The Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with a Song - Chapter 134

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Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with Song – Episode 134
“I didn’t expect it to succeed, but getting rejected so flatly like this… it actually stings a little, you know?”
“I’m sorry, but you said we shouldn’t give false hope when something isn’t possible.”
“Whoever taught you that did a good job. Was it you?”
“No, it wasn’t.”
Rosalind Brown made no effort to hide her disappointment, poking Hwa-jon repeatedly. He, caught in the crossfire, simply shook his head with a good-natured expression.
The fact that he could maintain his composure in such a situation confirmed he truly was a Buddha.
“I’m genuinely exhausted right now.”
“Seems like the Hunter Hwa-jon over there did all the hard work.”
“That may be true, but I’ve also been through major upheaval in my own life recently.”
Feeling a bit wronged, I spoke up, and Rosalind Brown let out a short laugh.
If she’d pushed me into more training today, I genuinely felt I would have teleported straight back to Korea. So she gave me freedom instead.
When I returned to the Nike Building, I learned that Rosalind Brown taking me into the Dungeon hadn’t been reported as an official matter.
“You thought it was fine to take this distinguished guest wherever you pleased and lock them up however you wanted?”
“Shut up.”
“Rosa!”
“My hearing is perfectly fine, Dante Brown.”
Watching the siblings’ vicious quarrel made me feel like I was sitting on pins and needles.
I’d simply been half-pushed into the Dungeon and back out again.
I approached Dante, whose expression suggested he was about to explode, and carefully opened my mouth.
“Did something go wrong?”
“Nothing went wrong exactly, but to be precise, Rosa did leave a message behind.”
In other words, she’d kidnapped me into the Dungeon first, then left a unilateral notice saying she was leaving.
Thinking about it, it was very much in character for Rosalind Brown, and I realized things could have gone very badly.
Jung Hwan-jae wouldn’t have let it slide if he’d found out.
I was inwardly relieved that it had ended at this level.
“In any case, I’m glad you returned safely. That Dungeon probably isn’t actually that difficult in terms of difficulty, and Rosalind Brown must have prepared for every contingency anyway.”
“She didn’t prepare for anything.”
“Rosa!”
The moment Dante said something, Rosalind Brown cut in as if she wouldn’t hear him out, sabotaging his words.
Unable to both explain to me and scold Rosalind Brown, Dante seemed stretched thin, so James opened his mouth instead.
“We’ve told Hanttae that we entered the Dungeon by mutual agreement. We really don’t want to have a bad relationship with Hanttae.”
“So you’re asking me to keep this situation secret.”
Hwa-jon summarized the conversation as if he understood.
Jung Hwan-jae’s face came to mind.
I also considered how he would react if he learned about the series of events.
After thinking for a moment, I opened my mouth.
“No, I don’t think we can keep it secret.”
“Thank you, what?”
When I spoke quite firmly that it wouldn’t work, bewilderment flickered across James’s face.
It seemed he thought that if he simply told me the truth, I would let it slide.
I couldn’t entirely blame him for thinking that way.
If this situation reached Jung Hwan-jae, not only would Rosalind suffer—Dante might not come out of it unscathed either.
But even so, I couldn’t keep it secret.
‘Besides, the guild members already know everything, and both Ji-wook and Mi-ju have even been taking my side in the chat.’
However, if I mentioned their names, I couldn’t be certain of the outcome, so I decided to present different evidence instead.
I showed him the ring on my finger.
“First of all, even if I wanted to hide this and had nothing to say about it, Guild Master Jung Hwan and I are connected through this ring.”
Of course, even if we’re connected, it doesn’t relay my situation in real-time, and everything only transfers to him when I die.
So even if Jung Hwan-jae keeps holding onto it, he has no way of knowing where I am or what I’m experiencing.
“That is….”
“And I’ve been continuously informing the Guild Master of my condition through this.”
But if I initiated contact with him, that was a different story entirely.
Transmitting mana to him was, in essence, like fragmenting my soul and sending pieces of it.
Moreover, through mana application, I had learned to weave a kind of language into the mana itself.
In simple terms, it was like sending a message.
“By the time I entered that dungeon, he would have already grasped which dungeon I was entering and who I was with.”
I didn’t know what they would think, but he was a man who worried about losing me and would cry if I suffered even a minor injury.
I wasn’t cruel enough to make such a person cry multiple times and then conduct secret operations behind his back.
I didn’t want to see him cry, and more than anything, I didn’t want to fabricate lies for him over something so personal.
“That’s right—please don’t coerce my contractor.”
It was then that Liri, who had been quietly observing the situation beside me, spoke softly.
Her tone, coupled with her impossibly gentle appearance, carried not a shred of malice or pressure, yet everyone present understood the implication.
This might very well be a warning.
James looked back and forth between Liri, who had become like a snowman, and me.
“You’re not saying I was wrong to relay the situation, are you?”
“Ah, no. We couldn’t have stopped Hunter Yeom Ye-ah even if we wanted to, given how she requested rescue and conveyed the situation at that time.”
His expression grew heavy, as if he understood what was right and what was wrong.
I understood his feelings somewhat as well.
In an already precarious situation, he wouldn’t have wanted to create additional noise because of me.
Treating Hwa-jon and me with such regard while simultaneously strengthening Dante’s position must have seemed like a distant prospect.
“But if the Guild Master hasn’t come here or made separate contact until now, I don’t think this situation warrants his arrival.”
So far, there had been no particular communication from him.
From the crimson flames of mana that reached me, I could tell he had received my transmission.
Jung Hwan-jae, who couldn’t even replenish his own mana through his own strength.
At some point, after receiving my mana like this, he began sending back a little of his own mana in return, as if in reciprocation.
Of course, it was merely him processing and returning the mana that Liri and I had supplied him, but I found it incredibly precious.
When I accepted that mana back, it felt as though our souls were gradually intertwining, and it made me feel truly wonderful.
“Is that really so….”
“Yes, the Guild Master won’t hold you responsible for this matter.”
I chose to go to the United States, and if I convey that it was my decision, he’ll understand.
When I transmitted my status to him, he must have felt how significantly my mana had changed.
Yeom Ye-ah has changed, is safe, and remains safe enough to still relay information to him.
Once that’s confirmed, Jung Hwan-jae won’t be so difficult about it.
That’s what I was thinking, but James still looked skeptical.
After getting scolded, Rosalind Brown came back toward us, muttering under her breath.
“I clearly told him that Reaper wouldn’t retaliate against us over something like this, but he wouldn’t listen.”
“Really, does our Guild Master seem like such a petty person?”
When I played along with Rosalind’s jest, confusion flashed simultaneously across Dante’s and James’s faces.
If Jung Hwan-jae were truly angry, Sung Ji-wook and Sung Mi-ju wouldn’t have responded so casually to my messages.
They’d decided they could overlook the situation once they understood it.
Yeom Ye-ah (1)
I’m back from that Dungeon
Sung Mi-ju (29)
Wow
How was it?? We really worried about you while working
Yeom Ye-ah (1)
My Singing just ranked up to A-tier
Sung Mi-ju (29)
Are you serious?
Aw, you’re amazing. Should I give you a kiss?
I laughed at her familiar affection.
Sung Mi-ju kept sending messages, but something nagged at me.
Sung Ji-wook had messaged too, and others sent their regards, but Jung Hwan-jae wasn’t among them.
He hadn’t replied to my last message either.
I turned my body to look at Hwa-jon.
“Do you know what the Guild Master is doing right now?”
Seeing him shrug with a clueless expression, I typed into the chat again.
Yeom Ye-ah (1)
What are you doing, Senior?

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