The Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with a Song - Chapter 30

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Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with Song – Episode 030
The radiant white light shifted form like a metamorphosis, and between the transformations, luminescence erupted in brilliant flashes.
My eyes remained unharmed, but Kim Kyung-hoon, who had been waiting for the slightest opening to strike, squeezed his eyes shut in apparent agony.
‘What is this?’
[Liri: I don’t determine the form. My divinity responds to the mana and transforms in the most appropriate direction.]
What I held in my hand was an in-ear microphone of the sort celebrities used. Seeing those beautiful feathers transform into a white in-ear microphone was so absurd that I nearly burst into laughter.
Certainly, there’s nothing better than a microphone for assisting while singing. And I was in no position to be choosy about anything.
I quickly brought the microphone to my lips. Since I didn’t know how to properly wear it, I simply mimicked the gesture.
“A microphone all of a sudden? Are you making your debut or something? Though I have to say, your vocal skills seem a bit lacking for a debut.”
I needed to sing a different song.
I had the ability to draw songs from the Random Music Box and perform them, and hadn’t the detailed search function been unlocked? Though only one song was registered so far.
Still, even that single song mattered now. The peculiar blue haze began approaching slowly once more.
‘How do I search for a song?’
“What will you do now? That protective barrier is gone.”
“Please stop talking.”
“What?”
Until now, I’d only sung strange commercial jingles that existed in reality, so when I suddenly faced the need to choose a song, my mind went blank.
The detailed search function was something the status window was supposed to handle automatically. Just as I considered screaming like I had in the underwater dungeon before, the window flowed in rapidly once more.
The Valkyrie Algorithm responds to your detailed search request.
Search results: ‘2 songs’ found.
Simultaneously, a grand orchestral accompaniment befitting a concert venue flowed from all directions. It was as though enormous stereos had been activated from every angle.
Sheet music now familiar to my eyes, and melodies and lyrics that were strange yet felt as though I had known them since ancient times.
This was transmission. It burrowed deeply into every corner of my being, delivering the song I needed with absolute clarity.
‘The true power of the Baldur Algorithm.’
Unlike the superficial search I’d felt before reading the guide, the network was conveying only the most essential information to me.
My lips moved of their own accord. And the voice emerging from my mouth resonated grandly through the microphone. My voice, which had once produced the most terrible dissonance capable of rendering someone unconscious, began to transform.
Unstable yet possessing pitch, and through the microphone, something like a chorus from another slowly layered in.
“Let us advance, like the morning star. Let light shine, like the sun’s rays.”
It was not drums or electric instruments. Flutes and harps and other instruments gathered together to perform majestically.
[Faded Transmission (C)]
The Valkyrie Network extracts records from the past.
The final page of a poet who sought to transmit mythology wishes to pass their backup data to the healer of rhythm.
The healer of rhythm has not fulfilled sufficient status to inherit the data. Only partial cache is accepted.
The data responds to the divinity of the assigned handler.
A chorus not of my own singing performed a grand poem. A rhythm beyond my ability to replicate created a fantastical harmony.
I only needed to sing a few measures among them. I can do this. I can sing this. The countless voices layering beneath my own seemed to encourage me thus.
Words spoken by the gods in ages long past.
That our lives are like a single war.
“Words that humans wept long ago.”
Liri’s voice, corrected through the microphone, resonated far and wide. An ominous sound of collapse rippled outward from the distance, and my feet lifted from the ground.
My body floated through the air as the notes whirled ferociously, plunging into the mist. The blue luminescence scattered like it was being driven away by a powerful gale.
No—it wasn’t scattering. The notes emanating from me were devouring every attack Kim Kyung-hoon unleashed.
Kim Kyung-hoon’s face contorted. He hesitated, retreating as the mist he’d expelled came rushing back at him, caught in the backwind.
“Their lives, just like a single page from a fairy tale.”
Advance like the morning star.
Shine like sunlight.
