[Look at the state of the gallery master’s broadcast, must want to go to hellㅋㅋ](1142)
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『So please just broadcast ㅠㅜㅜㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ please…』
[For realㅋㅋ]
[An ugly frog turning around GIF.]
[The broadcast you wantㅋㅋ absolutely notㅋㅋ gayㅋㅋㅋ]
[For real, in the early days of the broadcast, there were streams every day, morning, noon, and evening. But as she became popular, the frequency of her broadcasts kept decreasingㅋㅋ]
[Aah, what if you just broadcast every three days, making it all suspensefulㅋㅋ]
ㄴ[It’s not three days, it’s 3 days]
ㄴ[?]
ㄴ[??]
ㄴ[What the hell is this?]
ㄴ[You can’t be serious about thinking three days means four days, right?]
ㄴ[No way]
ㄴ[What are you talking about? Since it’s three days, isn’t it four days?]
ㄴ[ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]
ㄴ[What the heckㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]
ㄴ[This guy is hopeless..]
ㄴ[Who is thiswwwww thinking three days means four dayswww]
[Unless the gallery master is too busy getting crushed by viewership beams to broadcast, I won’t accept it.]
ㄴ[This crazy guyㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]
ㄴ[You got straight to the pointㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]
ㄴ[? With who?]
ㄴ[Who else? Isn’t it that hero or whatever?]
ㄴ[If that’s the case, it’s settled.]
ㄴ[You want to do a collab?]
ㄴ[Looks like there are collab hopefuls hereㅋㅋ]
ㄴ[Ah… uh…]
ㄴ[Delete thisㅋㅋ]
ㄴ[Manager: I’m preserving this in the archives.]
ㄴ[The manager popped upㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]
ㄴ[Can’t delete itㅋㅋ]
Today, still, in the genre hunter gallery, hundreds of thousands of malicious net runners and fans were rolling various tidbits about the gallery master, Isia.
In reality, she hadn’t been able to stream much lately due to Menelapie returning to the mortal realm, along with issues concerning Lirisia and the elves.
Fortunately, Isia had always streamed as she pleased; if she wanted to stream, she would, and if she wanted to stop, she would. So, her schedule was much more flexible compared to other hunter streamers.
However, that doesn’t mean fans and malicious net runners wouldn’t be dissatisfied if Isia wasn’t streaming for 24 hours.
No, perhaps even if she did stream for 24 hours, they would still whine, saying they were tired of it.
[Hey hey hey hey gal master has appeared]
[Is she collabing?]
[Kitdaaahhhhhh]
[Holding my breath until the gallery master streams. Hup!]
ㄴ[No, she’s already streaming]
ㄴ[So breathe normallyㅋㅋ]
ㄴ[ㅇㅎ]
[?]
[Hey, but what’s the title of the stream?]
[Title? Why the title?]
[It’s not like what’s happening is newㅋㅋ]
At the same time, countless people were turning on the switch platform to connect to Isia‘s stream, but bizarre reactions started flying in from the advance team.
The title seems strange.
What’s that again?
However, how many times has Isia done something bizarre during her broadcasts?
The net runners who had watched Isia’s streams multiple times thought to themselves.
‘She’s probably going to do something crazy againㅋㅋ’
‘It’s just going to be nonsense anyway.’
‘Is she going to make steak out of mosquitoes this time?’
‘Is she retrying that corn fly thing?’
It’s just nonsense anyway.
No, it’s just that they’ve become accustomed to it, so it doesn’t seem like nonsense anymore.
Now that they think about it, isn’t calling it nonsense a bit harsh?
And as soon as the net runners saw the title of Isia’s broadcast, their brains stopped for a second.
[Grilling Meat with Kanp Girl – Isia the Hunter]
What is this?
An elf eating meat…?
○○○○
“I’m hungry!”
Earlier, Isia hadn’t had time to eat as she set off to look for Lirisia, who suddenly broke her seal. Then she spent hours organizing dungeon cabbages in Yeonseo’s cabbage field, and at this point, it had already become dinner time.
Though she had eaten quite a bit of dungeon cabbage, she hadn’t consumed any protein or carbohydrates, so that couldn’t be counted as a meal.
Anyway, feeling her stomach sticking to her waist now, Isia planned to have a hearty dinner with Menelapie and Small Olga, holding their hands.
