Chapter 58. Association (2)

[CH.Personal/One Who Guides The Dead: I. Think opposite.]

[CH.Personal/One Who Seeks To Avoid The Fall: Why is that? Please make your argument.]

[CH.Personal/One Who Guides The Dead: Look weak. Humans ignore.]

Ignoring seems to be what you’re good at.

[CH.Personal/One Who Guides The Dead: Moderately strong. How you should appear.]

[CH.Personal/One Who Guides The Dead: Otherwise. Greedy. Selfish human. It’s unbearable.]

[CH.Personal/One Who Guides The Dead: Look. If low class. Humans disparage you. Whatever you are. Even if you are constellation.]

What he meant was that people would treat me badly if I looked weak. Anubis had a point. No, rather, this was closer to the right answer. To be next to Baek Tae-beom, it was better to look like someone with skills. If not, I’ll only be a burden once again.

While we were waiting, a man and a woman came in. The woman looked at Baek Tae-beom with her eyes gleaming, as if she was looking at a high-quality test subject.

These must be the people who made the grading tool.

As I read in the novel, they looked unusual. Apart from the braids in her pigtails, she was wearing a long robe that looked like it was from a fantasy novel.

‘Information.’

[Summary of Individual’s Information.]

[Master of Assembly Lee Yun-ju]

[Title: Master of Assembly, Sustaining Life

Class : A

Status: Unable to verify.

Constellation : Three Old Women

Coins possessed : Unable to Verify.

Skills possessed: [Intuition] [Creation] [Connecting the Unconnectable]

It is better not to make the constellation of this Awakened your enemy.]

Lee Yun-ju’s constellation was something that did not appear in the novel, but when the additional information was added, I knew immediately. The Three Old Women translated to the Three Goddesses of Fate.

“So you’re here for the grading… Your name?”

Our eyes met. I chewed my bottom lip, swallowing my nervousness. Lee Yun-ju blinks as if nothing was wrong.

“I’m Choi Ga-hyun.”

“Yes, Choi Ga-hyun. Please come this way.”

I slowly stood in front of the grading tool. As the woman came closer, the mana stone started spinning with a loud hum, and looked somewhat menacing.

“Please do not remove your hand until the grading has finished.”

“Alright.”

I answered frankly and slowly put my hand on the meter. Then, a faint voice came forward.

—Welcome, observer of fate.

I felt like something was going through my head slowly. The blue lines that have penetrated the back of my hand slowly climbed up my arms and covered my body.

However, an unfamiliar question came up.

—Why did you come to this place?

‘I’m here to measure my class.’

—I cannot measure your class.

It was difficult to understand what the soft voice whispered.

‘Why?’

—As you are a fragment of a star, I am not capable of measuring a star’s grade.

—You are out of the ordinary.

I crumped my eyebrows in bewilderment. My fingers trembled, and my wrist felt strained. I couldn’t believe there was such a variable.

‘You can’t measure anything at all?’

—Computer processing is not possible. It is out of specification.

—You are the constellation of this world.

—Unable to measure class.

At that moment, a gripping, distorted spark bounced off. When I took a step back from the mana stone, exhaling my breath, silence lingered in the auditorium. The woman, who was checking my grade, looked at me with her mouth open and a dazed expression.

“…Grade cannot be measured. Please register with the receptionist to the left….”

A hunter whose class cannot be measured.

Seeing the people looking through the gaps in the door trying to peek into the auditorium, I realized that something was wrong.

What a daunting thing to look like. It seems that I was going to be portrayed as a person worse than Baek Tae-beom.