A Proposal

“Pion, could you give me the key?”
“Pi.”
“Pion?”
As I avoided Sion’s strangely polite hand, he looked shocked.
His hand trembled so much that I felt sorry.
But there was a reason I avoided him.
I stood on Cheon Seona’s body.
And I gestured with my whole body.
“Pi! Pippiik! Biaak! Pi!”
I roughly made a key shape with my tentacles and put it to my chest.
Then I pretended to be dead.
I repeated it again to the bewildered onlookers.
After repeating it about three times, Baek Jiye exclaimed as if she had thought of something.
“Ah, the translator!”
“What?”
“We have that translator we bought at the market the other day. Let’s try using it.”
“Th-that’s a toy, isn’t it?”
“No, it’s surprisingly accurate. But I wonder if it’ll be rude…”
“What are you talking about? Sion, hurry up and give it to me.”
The hesitant Sion turned on the translator he always carried with him.
When he held it up to me, it started beeping and translating my words.

• She’ll die!

• She’ll die!

• She’ll die!

As expected, this translator is so well-made.
Those chilling words appeared on the translator.
“So…”
“Pikku.”
“Are you saying that my sibling will die if I remove the brand?”
“Pikku!”
I nodded my head vigorously.
It was strange that Sion was suddenly speaking to me, a jellyfish, in a polite tone, but that wasn’t the urgent matter right now.
‘The brand is entangled.’
Cheon Seona’s body had been modified to become a good Awakener thanks to the brand, but that had caused a problem.
The brand was entangled with her soul.
Simply put, if the brand was removed in this state, the soul bound to the body could also be released, leading to instant death.
Pipipik! Pibik!

• Danger! Death!

• Death!

• Death!

Since I couldn’t explain these circumstances in my jellyfish form, only rather dangerous words were coming out of the translator.
Cheon Sanho’s face was pale.
“S-so, Pion-nim, are you saying that my sister will either die after removing the brand, or live her whole life unconscious with the brand… it’s one or the other?”
“Pikku.”
For now, that was correct.
When I nodded, Cheon Sanho staggered and fell to the floor.
“Cheon Sanho-ssi!”
“N-no way. I finally saw a glimmer of hope, and this…. No one told me this…”
“Get a grip!”
Well, no one would have told him.
This was information that only a top-tier healer who could see souls or a Constellation could know.
Do souls just appear to anyone?
Even if you could see dead souls, you couldn’t see the state of a living soul in such detail.
‘Hmm, anyway, I need to solve this situation.’
There were very few healers in Korea.
Were there two A-ranks?
That’s not top-tier.
They surely wouldn’t even be able to feel souls.
“…”
It couldn’t be helped.
I had no choice but to ask someone who was a top-tier healer and whom I had never met before.
Of course, I didn’t know any talented people.
A Regressor might, but I didn’t want to disturb him while he was busy moving around.
‘Hi, Administrator. Find me a suitable talent.’

[The Administrator is not an android!]
Pirorong.
Oh, it had been a while since I’d seen the system window.
The system window changed from blue to yellow to purple, as if in greeting.
‘Can’t I communicate with the Administrator?’

[This system window is the normal path for communication with you. Not by invading the nebula of the starry sky.]
‘Alright, alright.’
The system window changed from purple back to blue.
It was full of mischief.
‘I don’t know much about the current situation on Earth. I just need one talented person to solve this situation. Is there anyone?’

[There is ‘1’ person in the United States.]
‘Just one person, huh… Then can I contact that person?’

[I will inform you about the ‘Proposal’ function.]
Although I was a Constellation, I hadn’t mastered all the instincts of a Constellation.
So sometimes, I had to learn the functions with the help of the Administrator or a senior Constellation like this.
I carefully wrote the proposal according to the system window’s intention.
‘Who should I send it to?’

[‘Emily Taylor’, the contractor of ‘The Blooming Spring Flower’.]
I sent the proposal.

“Oh my.”
A resort in the southern United States.
A blond woman, who was leisurely enjoying the sun in front of a huge swimming pool, took off her sunglasses.
She was a beautiful woman with impressive deep green eyes.
“Ms. Emily, is something wrong?”
“Have you ever heard of a Constellation called the Silent Calamity?”
“It is a Constellation that only operates in a small country called Korea. I heard that it has recently produced two S-ranks. Consecutively.”
“Consecutively?”
At the bodyguard’s words, Emily hummed in thought.
Her eyes were scanning the empty air.
“Excuse me, but did the Constellation give you any hint?”
“Ah, it’s not my Constellation.”
Emily’s eyes, which were reading the proposal that had come through the system, stopped.

