Otherworld Destruction Gallery

Title: Head Moderator, Thank You!

(Image of reclaiming up to the first fortress wall and planting a flag)

I succeeded in killing every demon beast that crept into the fortress.

It was all thanks to the drink that the Head Moderator provided.

We Dwarves will never forget Head Moderator’s help, and we vow to repay it.

You are now our brother!

ㄴ ☆Head Moderator) Wow; you completely wiped them out;

ㄴ Author) Haha! After a single sip, they all came back to life like magic.

ㄴ Author) So, by the way… do you have any more of that drink?

ㄴ ☆Head Moderator) I’ll sell it again once the points accumulate. ^^

ㄴ ☆Head Moderator) Oh, do you need more food the same way as before?

ㄴ Author) Just the drink will do!

ㄴ ☆Head Moderator) Okay, so mostly drink, but what about meals?

ㄴ Author) Just the drink will do!

ㄴ ☆Head Moderator) ?

ㄴ Author) Just the drink will do!

The Dwarves drove away those overwhelming demon beasts the moment they took a drink.

Apparently, the demon beasts fled in terror as the Dwarves, usually holed up inside the fortress, charged out with flushed faces.

“But Dwarves do get drunk easily, don’t they?”

Usually, no matter how strong the alcohol, Dwarves just enjoy it, so I thought it wouldn’t hit them this hard; they got very drunk.

It made me a bit worried.

If they head to battle drunk, it could actually lead to a defeat.

Title: Dwarves, Come Take a Look

Author: ☆Head Moderator

I’m planning to add alcohol to the marketplace, but isn’t it too high-proof?

Getting drunk in the middle of war is risky.

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

ㄴ Worrying about alcohol proof for Dwarves, haha, so cute.

ㄴ Haha, Head Moderator, you really come from another place, don’t you?

ㄴ ☆Head Moderator) Drinking in combat isn’t a good idea, right?

ㄴ True, but Dwarves are different. They need alcohol to function.

ㄴ The stronger, the better!

ㄴ We love beer too, but it’s been too long since we’ve had any good drinks…

ㄴ Hmm, preferably over 40 proof would be nice.

ㄴ Can you sell that kind of drink, Head Moderator?

ㄴ ☆Head Moderator) Yeah, there are ones over 60 proof.

ㄴ !!!

ㄴ Sell it now!

ㄴ ☆Head Moderator) No, that’s a bit difficult.

ㄴ Why, why! Brother, what’s the reason!

ㄴ Your faces turned red just from a beer tap, remember?

ㄴ …

ㄴ ….

ㄴ Haha, look at the Dwarves getting all riled up!

ㄴ Normally, they’d be raging to kill someone, but since it’s Head Moderator, they can’t.

“Wait, they’re actually offended?”

A sudden silence fell over the comments.

I was genuinely concerned, but it felt like I had accidentally hit a nerve with the Dwarves.

“Well, they didn’t really say anything.”

Luckily, there was no extreme reaction.

ㄴ Haha~ Look at those stumpy ones, can’t even drink now?

ㄴ They’ve been away from alcohol for so long they’ve become lightweight drinkers, haha.

ㄴ Dwarves = lightweight drinkers

ㄴ Hahaha

ㄴ Haha, you guys sure are funny. One more word, and I’ll drown you in liquor.

ㄴ Oh my god.

ㄴ Gasp.

No, actually, their level of reaction wasn’t mild at all.

It seemed like hitting their pride over alcohol was a landmine that could provoke a murderous rage.

“Wow.”

Suddenly, I wondered if a Dwarf would come through that storage door instead of a demon beast.

Hurriedly, I brought the highest-proof liquor I knew of and quickly added it to the marketplace.

[Head Moderator’s Marketplace]

[New Item in Stock!]

[Absinthe 55] – 7 Mana Pellets

Unexpectedly, the response to the alcohol was quite positive.

– Absinthe, this is quite something!!!

