The Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with a Song - Chapter 133

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Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with Song – Episode 133
I’ve heard somewhere that a Hunter’s potential for growth is limitless.
It only feels that way because they impose boundaries on themselves, but in reality, no true limit exists.
There’s even research suggesting that “Awakened Ones” are those who can transcend their own limitations, and power descends upon them.
But I never imagined it would reach this extent.
“What is this.”
“I knew that if you kept saying someone was doing well, they’d actually do well, but to this degree…”
Hwa-jon and Rosalind Brown’s voices overlapped with bewilderment.
In truth, I was equally stunned by the spectacle unfolding before my eyes.
Wherever the emerald mana touched, every substance responded as if pouring forth melody.
Sometimes it was the sound of wind, other times the crackling of burning firewood, the shimmer of aurora, and the sound of sunset consuming itself.
Everything I never thought would have a sound in this world came to me as music.
The melodies stacked upon one another, constructing an impenetrable dome.
“Even a Reaper couldn’t break through this.”
“I concur.”
Even the thinnest shield, when layered upon itself repeatedly, becomes a barrier no one can breach.
All the sounds converged, enveloping the monsters here—the most fragile and perhaps most innocent of all.
I hadn’t hummed at all, yet everything around me sang in my stead.
I was the performer and the conductor, the healer and the Hunter, the Awakened One.
Data Unavailable
Data Unavailable
The moment my skill casting ceased and silence returned, a window materialized before my eyes.
It seemed almost like a warning, yet it also appeared confused—as if encountering this situation for the first time.
It was a window I had never seen before.
Wondering if I’d made some mistake, I looked toward Rosalind Brown and Hwa-jon, but their expressions mirrored my confusion.
No method exists to breach the barrier created by an Awakened One.
Automatic clear judgment rendered.
‘No method exists to breach the barrier.’
In other words, the Dungeon’s subsequent attacks had no means to withstand the shield I had just deployed.
Rather than expend needless effort, the Dungeon chose to terminate itself early.
It was both wise and shocking.
“Have you ever seen anything like this?”
“I haven’t experienced it myself, but there are precedents. Your Guild Master.”
“There’s a case where the Dungeon terminated early after sensing the mana gap with Jung Hwan.”
“If a single guild produces two talents like this, isn’t that completely broken?”
Rosalind Brown, who belonged to the world’s greatest guild, whined about wanting to join Hanttae as well.
Simultaneously, the Dungeon’s landscape began to crumble.
“Ye-ah will exit first, so you two need to wait for us after we leave. Don’t be disloyal and just rush off on your own, alright?”
“I would argue that this is essentially no different from Hunter Rosalind Brown arbitrarily dragging us in here.”
As I blinked, I distantly heard Hwa-jon and Rosalind Brown beginning a pointless argument behind me.
Something utterly impossible had happened.
Was I really saying that I possessed strength comparable to Jung Hwan-jae’s?
I couldn’t know what dungeon he had cleared in a single attempt. It might have been far more difficult than the one I had entered….
[Liri: Stop.]
[Liri: You’ve only just transcended your limits. If you start digging into the ground again, everything you’ve accomplished so far will become completely meaningless.]
[Liri: At least for this moment, it’s perfectly fine to acknowledge what Ye-ah has accomplished and be happy about it.]
‘Ah, that’s right.’
Yes, that was true.
There was no reason for me to diminish what I had done and treat it as nothing special.
There was no reason to call what I had accomplished unremarkable.
I had done my absolute best with what I was capable of, and I had produced an incredible result.
Creation Technique (S) responds to your mana fluctuation.
All the minus signs that had been attached next to Creation Technique disappeared.
You have become able to conduct all things.
Adjusting vocal ability.
Vocal Ability (A)
This was truly an unbelievable occurrence.
Until now, I had rationalized that my vocal ability had reached its limit here, that climbing this far was already extraordinary.
It seemed that wasn’t the case.
Even when I didn’t sing myself, it appeared the system counted it as music when all things sang on my behalf.
Sometimes the Network’s standards are incomprehensible to me.
The system is the same way.
[Liri: Our stat system is completely customized for the Awakeners of that world. No matter what happens, there are no errors or discrepancies here.]
[Liri: I understand that Ye-ah can’t believe it, but we never deliberately inflate stats or make exceptions. Everything you’ve accomplished is entirely your own achievement.]
‘Ah, I understand.’
Liri had sent the message as if rushing over eagerly.
Her attitude was one that wouldn’t tolerate even a single second of negativity while my self-esteem was rising.
Before I knew it, I was smiling softly.
Before my eyes was the teleport portal that would take me back to Nikero.
After waiting there for a few minutes, Hwa-jon emerged first, followed by Rosalind Brown with a time gap between them.
It was only natural that Rosalind Brown came out last, since she had ceded all the credit to us and merely observed the situation.
“That was quite exhausting.”
Hwa-jon, smiling gently as he looked at me, shrugged his shoulders.
No matter how much one heals physical fatigue and injuries in real-time and replenishes mana, it doesn’t eliminate mental exhaustion.
Moreover, it had been quite a long time since he had actually entered a dungeon and moved about like this.
Before entering Hanttae, we had made plans to clear dungeons together, but it had fallen through because of matters concerning Harp.
“Hunter Hwa-jon, you’re truly kind. In fact, the Guild couldn’t have objected even if you had cleared the dungeon a few times first and fully understood what Hanttae was like before entering.”
“That’s exactly what I was saying… Li, Liri?”
Liri, who had been floating beside me in the form of a snowman, shrugged her shoulders.
To my eyes, it only looked like a snowman trembling its body.
Hwa-jon blinked at hearing that story, then smiled faintly.
“Hanttae proved through their actions that they were a trustworthy Guild, and I needed nothing more than that from them.”
“What’s your standard for a trustworthy Guild?”
Liri formed a smile and looked toward Hwa-jon.
Just as his lips were about to move, wind swept through the empty air.
In the blink of an eye, a voice both gentle yet formidable echoed forth.
“Those who do not turn away from the weak, who gladly extend help when they can, and who stand firm at the forefront even at the cost of their own wounds—for those who would shatter otherwise.”
There was no need to ask who it was.
It was likely the Assigned Staff Member whom Hwa-jon called his teacher.
Hwa-jon had received his teachings and become an Awakened One and Hunter, striving to uphold his convictions.
I may not know everything, but I do know that Hanttae’s people strive to be as helpful to others as possible.
“Everyone in Hanttae is similar to Jung Hwan.”
Rosalind Brown spoke in a grumbling tone, yet it held no reproach or criticism whatsoever.
Perhaps she even seemed a little envious.
“Jung Hwan probably doesn’t think of what he gives as kindness. And he’s merciless to people he dislikes.”
“Everyone is merciless to people they dislike.”
“Then Ye-ah, you don’t dislike me, do you?”
Before I could say anything, Rosalind Brown linked her arm through mine and leaped directly into a teleport.
The world flipped once more as Hwa-jon’s bewildered voice escaped behind us.
The moment we arrived at the Nike Building, my head spun.
I learned for the first time today that taking teleportation multiple times in a single day could cause genuine motion sickness.
As I stumbled without thinking, Rosalind Brown’s arm steadied me firmly.
“Ye-ah, just answer this one thing. Honestly, you’re glad you came to Nike, right?”
“Yes, I’m learning a lot.”
“If I asked you to come to Nike, do you think your mind might change? You’ve been pretty firm about it until now.”
Rosalind Brown’s tone was probing and tentative.
I smiled slightly and replied.
“No, I won’t. There are many people I care about at Hanttae.”

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