[Reward: Starlight Flower]
A Starlight Flower.
A flower that grows in the starry sky, owned only by the Administrator and top-tier Constellations in very small quantities, and something that becomes the ultimate elixir, weapon, or equipment, no matter what it is made of.
“The Silent Calamity has sent a very interesting proposal.”
My Constellation is crying his eyes out because he can’t get it.
To think that a Constellation I’ve never met, or even heard of, would suddenly offer this.

[The Constellation, The Blooming Spring Flower, urges you to accept quickly.]
“I was going to do that even if you didn’t tell me.”
Emily accepted the proposal.
A Starlight Flower for a simple task of going to a small country called Korea and healing one person.
“Get ready to go to Korea.”
“What should I report to the association as the purpose of our departure and entry?”
“Tell them I’m accepting the Silent Calamity’s proposal. I heard Korea has been acting tough lately, but they probably won’t stop me if a Constellation sent a proposal.”
In fact, it was extremely rare for a Constellation to send a proposal.
Because they basically lacked nothing, and they took what they wanted.
There were almost no Constellations who used the moderate method of a ‘proposal’.
“What about the time?”
Emily said as she draped a translucent shawl, which had been casually draped over the sunbed next to her, over herself.
“Right now.”

The plan to bring Cheon Sanho’s sibling was put on hold for now.
It was partly because of Pion’s warning, and partly because Nate didn’t have the necessary facilities to bring a patient to the guild.
“We should either build a hospital under the Nate guild or something.”
“With the association president’s money?”
“Then should I use my own money? When I have a family member with a bulging wallet next to me?”
Cheon Sanho stayed at the hospital.
The reason was that he wanted to see his sister more.
The two contractors also agreed.
Although they wanted to solve everything right away, delve into Cheon Sanho’s unique ability, and use him to raise guild funds, promote the guild, and so on…
Both contractors knew the importance of family.
And it was done under the judgment that there would be no immediate threat.
Because the association would thoroughly block it for a day or so.
As expected, nothing happened that day and the next.
Cheon Sanho returned to the guild with his eyes swollen from crying.
On the third day.
The problem was that the association was suddenly turned upside down.
“What did you say, unni?”

The Saintess of America is coming.
A considerable amount of fatigue was evident in Hong Yuon’s voice.

The Saintess of America is a freelance hunter without a guild. But she might be thinking of taking you guys and creating a guild. So I tried to stop her as much as possible…
“But?”

Did you guys know that your Silent Calamity sent a proposal to the Saintess?
Silence fell in the guild leader’s office.
The three contractors were always gathered in the guild leader’s office when there was no work.
The reactions of everyone who was listening on speakerphone were divided.
KWANG!
Baek Jiye froze, and Han Sion, who was doing paperwork, broke the desk.
In contrast, Cheon Sanho looked as if he had met a savior.
I…
Continued to eat my strawberry cake.
This is a good restaurant.
“N-no way, because of my sibling…”
“What do you mean by that?”
Han Sion interrupted Cheon Sanho’s moved words.
A proposal.
It was something he had never heard of even after working as a Scavenger for a long time.
“What is the proposal?”

Is this Guild Leader Han Sion’s voice? You don’t know… no, it’s rare, so you might not know. I’ll explain.
The sound of paper flipping was heard.

A proposal is an extremely rare case even worldwide. Constellations are usually the superior party, and we are the inferior party. The superior party gives orders to the inferior party, they don’t negotiate or make proposals. Understood?
“Yes.”

But sometimes, the superior party becomes desperate. At that time, they offer a specific reward and try to persuade the inferior party. The Saintess of America, who is entering the country this time, said she received a proposal from the Silent Calamity.
“What is the reward?”

That’s usually confidential. But considering that she made the Saintess, who was unmoved by any reward, come running at a moment’s notice, I think it must be something considerable.
“…”
Sion’s fist trembled.
I pretended not to see it.
What.
Why.
‘A-a Constellation can send a proposal if she wants to.’
To save Cheon Seona, two people were needed.
Someone who could bind a soul to a body.
A healer.
And someone who could delicately remove the brand bound to the soul.
If I revealed my rank as a Constellation, I alone would be enough, but right now, I’m in a jellyfish’s body, and…
‘What Constellation’s rank, even my human form is still dangerous.’
Most importantly, the aftermath of descending with my main body hadn’t healed.
My human form would surely be sparkling strangely.
Just like a wall with peeling paint.
It would be fine in about a month, but for now, it was dangerous.
So, to summarize, I was currently in power-saving mode, charging, and in need of help.