Chapter 25
Chapter 25
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 25
Chapter Title: The Feud That Fizzled Out
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There were three types of people in the Gallery.
Trolls, lurkers, and idiots.
Title: Dirty Dwarf Bastards
Author: Isaac Duke
Posting a warning like that in tiny font.
Their intentions are extremely impure.
And they dared to barge in while drinking and reforging? That's as good as mocking me.
Title: Sorry, I'll apologize
Author: Dwarf Blacksmith
Noble Isaac thought it was a real apology and clicked in—kek, upvote that.
(Broken holy sword meme)
(Dwarves partying with booze meme)
Not sorry at all kek.
So the board starts with two idiots setting the stage.
Then the lurking bystanders naturally flock in, and upvotes start pouring.
Quality Post) Declaring war on the dwarves
Quality Post) I won't back down from a fight
Then finally, the trolls show up.
- Reasons why dwarves are idiot soldiers.jpg
- Dwarf) Humans are no different from monkeys
- EU that absolutely must go to war
- Humans ← These guys are always the problem kek
They subtly scratch at both sides pretending to be dwarf or human, escalating the fight.
In the end, the bait exploded beyond control in just a few hours.
- Uh what, I drew the requested lewds after applying
ㄴ Post it
ㄴ Kek this is what we fight for
ㄴ Can't resist cute Judak lewds
ㄴ No bad time for meme dumps, just post and farm upvotes kek
ㄴ (Elf teary-eyed upvoting kon)
Of course, the occasional lewds and beastkin selfies popping up paused the bait for a bit.
"This won't end at this rate."
The Gallery was on the verge of total chaos.
Every section—general, free, quality posts, Q&A—started filling with fight threads.
But I had no intention of stopping it.
Instead, I made an announcement and created a new category.
Title: grow
Author: Judak☆
Hi.
Made a new category.
If you're gonna fight, take it to the Fight/Beatdown category go go go.
- Unbelievable kekekek
- You should stop it you bastard kekekekek
- Judak not mediating, straight-up encouraging kekekekek
- But shouldn't we seriously stop this?
ㄴ GTFO
ㄴ Fr why stop it?
ㄴ In a doomed world, he's offering free endorphins kek
ㄴ ?
ㄴ Dopamine idiot
- But what's "grow"?
ㄴ Looks like ancient script kekek
ㄴ I'm a historian and upper commenter is right yeah
ㄴ But why "grow"?
ㄴ As expected, idiot soldiers are orange faction
ㄴ Orange faction's foreign language skills are trash
ㄴ Orange making me ashamed
Fight/Beatdown) Signing up immediately
Author: Isaac
(Imperial declaration of war with emperor's signature)
(Knight poster pointing forward)
The Imperial Army needs you!
Join as a soldier now and fight honorably!
* Procure your own gear before enlisting
* Rations may contain sand
- These guys seem serious about war?
ㄴ Duke's holy sword carries deep meaning
ㄴ FML how'd he get permission
ㄴ Duke's always been tight with the emperor
ㄴ Not kidding, he seemed pissed after his weapon broke
- Can I sign up?
ㄴ Isaac) Of course, welcome. Where do you live?
ㄴ Antares Mountains
ㄴ Isaac) ? How do you live there
ㄴ Kek dwarves live there duh?
ㄴ Kek stupid duke
ㄴ Isaac) You bastard!!! How dare you mock me!
The mood was heating up.
Of course, I didn't care.
Lately, just lying in bed was boring as hell.
Perfect timing for some fresh bait like this—always welcome.
Fight/Beatdown) Ready for deployment
Author: Isaac
(Massive human army meme)
Hide in the kingdom all you want, dwarf scum.
I'll come find you myself.
Fight/Beatdown) Heh.
(Dwarf army in full steel armor meme)
What are you gonna do with that gear?
We'll crush you flat—just wait.
And the result of the onlookers was always the same.
The two armed armies were actually marching out.
*
"How's the gear status?"
"Perfect. We replaced everything recently—no way we'll lose."
"Heh, good."
Dwarf King Tadain stood at the front of his army, grinning in satisfaction.
Outnumbered or not, every dwarf was a walking war machine.
Leading the Steel Legion, he knew no fear.
"I've wanted a real fight like this for ages."
Truth be told, Tadain held no real grudge against humans.
Most gathered here felt the same.
Dwarven nature just made it impossible to ignore the boiling blood.
Lately, post-reclamation, combat meant occasional beast hunts at best.