– I’ve never seen a drink like this anywhere. It’s the first time in my life.

– Perfect drink in perfect glass craftsmanship. Is this a creation of the gods?

The Dwarves were especially fond of the absinthe.

As far as I knew, absinthe was a potent distilled drink with a crazy proof of 55.

– This is what you call a drink!

“Is their affinity for alcohol directly proportional to proof?”

It was a bit hard for me to understand.

To think they’d be thrilled, drinking something with a proof high enough for a science lab.

And it wasn’t just the Dwarves.

Interest in alcohol crossed species boundaries.

Besides absinthe, the draft beer attracted a lot of interest from other species as well.

– What is this?

– The quality of this drink is insane.

– I never thought I’d get to drink something this high-quality.

– I was struggling to the point of death, but drinking this feels comforting…

Maybe it was because the world was so bleak.

[Item Registered!]

[Sold Out.]

I was getting used to seeing those two phrases pop up as soon as I posted something.

– Head Moderator, give us more alcohol…

– I want to drink… please!

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

– Hah… I want to fly like a butterfly…

“Is this really okay?”

It felt like the gallery reeked of alcohol.

Amid the constant swings of emotion, I started feeling the need to appoint a second-in-command.

But I couldn’t just grab anyone and put them in charge.

Then, a post caught my eye.

Title: Is This Really Okay?

Ever since you started selling alcohol, everyone’s motivation dropped way too much.

The most important thing for survival is willpower, so what’ll you do if people start giving up after drinking?

I think Head Moderator is being a bit thoughtless here.

“Hm, is that so?”

Even though I was in another world, all I knew was the storage room basement.

And as time passed, there was a growing opposition to alcohol.

Title: Head Moderator, Check This Post

Let me speak up here, but this is way too dangerous.

Instead of wanting to fight, everyone’s just lying around reminiscing about the past.

Just looking at the gallery should tell you that alcohol sales should stop, and maybe increase the sales of bottled water instead.

That would be the right path for you.

ㄴ Who are you to tell Head Moderator what to do?

ㄴ Author) No, it’s definitely risky. Someone had to speak up, like me.

ㄴ ???

ㄴ Damn, people like you just keep crawling out.

ㄴ Author) I’m just giving my opinion. I’m not wrong.

ㄴ Bull. He’s selling it so Dwarves can survive; they’re free to buy it. Who are you to criticize?

ㄴ This guy’s periods at the end of every sentence are seriously annoying.

ㄴ True, it doesn’t feel like he belongs here.

ㄴ Are you a demon beast spy?

ㄴ Author) ????

Title: Elves Are in an Uproar Right Now

The Elder Elves are banning the purchase of alcohol, citing tradition.

They’re already disciplining a few young Elves who bought some of it; it’s infuriating;

They lived it up back in the day when they were young and peaceful, and now they’re being hypocrites.

ㄴ Haha, this guy’s mask is slipping.

ㄴ Fact: the Elven society is becoming healthier.

ㄴ Haha, classic Elf behavior.

ㄴ Lovely~

ㄴ Elves, how delightful~

The Elves were the loudest about the alcohol sales.

Apparently, a generational divide was opening up between young Elves—those under two hundred—and the older ones.

“They both seem like elders to me.”

Though by Elven standards, they’re all quite young compared to me, who hasn’t even come of age.

The alcohol issue grew intense and ultimately exploded.

Title: Announcement from the Elven Elder Council

Our Elven Elder Council deems the current actions of Head Moderator as incorrect.

The alcohol spread by Head Moderator is harming Elven society, creating chaos.

So if Head Moderator is reading this, we warn you to stop immediately.

We hope Head Moderator makes a wise decision.

ㄴ Ugh, these Elves are so embarrassing.

ㄴ Young Elf, feel the shame and join us.

ㄴ Get lost, this is why the continent keeps isolating you all.

ㄴ Haha, boomer vs. boomer Elf war.

