Otherworld Destruction Gallery

Frederick: My apologies.

Head Moderator☆: ?

Frederick: Take this.

(A picture of a very rusty-looking greatsword)

It’s the empire-certified holy sword.

If necessary, I’ll even provide a certificate.

“Why is he acting like this all of a sudden?”

He really had changed.

He was acting so differently that it made me suspicious.

It felt like having a robber point a gun at me, demanding an apology.

Head Moderator☆: ?

Frederick: I sincerely apologize for trying to forcefully shake you.

[‘Frederick’ requests a trade with ???.]

I ended up accepting his apology bribe, caught off guard.

The massive greatsword delivered right in front of me was the evidence.

[‘???’ appraisal failed.]

The issue was the obscured name.

“Is this really a holy sword?”

I squinted, inspecting the greatsword.

It looked extremely rusty and old.

Just touching it seemed like it could inflict tetanus or something.

How could something like this be a holy sword?

But storing it in a corner of the warehouse didn’t seem right either, so I tried holding it.

Whiiir.

“What? It’s so light?”

No, it felt more like I wasn’t holding anything at all.

It was as long as an adult man, with a thick and menacing appearance—how could it be this light?

And it didn’t seem hollow either.

“Huh?”

Crack!

With an accidental swing, the poor wooden box shattered and scattered everywhere.

That’s when the unexpected happened.

[‘???’ has transformed into ‘Ancient Holy Sword’!]

[Ancient Holy Sword]

The holy sword once wielded by Adrian’s hero.

Now, its history is so old that it’s considered a fairy tale.

Only the one deemed worthy can wield it.

Equipped with a Light On/Off function!

Somehow, it felt like a cheap advertisement slogan.

At the thought of that, an intense light burst from the greatsword!

“Ugh! Oh, wait, it’s not blinding?”

The dimly lit warehouse was instantly illuminated.

On top of that, it had an automatic eye-protection feature.

“Alright, from today, you’re Light Number One.”

No other lights were needed.

Besides, this seemed like it could be used as an infinite power source without even consuming mana pellets.

While considering leaning it against a nearby wall, I remembered something important.

Click!

“I can’t resist a certification post.”

Title: It’s me. Anyone know what this is?

Author: Head Moderator☆

(Picture of the holy sword emitting light)

What is this? Does anyone know how to use it?

I’m thinking of using it as a light source for now, haha.

ㄴ Aaargh!!!

ㄴ What the hell is this in the middle of the night…

ㄴ All the nearby demon beasts will be drawn here, damn it!!!

ㄴ Head Moderator☆) Didn’t realize it was night, sorry lol

ㄴ ??

ㄴ Teacher, please reconsider your life…

– But isn’t that the Adrian holy sword?

ㄴ Huh? Now that I look at it, it does seem like it.

ㄴ Wait, how did you end up with that?

ㄴ Head Moderator☆) A troublemaker gave it to me as an apology.

ㄴ ???

ㄴ Oh damn, the empire is done for if the crown prince finds out.

ㄴ The empire fell, season #34234.

Title: Is Head Moderator a hero?

Why is it even glowing?

ㄴ That greatsword couldn’t be used during the Great War because it didn’t have an owner, so why is it glowing now?

ㄴ Head Moderator, what kind of qualifications do you have?

ㄴ Are you a female hero, Head Moderator?

ㄴ Huh?

ㄴ Oh?

ㄴ Full Elf★: Is this for real?

ㄴ Hmm, interesting.

“What? Everyone’s barely reacting?”

While showing off through the certification post, I observed the responses to see if this would be problematic.

If it was indeed a holy sword, it’d be an imperial treasure, so having it could bring more trouble than benefit.

I wasn’t a hero to begin with, just the Head Moderator.

But no one seemed to care.

Of course, there were a few who raised concerns.

– Isn’t that a holy sword? Are they allowed to just give it away like that?

ㄴ Not my business.

ㄴ Um;; Isn’t it an imperial relic?

ㄴ Do I have to know about all that?

ㄴ So, is the alcohol ban lifted?

ㄴ I’m hungry, any dinner suggestions?

ㄴ The future of Adrian looks so bright, haha.

The holy sword had not manifested even once throughout the Great War.

Maybe that’s why the Adrian folks cared more about immediate survival than some useless chunk of iron.