Perfect chance to scratch that itch for proper human warfare.
"To defend dwarven honor, I shall fight with pride."
"We follow you!"
"For the dwarves!"
Thunderous cheers echoed across the plaza.
They just wanted to fight.
"Alright, march out!"
Tadain bellowed heroically.
As the Steel Legion finished formation to follow him—
"Oh right, you packed the booze, obviously?"
"Of course. Hundreds of bottles hit the Market daily—we'll stock up there."
Even war needs booze.
With no local brewery, they had to rely solely on Judak's Market.
"Haha, great! Let's head out!"
He slapped his armor heartily and started marching—that very moment.
[Gallery Market function disabled.]
[Reason: Concerns over military supply procurement]
Title: Fight/Beatdown Category Notice
Author: Judak☆
With interspecies gorefest season underway in the Gallery, closing the Market due to war funding concerns.
"What."
Tadain's face froze instantly.
Clang, clunk.
He whipped around at the sudden noise.
There sat a dwarf, slumped in despair, eyes vacant.
"...No booze?"
"...No... anything but that!"
"Brother, why!!!"
The Empire wasn't much different.
"Everyone, the Market's closed!"
"What!"
They'd prepped for long deployment with absurdly shelf-stable tuna cans.
Then out of nowhere, the Market shut down—no purchases possible.
Isaac Duke panicked briefly but saw an opportunity.
"No, this is perfect."
"Pardon?"
"Market closed means dwarves can't get booze either! We've already won!"
Humans love booze too, but they don't turn into vegetables without it.
Isaac sensed victory as he stepped to the plaza for his speech.
"Uh what, Market's closed?"
"Fuck, rations downgraded from tuna to moldy bread."
"Ah... classic imperial soldier treatment, nowhere to run."
The troops' mood soured fast.
Restless, unmotivated chaos.
"Soldiers of Adrian, attend!"
The duke, flustered, bellowed to regain attention.
But they glanced up once then glued eyes back to the Gallery window.
Like enduring unwanted pep talks.
Anonymous posts flooded the Gallery.
- Kek old farts got war-or-die disease?
- Need my cola fuck
- Market closed you idiots!!!!!
- Gimme tuna gimme tuna gimme tuna
- Any Gallers know how to use a bow?
"These... insolent!"
Isaac Duke didn't realize.
Ever since Judak appeared, showering modern goods.
And how the young generation's mindset shifted completely with his words.
- Judak says class doesn't matter?
- Kek even if abolished, you got invincible skill or what kek
- War over geegum!
- When honey butter chicken drop!!!!!
- Judak plz open Market!!!!!
Most youth corrupted by Judak, by his culture drops.
Unlike old generations who fought on command, now came the "why?"
"Shut off the Gallery right now!"
Even his roar just spawned mocking titles.
- Shut,,, off,,, the Gallery... right now...@!!!
ㄴ Kekekekek fuck
ㄴ Kekekekekek
- Forced conscription? Empire sons; get hurt out there? Not our sons
ㄴ My dad lost an arm too
ㄴ I lost a toe but still drafted
ㄴ Give back my bro you fucks
ㄴ Why be loyal?
ㄴ Fr you morons?
- Rather pledge to Judak than Empire? Upvote if human kek
ㄴ Up
ㄴ Me first kek
ㄴ Fr can spare an arm
ㄴ Judak saved my family
Post-Great War, imperial family's absolute power waned.
Their incompetence shone: beast kills matched deaths from poor meds, bad commands, weak prep.
Now a single Judak reply outvalued imperial crests in honor.
- Kek seriously rebellion time
- Why not make Judak emperor?
Adrian Empire fracturing at its roots.
*
"The Empire's decline has begun."
In the chilling darkness of night.
Frederick murmured.
Half the nobles gathered, listening intently.
Not your typical debate hall vibe.
"Not the Great War, not famine."
"You mean..."
"Decline came in human form. Judak—that man's the Empire's doom."
Frederick and imperial loyal houses.
Their positions shook.
Whether Judak intended it or not didn't matter.
His ideas, his goods bred disloyalty in the masses—that was the issue.
"We must kill Judak."
"Agreed. He's a threat to the Empire!"
"But how? How to kill him?"
At some point, Judak gained the power to hide his location.
Past attempts failed; at this rate, they'd watch the Empire—themselves—fall.
Then Isaac Duke rose slowly.
"We can kill him."
"What? How?"
"I've tracked his tail."
The duke, famed as sword genius from youth, placed hand on his scabbard.