The Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with a Song - Chapter 47

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Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with Song – Episode 047
The question that came out was from my own lips, not anyone else’s. Honestly, I couldn’t comprehend what he was saying with my mind.
But everyone except me seemed to accept this situation. Hwa-jon’s lips moved.
“Until now, I’ve deliberately avoided entering such places. Let me think seriously about it. And Yeon already knows the path he must walk without my guidance.”
Now I understood what it meant to ask for strength to support him.
I couldn’t say for certain, but Hwa-jon’s skills seemed specialized in status mitigation and debuff prevention.
And I was currently suffering from debuffs that could be considered chronic.
If Jung Hwan-jae, who knew more about Hwa-jon than I did, had noticed the treatment he gave me during the match, then this situation made some sense.
But I never thought Jung Hwan-jae would be bold enough to propose casting so aggressively in front of everyone.
“At the very least, I’d like an answer before the ranking tournament ends. Even if you don’t join Hanttae, I need to hear that you won’t join Nike.”
“I promise.”
He answered readily, as if he’d already made up his mind.
Just as I felt I was about to melt or burn in the flames surrounding us, the wind Hwa-jon had summoned gradually subsided.
He was a healer of such low rank that no one would even be cautious of him.
Yet even if Jung Hwan-jae hadn’t been completely serious, the fact that he didn’t falter under the immense pressure of the number one ranker was proof that he possessed extraordinary abilities.
“Ah, Hunter Jung Hwan. I suppose if you say it was an attempt to keep it from people’s ears, I can understand… but.”
“Choose your words carefully. There are many listening ears here, and I can become serious at any moment.”
“This fire seems less like a soundproof barrier and more like retaliation for touching someone precious to you.”
He responded lightly as if joking, then turned without hesitation and began walking through the flames.
Worried that the fire might cling to him, I kept my gaze on him, but the crimson flames seemed to have been waiting for the moment he left, extinguishing instantly.
The scythe in Jung Hwan-jae’s hand had long since vanished.
I could feel the crowd that had gathered and murmured, eager to know what happened between them, suddenly startled.
They seemed to feel a hint of disappointment that Hwa-jon and I remained unharmed. Perhaps they had expected an intense battle to unfold within the flames despite the clear warning.
“I apologize for suddenly involving you. There are so many hunters participating in the ranking tournament that this was the only chance to talk with Hunter Hwa-jon.”
I wanted to ask what he meant by retaliation for touching someone precious to him, but seeing the atmosphere he gave off, I couldn’t bring myself to say such a thing.
He waited as if telling me to speak if I had something to say, but I deliberately shook my head.
The crowd had already dispersed, having lost interest in that brief moment.
After all, they were busy observing their next ranking tournament opponents and preparing. Since I was already a rare healer class, there was no need to fight again today, and Jung Hwan-jae was a top ranker so he was resting today.
Which meant we were both free right now.
“When participating in the ranking tournament, we have to stay at the hotel prepared here rather than at our own homes, right?”
“Yes, since people come from all over the world, it seems difficult to manage the personnel. Should we head back if there’s no one to meet?”
From far away, I heard Sung Ji-wook and Sung Mi-ju, whom I had completely forgotten about at some point, making a commotion.
They were shouting about how startled they were when he suddenly set the fire, how we didn’t have many hunters we got along with anyway, and what trouble he was trying to invite by touching the well-regarded Hwa-jon.
I knew it wasn’t my fault and that there was nothing I could do about it, yet somehow I felt intimidated and fixed my gaze downward.
Jung Hwan-jae, quickly sensing my state, reflexively stepped in front of me.
“It’s my fault, so let’s go. You must have been stressed with so many watching eyes and it being your first ranking tournament.”
“If the Guild Master hadn’t gone berserk the moment Hwa-jon touched Yeon’s cheek, this wouldn’t have happened…”
Sung Ji-wook, about to say something tactless again, this time got his mouth hit squarely by his sister and crumpled.
Whether she punched or struck him, he was letting out quite pained groans.
Baldur didn’t seem to take family squabbles seriously either, as no warning window appeared.
Jung Hwan-jae began walking without further delay, his arm wrapped around my shoulders.
With exhaustion weighing heavily on my body, I couldn’t bring myself to insist on staying longer, so I followed him in silence.

