The Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with a Song - Chapter 130

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Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with Song – Episode 130
Today was “World Equipment Inspection Day,” when all registered equipment craftsmen held massive sales.
Kim A-jin was heading out with Dan Myeong-ah to purchase new equipment, timed perfectly for the occasion.
Naturally, they weren’t even considering the Ya Myung-joo Workshop and were instead heading toward the workshop next door, which was liquidating inventory at 50% off.
On the way there, they encountered the one person they least wanted to meet.
Jung Hwan, the former Guild Master of Hanttae.
“Where are you headed?”
“Oh, we were just going to the Seomun Workshop… They’re having a sale.”
Yesterday’s news that Yeom Ye-ah had left Korea had turned the entire nation upside down.
Since she’d left for Nikero of all places, speculation that she’d completely switched organizations flooded the internet beyond all reason.
The fact that the published photos showed Yeom Ye-ah wearing an uncomfortable expression surrounded by crowds only made it worse.
But Kim A-jin genuinely believed that what Nike should truly fear wasn’t Korean public opinion—it was this man standing before them.
“As it happens, I was hoping to see both of you.”
“Us…?”
“We’re just ordinary Hunter Association staff members.”
Even Dan Myeong-ah, a seasoned Hunter Association employee, wore a confused expression, unable to fathom his purpose.
There was no time for this.
At 50% off, equipment would sell out in minutes.
Jung Hwan, observing their reluctant expressions, spoke calmly.
“I’ll handle the equipment situation for you, so please come with me.”
Of course, I knew he wasn’t the type to lie to people over something like this.
To be honest, knowing he wasn’t that kind of person was precisely why I was worried.
When you’re expecting 1 and suddenly someone hands you 100, you can’t simply accept it.
“But I can’t turn away from someone who saved me just for the sake of equipment.”
Dan Myeong-ah had ultimately made her decision.
“No, Team Lead.”
“I’m not asking you to come along, Kim A-jin. You go buy your equipment—I’ll go alone.”
Dan Myeong-ah’s expression was calm, as if she weren’t lying.
“Besides, you need equipment more than I do, and I was just going to look around anyway.”
Ever since the Assigned Staff Member had fallen into a long slumber, he’d lost any reason to spend money on equipment.
It was only natural.
He was a low-rank hunter.
Without an Assigned Staff Member, he couldn’t even enter a Dungeon.
When his superiors learned that he couldn’t make proper contact with his Assigned Staff Member and thus couldn’t work in the field, they decided it was appropriate and assigned him to desk duty.
Technically it was a promotion, but it wasn’t the direction Dan Myeong-ah had wanted.
He didn’t show it, but he always seemed somewhat melancholy.
“…No, I want to go too!”
“You’ll have to wait a long time to buy even one piece of equipment. And didn’t you say there was something you wanted?”
“But still…”
“Please go. You can come here afterward.”
As Kim A-jin wavered between her loyalty to Dan Myeong-ah and the opportunity to acquire coveted equipment at a bargain price, Jung Hwan extended a single sheet of paper toward her.
“Are you truly telling me to come here?”
“Yes, I’ll go on ahead. Simply mention my name at the entrance, and you’ll be admitted immediately.”
He departed without hesitation, pulling Dan Myeong-ah along with him. I couldn’t shake the feeling of being utterly outmaneuvered.
What Jung Hwan had given me was the address of the Yamyeong Workshop.
By the time Kim A-jin hurriedly purchased equipment from the sale and arrived at the Yamyeong Workshop, Dan Myeong-ah was sitting in restless agitation.
“Team Leader.”
“Oh, you’re here…?”
His complexion was devastatingly pale—incomparable to how haggard he’d appeared when emerging from the Dungeon.
It was the first time I’d ever seen such exhaustion etched across the face of someone who’d endured countless trials and tribulations.
With him settled on the sofa, Kim Myung-joo and Jung Hwan stood in direct confrontation, making explanations unnecessary.
The mana flowing between them completely overwhelmed even Kim A-jin.
