D-Rank Constellation Hunter… Stuck Without Internet! - Chapter 19

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Chapter 19
Sharp light scattered in all directions. Impossible as it seemed, everyone in that space heard laughter emanating from the brilliance.
As if mocking the incompetent creations of this world.
Or as if this desperate situation for humanity was utterly delightful.
The light that had been darting about like someone’s mockery plunged straight into the ground.
Blinding radiance pierced through all directions with agonizing intensity.
Even beneath the hand of salvation, those already wounded groaned in torment.
It avoided Ha Gyuhyuk precisely. In that brief instant, a colossal spear materialized.
[ Through the effect of Carpe Diem, the power of the stars intervenes in SA-17 Dungeon. ]
[ The laws transform. ]
[ All field bosses within cease to exist. ]
[ SA-17 Clear Condition: ]
The clear condition window was empty.
Someone had clearly interfered with the system.
Text was being written in real time.
Until now, all humans, including Hunters, had believed.
That the system was an omnipotent law governing this world.
But with merely one outpouring of light, that absolute law was crumbling.
[ SA-17 Clear Condition: All Hunters in this Dungeon survive for 4 hours ]
The text was being erased again, as if it required no effort whatsoever.
Like when people press backspace after writing a sentence incorrectly.
Words like Hunter, survive, and clear appeared and disappeared multiple times.
To observers, it appeared merely as simple repetition of writing and erasing characters.
The system that still held and shook the lives of humans was being violated like a mere notepad.
[ The Constellation of the Entangled Apocalypse’s Finalizer has decided. ]
[ SA-17 Clear Condition: Survive until the weakest Hunter within the Dungeon defeats the field boss. ]
The environment inside the Dungeon warped in an instant.
The world seemed to convulse for the sake of clearing the Dungeon.
“Is it… cleared?”
“Who’s the weakest Hunter?”
“Who else would it be…”
All eyes of those who had been collapsed on the ground groaning turned blankly toward Ha Gyuhyuk standing motionless.
Their bodies were all tinged red as if they had suffered shallow burns.
The field boss had already become a handful of ash and vanished, and the Dungeon had begun its cleanup procedures to expel those who had cleared it.
It was something I had witnessed in B-47 as well, but it happened in an instant.
To those watching from that sky above, such an act would be far too trivial.
An omnipotent Constellation interfering with the system that was all-knowing to humanity, sowing chaos.
“Can you help us, Ha Gyuhyuk?”
“Huh? Yes!”
But this was not the time to be lost in such carefree thoughts and admiration.
I hastily opened my inventory and pulled out various healing potions.
These were elixirs that the Constellation had given me, insisting I use them for myself alone.
But now, without these, they would suffer excruciating pain and might never be able to work as Hunters again.
Beside Ha Gyuhyuk as he ran with all his might, I could see purple light already scattering into wisps.
“P-please, Constellation…”
With barely any strength left to maintain a presence here, the form had already grown translucent.
It seemed as though it would dissipate like mist at any moment.
Ha Gyuhyuk couldn’t quite make out the face or form clearly, but he was certain the Constellation was laughing with a sigh, as if to say there was nothing to be done.
Before vanishing entirely, the Constellation lifted itself lightly into the air and surveyed the gasping Hunters.
I’d wondered if it would question my arbitrary use of the elixir, but as if it had expected this, a voice now impossibly small pierced only Ha Gyuhyuk’s ears.
【 Not a single one lacks the spark of life—so it turned out exactly as you wished, didn’t it? 】
Ha Gyuhyuk, his expression dazed, looked around at his surroundings.
They have life because…?
Certainly, some among them were hemorrhaging so severely that even immediate treatment would leave permanent aftereffects, and most were mentally shattered, spouting nonsense.
But had the Constellation not intervened, they would all be corpses by now.
The thought pierced through his entire being anew.
‘The Constellation has no interest whatsoever in the life and death of insignificant creatures.’
Whether from his own world or another, it cared little whether they died or writhed before its eyes.
The only reason it had intervened in the Dungeon was one.
Because the marked human had pleaded.
Because he had asked it to help not only save himself but also the other humans.
The reason it had provided the escape stone wasn’t because it possessed the ability to extract only that one—it was because the others weren’t even worth considering.
It could act, but it chose not to. After all, there were always others it could ‘replenish’ if not Ha Gyuhyuk.