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“This is your guest room. Go inside and rest. If you need anything tomorrow….”
“Senior, there’s something I wanted to ask you. After I shower, could we meet for a moment? If it’s awkward to come to my room, we could meet somewhere else.”
Jung Hwan-jae, who had been about to leave after personally escorting me to my guest room, blinked. He seemed at a loss for words at my sudden request.
I didn’t think I’d made such an outrageous proposal, yet here he was, completely flustered.
I hurried to clarify.
“It’s about Niche Guild. I won’t ask about anything difficult.”
Whatever he’d been thinking, he’d been so tense that his entire body was rigid. Only then did Jung Hwan-jae let out a sigh of relief.
He agreed to visit his guest room after I finished washing up, and I entered my room.
An unnecessarily luxurious interior awaited me. It felt unfair that I could only stay here for a week.
Even Hanttae’s dormitory was lavishly furnished beyond what you’d typically see, but this place didn’t seem to use Earth’s furniture at all.
However, with someone waiting for me, I had no time to indulge in sentimentality.
I quickly washed up and headed to his room with wet hair.
The door opened the moment I pressed the bell, as if he’d been waiting. He really should check who it is before opening, especially in a situation like this.
“Please come in.”
“Excuse me.”
He was dressed casually as well. This was the first time I’d seen Jung Hwan-jae in civilian clothes.
After closing the door behind me, he even pulled out a chair for me to sit in, as if he’d been expecting this. He didn’t need to go that far.
I sat down obediently and opened my mouth to speak to him, who was waiting for me.
He seemed tense, as if bracing himself for whatever I might say.
“Actually, I’ve heard about Niche Guild before, but I can’t remember where I heard the name Dante from.”
“Ah, you mean Hunter Dante. He’s ranked second. Well, he was ranked second until now, but he might move up to first this time.”
He explained in a calm tone. The moment I heard “second place,” it came back to me.
A rare hunter who used guns as his weapon, he was famous for losing to Jung Hwan-jae, who was thoroughly focused on close-range combat despite utilizing every advantage that long-range weapons offered.
It was the moment when Korea’s name and Hunter Jung Hwan’s name were rising in prominence.
I must have forgotten Dante’s name because I only remembered that our country’s hunter had defeated a foreign hunter, and let everything else slip away.
When my face showed that everything had come back to me, he nodded.
“You won’t have to fight Yea. He’s so purely offense-oriented that he can’t even heal himself. He’s currently serving as the Guild Master of Niche Guild and frequently recruits hunters from Hanttae. He might even offer you a position.”
“Don’t worry. I’m not going.”
“He might present better conditions….”
“No, I’m not going.”
I answered firmly that I wouldn’t leave, shaking my head, and his face showed a hint of surprise. This was exactly what I wanted to say.
If he was worried about me going somewhere else, I wanted to assure him that would never happen.
Of course, I had another intention as well. I stood up from my chair and approached him by the window.
He took a few hesitant steps back, and I met his gaze.
“You’re fighting in the ranking tournament tomorrow, right?”
“…Yes.”
“Then I’ll sing you a lullaby to get you in peak condition for your first match.”
I often recalled scenes of Lucy replenishing his mana. Now, with no handler present, I thought he would need my help.
Sensing that my attitude was quite firm, he silently followed me to the bed without protest.
I sat beside him as he lay down beneath the blanket.
I hummed softly while watching his closed eyes.
‘I wish I could sing a little better.’
At that very moment, a window materialized before my eyes.
Stat ??? responds to your will.
The debuff ‘Labyrinth’ weakens further.
An incomprehensible current of change pulsed through my body.
As vitality surged through me and my mind grew sharp and clear, I continued singing.
Despite the song still being filled with dissonance and far from pleasant—unstable and discordant—Jung Hwan-jae surrendered to deep sleep as if he had been waiting for this.
The night stretched on.

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