Of course, she had no intention of serving guests half-heartedly.
Small Olga.
Isia’s Mangja Seongnyeo.
The last child of the World Tree.
Naturally, she had to be treated to the most extravagant courses that Isia knew.
“So, this is where we are…?”
“Yup!”
In front of Olga’s eyes lay a street adorned with dazzling signs from numerous meat restaurants as if it were a vibrant entertainment district.
“Tada! This is the Cheonan-Asan Dummaegol Monster Meat Disassembly Street!”
Located slightly away from Seoul, the new Cheonan-Asan Station was one of the places where various gates gathered.
Of course, dangerous gates have long since been cleared or completely erased, or monsters exterminated due to hunters’ concentrated attacks.
However, regardless of how many monsters had been eradicated, the dungeons themselves remained, transforming the transportation line directly connecting the Cheonan-Asan Station to numerous gates nearby into a gigantic complex for hunters.
Ranging from F-grade dungeons to A-grade dungeons, it was one of the most famous and largest hunter streets in the nation.
Excluding Seoul, the hunter street at Cheonan-Asan Station was a place that any hunter in Korea needed to visit at least once every two weeks, armed with all the hunter infrastructure, including a weapon manufacturing company dedicated to hunters and a repair shop for hunter gear. There was even a section from the association that introduced requests to hunters. Moreover, the government has named this area as the hunter street and provides support for it.
Furthermore, there is a unique restaurant in this place where…
If you bring edible monsters captured from nearby dungeons, they disassemble the monsters right then and there for you to use them as food.
Of course, they also buy and sell classified edible monster meat and sell odd herbs, strange plants, and vegetables that only appear in dungeons.
Rumor has it that those who disassemble the monsters possess skills in dismemberment that are quite refined.
Butchers.
Disassemblers.
It’s said you can enjoy meat processed by experts who have completely different skills trained compared to Isia’s clumsily learned disassembly from Internet searching.
“By the way, Small Olga, are you really okay?”
Menelapie looked down at Olga with a slightly worried gaze.
Although Olga isn’t exactly the same as the elves from the world Menelapie lived in, the basic knowledge states that elves are herbivores.
Of course, sand elves or nomadic tribes living in deserts may raise livestock and practice carnivorism, but that is only an exceptional case. Olga, living in the Daesanrim, is almost a true vegan, which makes Menelapie concerned if she can truly accept carnivorism.
“Yes, honestly, I thought I’d vomit… but uh, maybe because I’ve seen Isia’s streams a lot, I don’t feel nauseous at all.”
“Hehe, see? Our Leaf Frying Shop isn’t that weak, is it, Menelapie?”
“……”
Menelapie could hardly comprehend how Olga, an elf, came to be called “Leaf Frying Shop,” but indeed, internet culture seems to surpass her understanding.
“Suuuuu~”
Sizzling aromas of meat and charcoal filled the air, making Isia feel like she had returned home.
Meat.
Meat is magnificent.
Of course, one could argue that living without eating meat isn’t a problem. Plenty of plant-based foods are rich in protein, including beans and tofu. There are many people who refuse meat for religious or personal beliefs wanting to live in harmony with nature.
But you know, right?
Human instincts ultimately covet meat.
There are numerous cases where vegetarians causing disturbances outside of beef houses are reported for harassing customers, as well as extreme vegetarians ridiculing and criticizing meat-eaters online.
But you won’t find such cases vice versa.
I’ve never seen a normal meat-eating person go “Aww, vegetarians are so inhumane,” while mocking them either.
‘Oh no, the veggies that have been buried for so long are getting eaten by humans, how sad…’ A meat-eater does not demean vegetarians as inferior or base people.
Why?
Because meat-eaters have no reason to be mad, that’s why.
So in conclusion, I am an advocate of carnivorism.
Meat is good.
Meat is great.
Meat is delicious.
Meat is excellent.
Just grilling it makes it tasty.
Boiling it is delicious.
Meal preparation through marinated dishes with soy sauce is also fantastic.
Slice rice, eggs, and meat, throw in soy sauce, onions, garlic, and coat with sesame oil and cooking wine, then stir-fry it, and bam—Perfection!
You can fry tender pork tenderloin into tonkatsu, and when battered with Gabri-sal attached to the loin, those crispy golden-brown pieces baked in the oven are absolutely divine.
