Grade Readjustment (2)

The second test, Kim Seoah. Please enter.
Kim Seoah’s grade measurement began.
Due to Lee Won’s previous performance, Kim Seoah was in a state of nervousness and unfounded confidence that she could also do it.

“The desired grade for measurement is A. A basilisk’s illusion will be prepared. Do you agree?”
“Ah, I should have gone for S-rank! I agree!”
With a confident regret, Kim Seoah agreed, and the crowd murmured.
“She was going to challenge S?”
“But she’s challenging A in the end.”
“Still, it’s something that she even revealed her ambition.”
“She just jumped from D to A, so imagine if she gets A in this test and then requests another adjustment for S-rank later.”
“Do you think a second adjustment would happen?”
“There’s no reason why something that happened once can’t happen twice.”
The researchers who were sitting to refer to the failure cases had a particularly enthusiastic reaction.
At first, they tried to sit calmly, but they gradually started to fidget, and eventually, they started to shout, “To think that I’m in the middle of history!” and rejoiced.
“Seonibaek, don’t look at that.”
“Yeah…”
All magicians are scholars and researchers, and I, too, was a magician before I was a Constellation, but…
That behavior was a bit unsightly.
‘No, it’s not that I don’t understand.’
How happy I was when I stayed up all night and turned the world upside down.
“Seonibaek, if Seoah finds out you’re slacking off, she’ll scold you.”
“Ah.”
In the meantime, the illusion of a basilisk was being created below.
At the same time, Seoah blew the whistle around her neck.
It was a very expensive and beautiful-sounding item, crafted from dungeon-produced silver and jade.
I didn’t even plan to make it, but…
I briefly recalled the past.
It was the second week of the express train, when Seoah suddenly came to me with the prettiest, cutest, and most adorable expression she could muster.

“Constellation-nim, Constellation-nim. Please make me a whistle.”
“Why that?”
“Because it’s cool.”
Daisy, who was watching Seoah act like a 5-year-old child asking for a toy for no reason, pushed Seoah away as if to stop his foolish daughter.

“I’m sorry. I’ll explain. So, a whistle is a puppeteer’s…”
“Ugh… I’ll make it for you.”
Instinctively sensing that Daisy’s explanation would be a 3-hour dissertation, I accepted without asking any questions.
The thing that was born from that was shaped by Daisy and I engraved the magic on it.
Although there was minimal proper forging or crafting, the manpower that went into it was a Magic Tower Head and a Constellation.
An item beyond imagination was created.

[???: Whistle of Hegemony]
An item whose frame was made by the Magic Tower Head of another dimension and whose magic was engraved by the great star of the starry sky.
It will not break, and even if this dimension is destroyed, it will slowly degrade and exist in another dimension.
If it is an ally, they can hear the whistle clearly no matter where they are.
There is no effective range.
It permanently increases the leadership and dominance of the person who blows the whistle.
If a puppeteer possesses it, [Overlord] is activated.

[Overlord: Adjusts one’s own potential to the highest grade within the effective range]
[The starlight of a Constellation is covering this item. No one in the current dimension can appraise it.]
After making this, I made up my mind.
‘I should never make an item like this again.’
I was aware that I was a Constellation, but my awareness of being a top-tier Constellation was a bit faint.
After completing this whistle, I was reminded anew… of my position.
‘Just by putting my breath into it, I can create an item that will leave a mark on a dimension…’
And an item that adjusts a person’s potential at that.
This was an item that could turn even a fool who held the whistle into the world’s greatest genius, or even allow an old magician to gain enlightenment and ascend.
So I will never make it again.
‘It’s bad for my heart…’
Piiiiii-!
Below my brief reflection, the sound of a whistle like a rolling jade bead was heard.

-What’s this?
-The sound is so pretty?
-Isn’t that dungeon-produced white silver?
-Still, it’s just a whistle lol
-She brought it to the grade measurement place. Doesn’t that mean it’s not an item?
-Yeah, that’s probably it, would you really bring an item to the Scales Constellation’s test?
-Well, if you make it and it has no special effect, it just becomes an accessory