Once the situation settled, a wave of trending posts began appearing.

Trending Post) Head Moderator, hurry up and release the alcohol or we’re doomed!!

It’s not too late even now!!!

So hurry up and bring back the booze!!!

ㄴ Head Moderator☆: But this is a holy sword.

ㄴ Author) Ah lol, who cares, just bring out the booze already lol.

ㄴ A booze sword? Did someone say a booze sword just now?

ㄴ Is it drinkable?

ㄴ Wow; those dwarves have gone crazy from the alcohol ban.

Trending Post) Head Moderator, are you considering this right now!!!!

Author: Taldru

Should we attack Adrian now?

Should we attack that Frederick guy?

Then will we get alcohol?

ㄴ Give life to the dwarves!

ㄴ Free our lives!

ㄴ (Frog icon pointing a spear at itself, sobbing)

ㄴ I want to drink… All I think about is drinking, even in my dreams… I want to drink…

No one cared about the holy sword.

I stared blankly for a moment before letting out a hollow laugh.

Title: It’s me.

Author: Head Moderator☆

(Picture of the brightly glowing holy sword)

Am I really keeping this? Swallowing it for myself?

No complaints later, okay?

ㄴ Damn it, Owner!!! Just release the booze!!!!!

“Screw it.”

[Draft Beer 500cc] – 5 mana pellets

[Dark Beer Can 500ml] – 5 mana pellets

[Soju Good Day Bottle] – 3 mana pellets

I released the alcohol to the gallery filled with alcohol zombies.

*

The stolen booze returned to the gallery.

Just that alone turned the gallery into a frenzy.

– Haha, finally!

– Haha~ this is it~~~~

– I was seriously about to make a huge decision; Head Moderator, you saved my life.

– You’ve returned, my bliss.

Title: Head Moderator, you saved my life today.

(Picture with a bottle of soju propped up between shoulder and neck)

Elves need to live off dewdrops.

Please accept this small token of gratitude, ovo.

ㄴ Hooray

ㄴ (Elf giving a thumbs up with teary eyes icon)

ㄴ So that dewdrop was that kind of dewdrop lol

ㄴ Wow… just wow.

ㄴ Then, could this mean we get PureAndProperLady too?

ㄴ A post from the Purity Faction has been posted!

ㄴ Wha!!!

Title: Thank you, Head Moderator Oppa!

Author: PureAndProperLady

(A picture with only eyes peeking out)

(A rough thumbs-up picture next to high-proof distilled liquor)

Head Moderator, you are our hope!

I love you *^^*

ㄴ Hm…

ㄴ Tsk, downvoted.

ㄴ Lost your original spirit, disappointed in you, PureAndProperLady.

ㄴ Author) I don’t really understand what you all are saying ^^

ㄴ Head Moderator☆: You said you love me! You said you love me!!

ㄴ Author) …^^

Title: Posting on behalf of PureAndProperLady >v<

Author: Home Alone and Drunk

(Something indecent from a male)

I’m embarrassed, but… I hope this satisfies you >o<

ㄴ Ah!!! Damn it!!! You jerk!!!!

ㄴ …You bastard!

ㄴ Satisfy you with what, you bastard!!!

ㄴ Yikes!

ㄴ Author, why don’t you go chew on some deadly herb in the woods.

– Oh.

ㄴ ?

“Ah, damn.”

I saw it.

This was a tactical nuke—perhaps even more powerful.

I quickly clicked on his user info and gave him a 999-day ban.

But even that didn’t calm me down.

I hurriedly grabbed the holy sword that I’d placed nearby, switched on the light function, and rubbed my eyes with it.

[Holy Light]

Purifies a corrupted, decayed mind.

“Hoo…”

Finally, my severely shaken mind settled down.

The holy sword had a feature besides just lighting; it also had an eye-cleanser function.

“Anyway, I wonder if what I sent has arrived safely.”

What Frederick gave me wasn’t something he should’ve handed over so casually.

It might be fine for now, but it could become an issue in the future.

Swallowing a treasure like this could spell trouble.

In that sense, I pondered what could be useful and recalled the usual complaints posted in the gallery.

– Ugh, no appetite…

– I’m eating only to survive, that’s it.

– Eating plain meat and water after marketplace food is tough.

“The culinary culture here was underdeveloped.”

To be precise, it wasn’t given a chance to develop.

