."
But.
For some reason.
A chill lingered in a corner of my mind.
'Is this really everything?'
I couldn't pinpoint why, but unresolved info bits swirled in the back of my head.
For example.
Black Church
Black robes
Goblin assassin
Rulers from other floors...
And.
'What the hell am I in this tower?'
If I alone could fix the tower's curses and famines, why right before the mid-floors—exactly at floor 49—did all food vanish?
'Just for a few months' wait?'
No...
What's this tower even for?
'Why does it destroy the outside world—'
"Lucius."
"!"
A voice from beside me. Turning, Niva stood there in her bunny girl outfit, polishing her sunglasses. She eyed me curiously in the hallway.
"What're you doing standing there alone?"
"...Just looking at the city."
"Yeah, leaves are all gone now that autumn's over. Winter's really here."
"Sure is."
As she sidled up, my eyes naturally drifted to her fully exposed back. Honestly, eye candy outfit (for the female form only), but with the cooling weather, worry crept in.
I finally asked.
"Not cold?"
"Nah. Looks skimpy, but it's artifact-grade—easy resize, comfy, and super warm. Warmer than bundling in a heavy coat."
"Miracle bunny suit, huh."
"Yeah, pretty much."
She slipped on the sunglasses, revealing her usual white-dominant perky casuals underneath. Very modern vibe.
All white.
Fresh somehow.
"!"
'Bunny ears turned white too.'
Niva glanced sideways.
"Anyway. Where to today?"
"Church first for some business, then butcher for blood, then holy site."
"Blood?"
"Yeah, got a blood magic lecture lined up there."
"!"
She asked a bit lowly.
"...From the saintess?"
"No, from Inquisitor Abel. Said blood magic handles life force."
"Oh, gotcha."
Then silence.
"..."
"..."
Niva didn't offer her hand like usual—instead fidgeted her feet and peeked at me. In white clothes, she really looked like a mountain hare.
"Something on your mind?"
"..."
-Oppa, notice anything different?
Why does that question flash in my head.
'Never heard it in my past life.'
Ugh, damn it.
But I knew the right answer.
"The white suits you great. Perfect match for the winter scenery."
"!"
Seemed correct.
Niva's face lit up with a bright smile.
"Hehe."
"..."
Cute.
...That thought.
Because I already believed she liked me? Or proof I'm starting to like her too.
"..."
Not sure yet.
But it didn't feel bad.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Holy site Gades Vanea.
Busier than before thanks to Baran's supplies, I met Inquisitor Abel there and handed him two small iron canisters.
"Here."
"!"
Abel looked stunned even through his eyepatch. He cradled the two canisters delicately in his white-gloved hands.
"You're really giving these to us?"
"Just did."
"Thank you. I'll make sure to pass on our gratitude to the saintess."
As he bowed,
Liquid sloshed in the canisters from his robes.
"Oh!"
Worried it'd spill.
Abel hastily steadied himself, gripping tight. He shook one to sniff.
"Truly... a scent I've never encountered. So ecstatic. Like a blessing from the Goddess of Earth. Divine."
"..."
'Emphasizing it twice, huh.'
At his ecstatic tone,
Niva beside me suddenly crossed her arms.
"?"
Glanced her way, but she played it off, still arm-in-arm with me. Cheeks reddening under the sunglasses.
'What timing.'
Soft, nice though.
Anyway.
I shook my head.
"Such praise embarrasses me."
"Not at all. Legendary ability essence. Grace from the Goddess of Earth no less. Can't praise it enough. I'd love to seal it here for future earth angels, but..."
"Blood sours if left too long at odd temps. It's bound by nature's laws after all."
Abel slumped his shoulders. Like it pained him they'd have to drink it themselves.
"Such a shame for something so precious."
"Think of it as payment for those two nightly taxi runs."
"Truly... thank you."
The liquid in the canister Abel raved about was my own blood. Weekly pass for the air taxi I'd been using.
"..."
'Who knew earth angels—vamps—taste blood differently by ability rank.'
Learned from pigeon mail and chit-chat on night taxi rides.
-Any blood won't do?
-Nope, has to carry the target's gratitude. And higher rank on the giver makes it tastier, more potent.
Even 'special-grade' like Archbishop Kairos's shared blood was leagues above. Like turnip vs. honey recalling childhood.
'Legendary's gotta be Michelin-star level.'
But blood needed 'gratitude,' so high-rank was rare. Got some as a gift this time.
"..."
Somehow.
Learning these bits one by one stripped away the vampire image, replacing it with goddess errand boys.
'Look shady, but pretty innocent folk.'
Abel tucked the gift carefully and went into the temple, returning empty-handed. No intent to drink on-site.
I asked him.
"Saintess and archbishop doing well?"
"Yes. Saintess is patrolling the dark woods as mist right now. Archbishop Kairos is sleeping again today. Sleeping more lately."
"I see."
Old man sleeping more.
Knew what that meant, so...
Let it slide.
'Natural aging. Not long for Archbishop Kairos.'
I said.
"Let's start the lesson then. Brought plenty of pig blood too, so blood magic basics—"
Before I finished,
Holy site residents eating in the clearing buzzed.
-Look at that!
-Storm clouds over the plains...!
-No way.
-Storm King! The Storm King's sending troops again—!
Where they pointed: dark clouds indeed over the white-flower plains corner. Like a sudden shower.
But unfamiliar term.
"Storm King?"
"..."
Abel paused, then met my eyes.
"Looks like the lesson's postponed. But I can show you one thing."
"What?"
He conjured a red trident with blood magic. White mist billowed from his body as he spoke.
"Using blood magic's life force to slay spectral undead."
"!"
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