Yeah
I’m sorry.
That’s an item.
‘Because I covered it with starlight, it wasn’t judged as an item. Sorry.’
It was a loophole if you could call it that, but apart from that, Seoah was an amazing child.
Even without that whistle, she would have gotten a top-tier A-rank, or even an S-rank.
With the sound of the whistle, a crack opened in the sky, and with a ‘pyok’, three giant dolls and a legion of small teddy bears poured out.
Pyok, ppuk, pikkuk, piuk…
Cute sounds were heard.
The giant dolls took their formation familiarly, and the legion of small teddy bears…
Charged straight at the basilisk.
“Sha?”
The newly created basilisk looked at the small teddy bears with a dumbfounded expression.
Because the teddy bears were slow, and apart from their large numbers, they didn’t show any particular strengths, such as exceptional durability.
As if it thought it was being ignored, the basilisk’s momentum became fierce.
Seoah climbed onto the shoulder of the magician doll and cast a spell.
Kim Seoah needed a lot of magic.
So she had crammed magic circles into her head as if she were studying for the college entrance exam, and as a result, she was able to use various mid- to low-level magics.
Among them, the most prominent was auxiliary magic.
Seoah’s brilliant pink eyes shone.
“Charge.”
[Accelerate] is activated.
The legion of over a hundred dolls instantly picked up speed and rushed towards the roaring basilisk.
The basilisk was momentarily flustered by the movement, which was like that of a well-trained swordsman, and soon, it sprayed a thick green poisonous mist.
In the meantime, the magician doll cast [Ignite].
KWAAAAAANG!
As soon as the fire touched the poisonous mist, it exploded.
The basilisk, whose head was completely roasted, writhed in agony.
There was a lot of consumption of the teddy bear legion in the process, but it was fine.
Because the small dolls were made of mana and were a replaceable workforce.
The doll with a sword rushed in quickly.
Seoah moved between all the dolls in an instant and searched for the core’s location.
Near the burning throat.
“Shaaaaaaaaaak!”
The basilisk rushed in, using its petrification ability as a last resort.
But even that was thwarted as the legion of small teddy bears sacrificed themselves and turned to stone.
Swoosh.
The core was shattered.
Pasasas…
As the basilisk was annihilated, the legion of dolls celebrated with each other and then quickly returned to mana.
The rabbit doll, which hadn’t been very active this time, was embarrassed, but that made the impact even greater.

[Hits taken: 0]
[Illusion killed]
[Estimated Grade: A-rank (99.99%)]
[…Grade measurement is complete.]
While the people were quiet for a moment, a text appeared on the screen and a mechanical voice was heard.
The chat room that Daisy was watching literally exploded.
Countless chats passed by in an instant.

-Is this the same pathetic puppeteer?
-How far can a Constellation go when they intervene????
-This is a job-level modification
-Weren’t puppeteers just summoning a few teddy bears and that’s it?
-The legion is crazy
-So cute!!!!!!!!!!!!

But Seoah, who didn’t know about such reactions, sat with her legs crossed arrogantly on the doll’s arm and said.
“Give me an S-rank!”

[The Constellation, ‘The Silent Calamity’, says your spine will get crooked.]
“Ah, yes.”
Immediately, Seoah corrected her posture.
She was a good child who listened well.
“The S-rank screening will begin.”
Hong Yuon continued.
“It’s set by the international hunter law. If you get the highest grade, you can enter the screening for an upgrade to the next grade. Cheon Sanho refused this, but…”
Hong Yuon’s eyes sparkled.
As if to say that a talented hunter is always welcome, her pounding heart was conveyed.
“That child seems to have a strong will for S-rank.”
Soon, Seoah would be undergoing another S-rank screening.
At the result that surpassed their imagination, people were now shouting or making emergency reports, and were busily moving for their own reasons.
“The Nate Guild had a reason to be confident…”
“They really were a Constellation and a Magic Tower Head.”
“Does the Constellation-nim have a religion? I mean, one that worships the Constellation-nim…”
What’s with the last one?
But the highlight was still to come.

“Next. Yoon Yul.”
“Third test, Yoon Yul. Please enter.”
A tall, gloomy-looking man staggered into the measurement room.
It was a movement that was draining just to look at.
In the meantime, Seoah, who had de-summoned the doll and was leaving, gave him a high-five and said, “Good luck!”
“…”
Yoon Yul’s gaze was fixed on me.

[The Constellation, ‘The Silent Calamity’, is confident.]
When such a message appeared, he bowed his head and then looked straight ahead.

“The desired grade for measurement is S.”
The noisy hall, as soon as the mechanical voice came out, fell silent.
“What?”

Is that bastard in his right mind?
The people in the hall, and the participants in the chat room.
Everyone was dumbfounded.