“I didn’t think you were the type to gather crowds like this.”
“That may be true, but I can certainly cooperate with people when necessary. And I’ve already secured their assistance.”
“By their expressions, they look like people who were forcibly dragged here.”
The moment Jung Hwan’s gaze turned toward me, Dan Myeong-ah and Kim A-jin shook their heads vigorously in unison.
“No, we agreed to this!”
“I said I would follow willingly!”
“You see.”
Confidence infused Jung Hwan’s measured voice.
Kim Myung-joo pushed a carrot-shaped doll forward in front of them, as if to prevent them from wavering, then continued speaking.
“So what exactly is the reason you’ve come all this way?”
“Something you said back then suddenly came to mind.”
‘Something I said back then…?’
Kim A-jin and Dan Myeong-ah’s minds raced rapidly.
Though they worked for the Hunter Association, they didn’t encounter high-ranking hunters that frequently.
Especially since they didn’t even attend Association meetings.
So there was no way someone of mere team leader rank would have seen them. Jung Hwan and Yeom Ye-ah were truly exceptional cases.
“You told Ye-ah not to become a Dungeon, didn’t you?”
Now that he’d said that much, even those sitting in restless agitation began to grasp the situation somewhat.
So this was about the Fusion Dungeon.
Jung Hwan had reached out slightly before, mentioning it might be connected to some degree with those who killed Staff Members.
He now seemed to be treating Dan Myeong-ah and Kim A-jin as nothing more than pawns he could fully utilize within the Hunter Association.
Though it was also true that they were cooperating actively.
“Ah, that.”
“And whether Hunter Kim Kyung-hoon came to you before and discussed something similar.”
“Discretion regarding clients is the foundation of any merchant’s business.”
Kim Myung-joo’s tone was gentle, yet it carried an unyielding refusal.
Regardless of who he was or how he’d lived, he was merely a client to Kim Myung-joo, and on that basis alone, information could not be easily sold.
Jung Hwan nodded, as if he’d already known Kim Myung-joo would respond this way.
“Kim Kyung-hoon’s mana has reached its limit.”
“Limit? I heard he disappeared completely. How would you even know that?”
Rumors spread fast.
Word that the pillar supporting the Wind Guild had vanished without a trace had already circulated throughout the city.
The Wind Guild was nearly dismantled, and most of the Employee Killer Guild members operating domestically had been apprehended.
Dan Myeong-ah, who had been observing cautiously until then, raised her hand slightly.
“There’s an unstable mana flow where Ragnarok was located.”
“….”
“Access will soon be restricted. While the mana circulating there differs from a typical dungeon, it’s been confirmed to be at least at the level of an A-Rank Hunter, making it impossible to approach and investigate easily.”
Even the strong hunters at the Hunter Association hesitated to venture to where Ragnarok had occurred.
Despite its disappearance long ago, it remained a land of death.
If someone died there, rescue teams couldn’t even be dispatched—there was no way the safety-conscious Hunter Association would enter that place.
“The location of Ragnarok has been sealed off.”
“However, through tracking magic, we found that Hunter Kim Kyung-hoon’s traces last ended at the path leading to Ragnarok.”
Jung Hwan had apparently dug into that location solely because Yeom Ye-ah sensed something subtle there.
It was a subtle sensation she herself had said might just be her imagination.
He was the type who would say that if Yeom Ye-ah spoke, even the most absurd claim would have merit, and would order an investigation.
But now she wasn’t even in Korea and was suffering somewhere else, which seemed to double his displeasure.
The mana he’d been suppressing until now began to leak out uncomfortably.
“I have no interest in whether that man lives or dies. Unless I hold the power of life and death over him.”
“You speak rather ominously.”
Yet he seemed sincere, continuing with an expressionless face.
“But I don’t want that man to become a dungeon and turn everything into chaos when Ye-ah returns to Korea.”
“You like Yeom Ye-ah that much?”
“Yes.”
Leaving the astonished people behind, he continued.
“So if you want to prevent a greater crisis, tell me.”

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