Daughter in Law?? (1)

For a month, the three of them were literally ground down.
What they learned in the first week was just the simple basics.
“You’re holding the sword wrong. Are you planning to drop it after one clash?”
“I’m sorry…!”
“You said all you had was your body, but you can’t even swing it a thousand times, what good are you for. And you want to be a magic swordsman.”
“I will correct it…!”
“Seoah. You can’t just think of the doll as a doll. You are the master of the doll kingdom, and you have to think of the doll as your people.”
“Seriously?”
“Seriously.”
“But I’m a high school student?!”
“So you don’t want to be a hunter?”
“Damn it!”
“Let’s succeed in sensing mana first. Inside your body… no, outside… anyway, there should be a place where you feel a burning sensation.”
“That’s a sensation I’ve never heard of in my 27 years of life.”
“That’s because you’ve never been burned. Anyway, let’s try to catch that feeling. I’ll help you, so hold out your hand.”
“You’re not going to inflict divine punishment on me for holding your hand, are you?”
Although Yoon Yul was strangely obsessed with divine punishment, everyone passed the first week safely.
So we moved on to the next stage.
I gave Lee Won an F-rank magic sword that absorbs mana.
If he could feel the path of the mana and prevent it from being sucked away by the sword, it would be a success.
“You bastard! Success! Success! I succeeded!”
Kim Seoah bought a handmade doll making set.
A very, very expensive set made of gate byproducts.
Although the quantity is important for a puppeteer, there’s nothing wrong with high quality, so the guild decided to provide it.
A puppeteer’s doll has a higher mana conductivity if it is made by the puppeteer herself.
It is five times more efficient than simply mass-producing them with mana.
“I’m going to go make the queen’s subjects.”
Kim Seoah went to take a sewing class.
And Yoon Yul…
“I’m sorry.”
He really had a desperate talent for mana control.

[The Constellation, ‘The Dawn’s Confirmation Kill’, is cackling.]
The first week was a success.
But since he could only feel mana at the very end, his progress was very slow.
And even until the end of the second week, he couldn’t gather mana at his fingertips.

[The Constellation, ‘The Dawn’s Confirmation Kill’, is laughing so hard that tears are welling up in his eyes.]
[The Constellation, ‘The Dawn’s Confirmation Kill’, is rolling around on the floor laughing.]
“…”
If it was this bad even with my help, I thought he really would have lived as an F-rank for his entire life.
Gathering mana at the fingertips was something that not only curse-casters but all types of magicians could do with a little effort.
It wasn’t something that should take this long.
“Let’s try a little more.”
Still, after teaching him for about three more days, the mana did gather.
And another two days passed until he could write his own name.
I was satisfied when I saw the two crooked letters [Yoon Yul].
Daisy was looking at that scene with very strange eyes.
‘Seonibaek… writing in the air is something only a Magic Tower Head can do.’
Gathering mana at the fingertips was indeed an elementary school course.
But perceiving space and writing on it by burning it with mana was a university Ph.D. course.
Does he know that Yoon Yul is not in the first grade of elementary school, but is first taking a university Ph.D. course?
That Yoon Yul is a very diligent student who is following it well?
He probably doesn’t know.

And another week passed.
There wasn’t much time left until the end of the fourth week.