As I hit the high note, my voice cracked hideously. A sound like a scream erupted, and simultaneously, the ground beneath Kim Kyung-hoon collapsed violently. It was as if a massive geological upheaval had occurred.
He stumbled, his expression one of shock as he began to plummet downward. And I saw something falling from his body.
At this rate, he might die.
‘Wait, I didn’t say I wanted to hurt him.’
I reached out desperately, but the notes that had consumed his attack were far faster. The entire staff moved like a net, catching his body.
Kim Kyung-hoon, foam at his lips from the psychological shock of the fall, drifted up before my eyes, unconscious.
This is the last. I brought my hands together before my chest.
“Let it end, let it end.”
Let it end like the sunrise!
Creatures of unknown race and nature sang together with me. Was this what could happen if I properly controlled my mana?
The formless sounds that answered my voice scattered in all directions. They devoured the toxins permeating the dungeon’s interior, relentlessly gnawing away at the plant-based monsters.
As if the notes were alive, sustained by my life force, trembling with vitality. What I called healing now seemed closer to destruction.
As if she’d read my heart, Liri’s message surfaced in my mind.
[Liri: That’s how medicine works. Depending on how you use it, it can become poison. Those notes are consuming all the toxins and purifying them.]
[Liri: When I said you were buying time, I underestimated my contractor. Yeom Ye-ah, you’re someone who can do this alone. No matter what anyone says, you’re the one who made a contract with me.]
[Liri: I vouch for you.]
And the pristine energy purified from the poison became, conversely, an extreme toxin to the poison itself. Kim Kyung-hoon’s power and the dungeon’s power gathered within the notes, releasing golden energy in all directions.
The plants withered slowly as if overexposed to the sun, crumbling to dust, and my clouded vision cleared.
The light of the notes filling every space looked just like a sunrise. The landscape was gradually collapsing. This was the condition for clearing the dungeon.
“I did it without the Guild Master.”
The murmur was less something I said aloud than a message to myself.
That I had accomplished all of this alone.
The corresponding sheet music has been automatically registered to Yeom Ye-ah’s exclusive data.
With the final spear, my body that had been floating in the air slowly fell to the ground.
I stood on the familiar Asphalt Road, on the path back to the Dormitory.
The sacred microphone Liri had granted me had vanished without a trace. I was in the exact same state as when I’d been dragged there.
A place so quiet and desolate that people’s approach had been restricted.
Dungeon clear reward is being distributed.
This will be automatically transferred to Yeom Ye-ah’s exclusive data.
At that same moment, Kim Kyung-hoon was ejected from somewhere and tumbled across the ground like discarded trash. Until just moments ago, my staff had been protecting him safely.
Something fell onto his body. The thing that had fallen from him before he crashed. So it was white, small, and hard….
A wireless earbud.
“….”
I thought my singing had improved.
I was gripping it tightly in my hand when a rift tore open in the empty air, and a familiar face leaped through. Jung Hwan-jae, clutching an enormous scythe, couldn’t quite suppress the distorted expression on his face.
“Yeom Ye-ah!”
The moment he saw me, he hurled the scythe into the void. For a second I thought if he’d messed up the throw, it would shatter whatever wall or car it hit—but then a shadow rose abruptly and caught the blade.
He came with Lucy.
“Guild Master, no—Senior Hwan-jae.”
“I felt a wave indicating you were trapped in a Dungeon. I teleported immediately to your location, but it wasn’t a Dungeon.”
“Calm down.”
“But—”
“Senior.”
Confused that it wasn’t a Dungeon, his furious expression gradually softened. Worried he might burst into tears again, I felt my chest tighten.
I had no idea how to soothe an older man. With no other option, I held up my earbuds and smiled. The moment he saw me smiling, his glistening eyes dried a little.
How can I be so prone to tears over my own affairs?
“Ye-ah.”
“It’s all over.”
“What?”
“I did it. I succeeded.”

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