The Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with a Song - Chapter 112

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Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with Song – Episode 112
“Yes, yes!”
“I’ve never seen someone so delighted about doing nothing.”
To be honest, I wasn’t entirely sure why I felt so happy about his decision either.
But the mere fact that he’d made up his mind to take action himself felt like he’d accomplished something extraordinary.
“The Dungeon’s condition doesn’t look stable enough to delay further. We should move.”
But I couldn’t simply bask in that joy.
As Sung Ji-wook said, monsters could pour out of the Dungeon at any moment and mercilessly attack people.
There were countless Hunters and Staff Members here, but there were equally many contaminated individuals in dangerous conditions.
I couldn’t let sparks fly onto them carelessly.
“It’s a shame Dante isn’t here on a day like this.”
Without anyone deciding who’d go first, we rushed toward the Gate while making light conversation.
Seeing all three of them make grimacing faces at the name Dante, I realized I’d misjudged the situation.
It seemed he was someone who couldn’t be loved by all the Hunters in Korea.
[Liri: To be precise, it’s probably the Hunters registered as rankers in Korea. Nike has cast him almost constantly.]
[Liri: Rather than just casting him once, it’s been very persistent.]
I knew just how persistent Dante could be.
My expression crumpled instantly.
“We’re entering.”
“Yes.”
“Ye-ah, stay close.”
“Yes!”
Sung Ji-wook and Harp seemed slightly bewildered that Jung Hwan-jae was only looking after me.
But wasn’t this less about looking after me and more like a patrol where the two top-ranked individuals entered the most dangerous areas first?
At least, that’s how I understood it.
Otherwise, there’d be no reason for him to treat me this specially.
“An S-Rank Dungeon? I just became a Hunter this year, and the things I’m experiencing are so spectacular.”
“There will be many more things to come.”
“Please don’t say such scary things….”
Honestly, even I thought absurd things were bound to happen, and that terrified me.
The surroundings began to shift rapidly.
Along with the slight dizziness I felt each time entering a Dungeon, I quickly surveyed the environment.
“Researcher Harp, would you happen to know if any Hunter and Staff Member met with an accident here?”
I’d been told that the Dungeon’s appearance was formed based on the Staff Member’s divinity and the Hunter’s disposition.
I wasn’t sure what Liri’s divinity was exactly, but in my case, it would probably be a hell filled with feathers and musical notes.
Harp looked around with a reluctant expression.
“An ability to draw pictures and implement them—that’s how the Hunter attacked.”
But they had to create pens directly with mana and struggled to draw pictures in midair.
Their wrists deteriorated severely, and eventually they could no longer draw, which drove them into mental despair.
“Couldn’t divine power heal the wrists?”
“There are limits to it, though. The moment I healed his wrist, he immediately overexerted himself with his abilities. It seems he wanted to prove he’s still capable.”
The surroundings were filled with puddles of murky colors, as if someone had carelessly mixed paints together.
A horrifying scene unfolded—monsters resembling torn paper were viciously shredding their own water-soaked bodies.
[Water-Drenched Terror]
It appears to be paper, but inside it seethes with filthy malice. Be careful not to touch the blood and paint-like substances covering its body.
Originally, I could only perceive basic information about such monsters.
But after I properly awakened and began working as a hunter, the information became more detailed.
So even these common monsters have their data registered?
[Liri: Only the Assigned Staff Member whose dungeon has progressed and their contractor can access new data.]
[Liri: For common monsters, the data is composed of the Assigned Staff Member’s divinity and the contractor’s mana signature. Even if we’re uncertain, because we have the divinity’s information, we can infer what’s dangerous and what to avoid.]
[Liri: We extract and transmit the most probable scenario, even if it’s not certain. It’s to extend the lives of awakened ones, even by a little.]
To extend life even slightly, we present the most probable survival method.
I felt as though I were glimpsing the process of how data becomes complete.
“It would be best not to make contact with that monster.”
“Understood.”
“Then I’ll go take a look.”
With a single step, the sole of my shoe that barely touched the puddle began to corrode as if it were submerged in acid.
“Ah!”
“Be careful.”
But Jung Hwan-jae was faster than my scream.
Even though I hadn’t fallen into the puddle, he yanked me up as if my entire body were melting away, like pulling up a radish.
I thought he was treating me like some useless burden, but when I actually looked at his face, it bore even more shock than mine.
“It seems anything that touches this will dissolve.”
“Indeed.”
“Harp!”
Even as he watched my shoe dissolving, Harp dipped his finger directly into the puddle.
With a sizzling sound, his finger turned black.
Watching his skin suffer wounds as severe as the shoe’s corrosion was painful to witness.
I quickly opened my mouth to protest, but he gently wrapped his other hand around the injured finger.
“I don’t believe in anything I haven’t witnessed with my own eyes. I wanted to know if it affects human bodies too.”
“How can you do that when it hurts!”
“Don’t worry. Ever since Dae died, I can’t feel any pain because of his divinity.”
“….”
A solemn silence fell once more.
The severe wounds inflicted by Harp’s self-healing slowly recovered.
What could I possibly do right now?
I reached out into the empty air with all my strength.
“Liri! Help me!”
[Liri: Yes, of course!]
Liri responded as if she’d been waiting for this moment.
Even if I hadn’t asked for help, if a situation that teetered on the brink of catastrophe had emerged, I would have intervened faster than anyone else.
White feathers began drifting down from the sky, forming something like stepping stones.
The Assigned Staff Member’s sacred power responds to the contract, illuminating the path.
[Liri: If you go up there, you’ll be safe. But don’t step anywhere else carelessly.]
“My Assigned Staff Member helped us. Let’s go.”
I began walking forward with long strides, gesturing for them to follow.
Sung Ji-wook and Harp followed after me, and Jung Hwan-jae, who had drawn his scythe by then, brought up the rear to cover our escape.
I glanced back briefly to check if they were safe when Jung Hwan-jae’s crimson blade energy slashed through the air.
The mob monsters that had been stumbling about like lifeless corpses were bisected horizontally.
“It cuts better than expected.”
“…I guess that wasn’t the way to kill them.”
Everything was fine until the halved paper monster simply split into two separate entities and began staring at us.
The monsters closed the distance with terrifying expressions, as if they were about to seize and kill us at any moment.
Sung Ji-wook and I immediately took combat stances.
“I said I’m not fighting.”
“Yes, we’re sufficient on our own.”
Harp’s expression was stubborn.
And I had no intention of forcing anything upon him either.
Everyone has the right to refuse to do something, after all.
And with three top-twenty ranked hunters here right now, failing to handle this would be embarrassing in many ways.
Paper cannot be killed by cutting.
“We’ll have to burn it.”
“Probably.”
A skill that could create fire.
I manipulated the ring. Hwa-jon had taught me something.
He suggested that rather than focusing on “singing,” I should concentrate on “creating rhythm.”
“What you sing may not be the only answer.”
But knowing that skills wouldn’t activate with just accompaniment, I devoted myself to researching mana intensively.
I discovered countless applications I could use and practiced them—sometimes taking notes, sometimes holing up in a Karaoke Room, sometimes drilling Kim Hwa-hyun—so I could utilize them again.
Closing my eyes and concentrating, a baton shimmering with green light appeared in my hand.
The Valkyrie Network had told me the same thing.
When you discover and create a song, it gets registered in the database.
As I swung my hand, green mana flowed into the empty air.
The “fire” of this world responds to your direction.
Now, shall I conduct?

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