ㄴ I’m still young! Don’t compare me!

ㄴ Aren’t these guys tired yet?

ㄴ They’ve been meddling with other species since before the Great War.

“What the heck is this?”

I was left speechless in disbelief.

It had been a long time since I’d seen anyone not only use the gallery poorly, but actually try to control it.

Hah, do they really think I’d back down if they gave a warning?

“…But isn’t it a little scary?”

Of course, it was a little intimidating, but the gallery head’s position always comes with some fear.

If you back down just because someone tries to push you, you’re not worthy of the head spot.

And anyway, where do they think they are?

This is the gallery—where impulsive rage and foul language reign. A polite warning means nothing here.

Determined, I quickly made a post.

Title: Haha, how ridiculous

Author: ☆Head Moderator

Judging people, political meddling—you can do that in your own society, not here. Trying to disrupt things in the gallery?

Before I ban you for 999 days, delete your posts and leave.

ㄴ The Head Moderator as expected!

ㄴ Once again, Head Moderator’s resilience is incredible!

ㄴ Yes, this is it!

ㄴ Those meddling Elves were getting annoying; this is as refreshing as a cold drink!

Most people sided with me.

Yeah, yeah, keep cheering me on.

I smiled in victory, just about to settle things, when—

ㄴ But Head Moderator, you sure about this? Those guys can trace your location, remember?

“What?”

ㄴ They’re notorious for tracking down rivals and assassinating them.

“What… what?”

I quickly deleted the post and made a new announcement visible to everyone.

Title: Esteemed Elven Elders, I apologize

I will never act recklessly again, haha.

As you said, alcohol is indeed dangerous.

From now on, all alcohol sales will be completely halted.

Though embarrassing, I had no choice—I didn’t want to die.

As soon as I posted my lengthy apology, the reactions were predictably harsh.

ㄴ What the hell?

ㄴ Head Moderator, seriously…

ㄴ Classic, immediately caving in as usual…

ㄴ So, we can’t drink anymore? No way!

ㄴ Good choice.

ㄴ I’ll be watching closely from now on.

ㄴ ☆Head Moderator) I pledge my loyalty!

“It’s not because I was scared; alcohol is genuinely bad for your health.”

It wasn’t that I chickened out, I swear.

*

“Hmph, impressive, Head Moderator.”

Mersen, clad in luxurious silk clothing, with long black hair and jewel-like, sea-blue eyes, smiled faintly.

She was the most influential Elf in the Elder Council, even the Elf Queen dared not interfere with her.

And it was Mersen who had enforced the restriction on Head Moderator.

“Isn’t this the proper Elf society? Alcohol, honestly, is absurd.”

Although it seemed to displease the Elf Queen…

“What can that immature child, not even two hundred years old, do about it?”

She had no intention of listening to the Elf Queen’s words.

Feeling triumphant, Mersen was just about to enjoy a refreshing glass of spring water instead of something filthy like alcohol.

– Upvote if you want to kill the Elven Elder Council that forced prohibition, haha

“Pfft!”

A post that caught her eye made her almost spit out her drink.

“U-Upvote? How vulgar. This post…”

With her brows furrowed, Mersen was about to delete it with a dignified threat, but another post popped up.

Title: I’m a Dwarf

I stake my honor on killing you.

“Hmph. What can one Dwarf do…”

Title: I’m also a Dwarf

I don’t care about demon beasts.

Pointy-eared witch, I’ll personally bury you.

“Haha, these Dwarves are more furious than usual.”

– The Elves are truly pathetic, aren’t they?

– All they do is sow division and meddle in others’ affairs; what else can they actually do?

– After we finish off the demon beasts, let’s purge the Elves next.

Elf = a talking annoyance.

“What… what is all this!”

The gallery’s reaction to the forced prohibition was intense.

Seeing the Dwarves’ murderous hostility and the humans joining in, Mersen spat out her water.