When the Great War broke out, all cultures were reduced to ashes, which solidified the Otherworld’s perception of food into one thing.

– Hey, complainers, you wanna die?

– As long as it’s filling and nutritious, that’s all that matters.

It was all about survival.

Taste wasn’t an important factor.

Taking that into account, I decided to gift Frederick some magic powder to ease public discontent.

– By the way, the imperial family distributed this stuff. What is it?

– Smooth, tiny bits of paper? Hmm.

– Seasoning? They said to mix it into food?

Indeed, it was magic powder.

It was MSG.

*

A certain four-person party was crossing the mountains.

The knight walking at the front spoke.

“Let’s camp here for the day.”

“Whew! It’s finally over!”

“It’s exhausting, but it feels rewarding.”

“I’ll prepare the meal right away!”

This was the party led by Rox, the knight from the Kingdom of Kelton who had his life saved by the Head Moderator’s energy drink.

Unusually, the group consisted of an elf, a dwarf, a dogkin, and a knight, with a straightforward goal.

“How many did we hunt today?”

“Hmm, seems like about eighty.”

The goal was to hunt demon beasts.

After wandering aimlessly, burdened by guilt for failing to protect Kelton’s king, Rox naturally formed this party.

A unique team, even at first glance.

Each member harbored deep hatred for demon beasts, creating a strong bond.

But that alone wasn’t enough to form a multi-racial party.

There was a decisive reason holding them together.

“So, is the marketplace open?”

It was the Head Moderator’s marketplace.

Enjoying marketplace food after a grueling journey.

It was the epitome of heavenly relaxation.

However, the dwarf, Gillie, who opened the gallery, didn’t look pleased.

Instead, his face displayed a terrible mix of despair and agony.

“…It’s over.”

“Pardon?”

“Everything’s sold out! The Head Moderator opened the marketplace an hour early!”

“What?!”

Upon hearing Gillie’s lament, the faces of the other party members, who were setting up camp, turned sour.

Everyone except Rox, the energy drink fanatic.

The elf Nadia, whose ears drooped, squeezed her eyes shut and raised her voice.

“Gillie, you were supposed to check the marketplace first! Why didn’t you do it sooner?”

“How was I supposed to know this would happen? Damn it, if I’d known, I would’ve saved some beer…”

The group quickly started to fall apart without their focal point.

“You idiot dwarf! Because of you, we’re missing out on soju today!”

“What did you say?”

“Hand over my precious Chamisul!”

“Oh, listen to this knife-ear, huh?”

In an instant, the atmosphere turned tense.

Fortunately, the human thief, Sofia, who doubled as a porter, had preemptively secured an item.

“Excuse me, inferior species…! P-please calm down! I managed to secure one of these…”

“Hmph… Well, then…”

“Wait a moment, Sofia. What did you just say…”

“Look here!”

What Sofia took out was the seasoning powder, MSG, which the Head Moderator had distributed through Frederick.

Thanks to its widespread sharing, each member of the party had managed to get their hands on it.

Gathered around the campfire, each of them was impressed for their own reasons.

It was the very MSG that had become a hot topic in the gallery.

“Oh… How could such a sophisticated packaging material be created?”

“If you just add this to food, it magically becomes delicious?”

“As expected from the Head Moderator. Is he a god…?”

“Alright, everyone, keep it down…! Please, just watch while I demonstrate…!”

Shake, shake.

Sofia sprinkled some MSG over the grotesque demon beast stew.

Once, twice, then she poured the whole packet in.

“Hmm… Is this really going to work?”

Nadia’s expression grew dubious.

No matter how many magical items the Head Moderator brought, this one seemed particularly unrealistic.

“Enough! Miss Nadia, you try it first!”

“Huh? Me first?”

“You’re the oldest here!”

“…”

Nadia felt a strange mix of emotions.

Sofia was so adorable with her blonde hair and not-yet-matured look.

‘Why do I feel oddly irritated by her…?’

Meanwhile, three pairs of eyes were fixed intently on her.

With her ears drooping and shoulders hunched, Nadia finally mustered the courage to take a spoonful of the demon beast stew.

“Eeek?!”

“Nadia, are you alright?”

“It—it’s delicious!!”

Nadia’s pointed ears perked up.

It was the first time in the Otherworld that demon beast meat tasted sweet and delicious.