KWANG!
A heavy greatsword was swung.
Receiving the sword was a rather cute but clumsily made teddy bear.
The doll, holding a shield and a sword, blocked the descending greatsword with its shield, and then, with a cute ‘pyok!’ sound, jumped into the air and brought down its longsword.
KAANG!
Sparks flew.
Unlike the cute sound, it was a murderous friction sound.
Wooooong……!
Just then, mana gathered from the staff of a rabbit doll wearing a hat from behind.
The magic that was sent out simply and crudely without a separate activation word was electric magic.
Pzzzzzt! Paang!
Lee Won, who was facing the teddy bear, immediately spread a shield magic and deflected it.
The greatsword turned red and held a heat, and then, a fierce flame began to burn.
“The casting is slow.”
“Because it’s a greatsword with not so good mana conductivity.”
“Still, it’s slow.”
As I said, watching the duel between Kim Seoah’s doll and Lee Won with dissatisfaction, Daisy, who was eating popcorn next to me, answered.
Yeon Taeseon looked at Daisy and me with a dumbfounded expression.
“I’ve made his swordsmanship first-class, but he’s being held back by his magic.”
“What good is it if he’s only good at swordsmanship.”
Wharrrr!
The flame was swung and burned the teddy bear that was taking the attack from the front.
A moment later, a water-attribute magic cast by the rabbit doll created water in the air and put out the fire.
KIING!
A sharp sound was heard and a light was shot down.
The burned and scorched area was being filled by the healing magic of a squirrel doll.
“Stop!”
Daisy shouted.
The heat in the training hall was cut off at that moment.
“Thank you for your hard work…”
“Thank you for your hard work.”
Lee Won said with a tired face, and Kim Seoah with a very arrogant face.
Unlike Lee Won, who had to run around, Kim Seoah just had to control the doll, so it didn’t take much of a toll.
On the last day of the fourth week, today, the two showed results that exceeded expectations.
Lee Won, making use of his past as a tanker, had mastered shield magic up to the mid-level, and had additionally learned flame magic to make up for his lack of attack power.
The number of dolls Kim Seoah could handle had increased exponentially.
Also, for the three dolls she had made herself, a bear, a rabbit, and a squirrel, she had learned to assign them roles and even perform calculations accordingly.
She must feel like she has four bodies, including her own, but seeing how relaxed she is, it seems she could increase the number of dolls to five.
Yoon Yul was watching it from the side.
“…”
Yoon Yul’s achievement was the same.
Writing in the air.
Once I helped him with his control, he followed well, but that was it.
‘He’s too bound to the framework of curse magic.’
Curse magic is like the public perception.
You need the target’s blood or hair, you have to perform a specific act at a specific time… and so on.
It was such an old-fashioned method.
But that only applies to the common people.
A curse-caster of Yoon Yul’s level should be able to kill a person just by looking at them.
‘But he couldn’t.’
Even with the Constellation’s help, he still couldn’t break the framework of curse magic.
“Now, you three! Tomorrow is the day you get your hunter grades re-measured. Be prepared.”
“Magic Tower Head-nim… will our grades really go up?”
Seeing you, who is said to be D-rank, showing the potential of a B-rank or higher, wouldn’t they raise it even if they didn’t want to?
I wanted to say that, but Seoah also came and added.
“That’s right. I’ve never heard of the percentage at the very bottom of the grade measurement document, or the grade, changing.”
Although the three had done what we had told them to do and had obtained a significant result, it was uncertain whether that would lead to a hunter grade increase.
The two were worried about this.
“The measuring device was made by humans after all.”
I said casually.
“That measuring device has many loopholes.”
The measuring device comprehensively evaluates an individual’s potential and represents it as a grade and a percentage.
But that was only the potential of their ‘current state’, and if a Constellation or a Magic Tower Head suddenly helped and raised that talent, it could change flexibly.
Yoon Yul raised his hand.
“I’ll sit this one out…”
At that instant, I smacked this lanky guy.
“Ak!”
“I said let’s try for one more day, so why are you like this.”
“But I’m still a defective product that can’t cast a curse without a medium…!”
“Be quiet. You don’t use the word ‘defective product’ for a person.”
It was then.
The outside of the training hall became noisy.
“You can’t go in…!”
KWANG!
The large door opened with a loud noise.
Everyone looked at the place where the door had opened.
There, with a very arrogant expression, a middle-aged man with some gray hair, and men in black suits who looked like his bodyguards were swarming in.
The middle-aged man said bluntly.
“Daughter-in-law.”
I looked back at Seoah.
“Seoah, by any chance, are you a rich family’s daughter and you were engaged without knowing it, and that’s your father-in-law?”
“Constellation-nim. I’m a child of an ordinary middle-class family. I think he’s calling for you, Constellation-nim.”
“Why?”
As I tilted my head, Yeon Taeseon approached and said.
“He’s the chairman of the HN Group.”
“HN Group?”
“Han Sion’s father.”
“Ah.”