[ The Constellation of the Entangled Apocalypse’s Finalizer warns that the Constellation holds no interest in the concepts of good and evil among petty creations, and the existence or extinction of worlds is far too trivial a matter. ]
[ The Constellation of the Entangled Apocalypse’s Finalizer wonders if perhaps you harbor tender feelings for the person you wish to save, making some noble sacrifice. ]
[ The Constellation of the Entangled Apocalypse’s Finalizer questions, if that is not the case, why you would cast yourself into the life and death of insignificant others—marveling at human foolishness. ]
What he had once read lightly and dismissed now came rushing back with new weight.
The life and death of insignificant others.
Back then, he hadn’t thought those words carried genuine meaning.
He’d simply assumed the Constellation was taking his side out of concern for him.
Above all, he’d believed it was a being that had actually experienced the concepts of good, evil, and salvation in this world.
He had been far too arrogant.
It was not a being that could be understood from a mere human perspective. Yet he had dared to pretend he knew it.
“Use this.”
“Isn’t this an elixir? Are you sure it’s okay to give us something like this?”
“It’s fine, so use it!”
Soon, the Dungeon’s exit Gate appeared.
The Hunters, who had entered in chaos, now emerged supporting one another in an atmosphere completely transformed into quiet solemnity.
And blocking their path was a single window.
[ The Constellation of the Entangled Apocalypse’s Finalizer commands that you reveal its designation to no one outside. ]
They all glanced at the weakest human as if they’d made a pact to do so.
He, who had crossed the Gate last, exhaled heavily.
He felt the persistent gaze of someone impossibly distant following him.
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“Do you see? I’m a Constellation who set aside her honor to reveal her true nature just to save a human.”
“So the karma from that gets settled to you instead of your client?”
“Well, no. I did intervene in the rules, but since the request to save him came from my client in the first place, it settles differently.”
Honestly, it was an utterly irrational course of action. It was the same when I spent karma, and I still think so.
That creature would naturally develop a debuff if three or four B-rank Hunters died anyway.
I could have simply sacrificed a few people and cleared it with an S-rank team composition on the next attempt.
But my D-rank client faced instant death, so I even provided an escape stone—yet he proved far more stubborn than expected.
He didn’t even realize I’d spent my divine power to send him away quickly. How ungrateful.
Not knowing his name or face, yet I sought help from a Constellation for those who’d just picked a fight with him.
“Why did he insist on staying there in the first place?”
“Species with shorter natural lifespans tend to cling to survival. Since he’s human, he’d feel crushing guilt surviving alone. Even Remitory, who lives quite long, chose to die together. He was a decent client, all things considered.”
“But couldn’t you just buy him an emotion-control item then?”
“He might not have known such a thing existed.”
“That’s unlikely. Their deaths wouldn’t be catastrophic for society anyway. They’re complete strangers. If they were family or lovers, I’d naturally understand. But they’re just others, aren’t they?”
“…That’s true.”
Franson wore the same bewildered expression I did.
Of course, I’d planned to demonstrate my power eventually, but the timing was rather premature.
Still, I simply accepted it as a fortunate turn of events.
I’d put on quite an excessive display, even intervening in the rules themselves.
There was a reason for it.
It was time to show how far a Constellation could reach and elevate my own reputation.
Since I existed only in historical records, I needed to make my power tangible to those who could feel it.
If I weren’t a Constellation of such moderate temperament, I would have forcibly extracted Ha Gyuhyuk regardless of what he said.
Or perhaps I would have lost interest, thinking that a client who resisted my will had reached their limit.
“But you said the server was narrow—how did you send an avatar down if it’s incomplete?”
“The Dungeon itself is a world that’s incorrectly connected to Earth. So I accessed it by routing through another world’s server.”
“Ah, is that why the avatar can’t cross the Gate?”
“Yes, there’s a protective barrier blocking access.”
I shook my head slowly.
If this had been a Dungeon below B-rank, even the detour wouldn’t have worked.
The higher the Dungeon tier, the more advanced and frequently accessed by Constellations—making it possible to send down even a semi-avatar with difficulty.
Simply put, Earth and Mars were connected through a Gate, and I accessed the Mars server to help him.
However, I didn’t summon a full client from Mars—there were too many restrictions to manifest a complete avatar.
Moreover, once he exits the Dungeon, he must use the Earth server again, so he’d be immediately disconnected.
“But will you be alright, Se-um? Your client seems to have become afraid of you. You’re usually very kind to your clients.”
“What? Of course, I cherish and love all my clients.”
I popped a confection from the 47pH5 world into my mouth—one Franson had offered for me to taste—and gave a casual shrug.
“Why would I need to coddle the personal wounds of a human, after all?”

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