However, humans can live without meat, and, yes, one can survive without eating meat.
But I always thought that if you’re going to live long without eating meat, you shouldn’t bother living long at all, a belief I had even before I became a Mangja Seongnyeo.
“I’m fine, Isia. I have stuff to eat too, don’t I?”
Olga glanced at the herbal plants growing next to the dungeon.
It seems she still has some hesitation.
“Isia, it doesn’t seem right to push meat on the elf just yet. What about we go somewhere else?*”
“Menelapie, don’t you trust me?”
“……?”
In response to Isia’s question of trust, Menelapie’s eyes widened.
“Of course I trust you! If you said the sun would rise in the west tomorrow, I’d believe you!”
“Hehe, that’s settled.”
Having said that, Isia nodded as though everything was fine and gently held Olga’s shoulder.
“Olga, could you look into my eyes?*”
“Yup?”
Normally, she could have passed this over considering Olga‘s feelings.
She might have thought about going to a salad place or perhaps if they were to eat meat, a vegetarian-type restaurant in the mountains.
But I am a Mangja Seongnyeo.
Moreover, I hold the heavy responsibility and role of guiding Olga, along with other elves, in the future.
Leading astray little lambs is my duty, and probably my destiny is guiding these naive little lambs, who know nothing of meat, along the path of juicy meat and fine cuts!
Or not…
“Olga, what’s the reason elves are traditionally vegans…*”
“Uh… that’s obvious!”
“Olga, you were born recently, right? Could it be that this notion isn’t your belief or thought, but rather an ideology instilled in you like a custom?*”
“Y-you’re right, but I’m still an elf!”
“Olga, times are changing. In the past, if you were in the Daesanrim, then maybe you would’ve lived a vegan life following the customs of elves.*
But here, it’s Earth.
“This is Earth, Olga. You elves have moved here from another world… And from now on, you’ll have to live alongside me, not in the Daesanrim.”
“That’s true…”
“Loving nature is great. It’s also good to respect life. So, Olga, do you think that I, who love meat, don’t love nature and respect life?”
“….!”
Upon hearing that, Olga’s eyes lit up as if she had a great realization.
Respecting life.
That’s the biggest identity of a Mangja Seongnyeo, and Olga knows that.
Although Isia loves meat, Olga has also known her as one of the most humane and life-respecting individuals here.
“Olga, the elves in the Daesanrim served me meat made from beans.”
“R-right! The Nut Tree House sister…”
“It was so delicious! I couldn’t believe the taste of bean meat. Aside from the fact that it wasn’t meat, everything was a perfect shock!”
But Olga…
“If we can make meat out of beans… couldn’t we also create beans from meat?”
“Hot…!”
“This time, it’s my treat. Given that you will have to stick with me, it wouldn’t make sense for a member of the Mangja squad to forever refuse meat, would it?”
“W-well, that’s true!”
“If you were in a position to lead the elves or were in a role to set an example, I wouldn’t be doing this. The leader’s position is often lonely and requires exemplary conduct. But, right now, you are not a leader but a hopeful successor… a princess who can live freely, right?”
As Isia spoke, Olga’s eyes sparkled as if she began to be convinced.
That’s right.
Olga too…
Every time she watched Isia’s streams as a member of the Mangja squad, she often thought, ‘That looks delicious,’ and ‘But I can’t eat it because I’m an elf..’ lamenting countless times.
As Isia said, this is an experience she cannot afford to miss.
Experiencing meat as an elf isn’t inherently wrong!
Because it is Olga, the child of the World Tree, who ultimately sets the rules and makes them!
Customs and traditions are important, but it’s equally significant to adapt and evolve with the times.
“Indeed! Today’s carnivorous meal… is, in fact, an endeavor taken because of my love for nature! By recognizing how important and precious meat and life are, acquiring meat might help the child of the World Tree in determining her future policies on carnivorism!”
“Exactly! You understood my intentions, Olga!”
“As expected of my sister Isia!*”
“……………..Hehehe…”
And from the side, Menelapie looked on at Isia’s wonderful sermon as a Meat Saintess and silently mused to herself.
‘Even though she’s my saint… it’s such ridiculous nonsense…’
But even the nonsense coming out of Isia is so sacred and beautiful, isn’t it…?
