The Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with a Song - Chapter 93

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Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with Song – Episode 093
After that day, while I immersed myself in Crafting, this new skill, Hwa-jon often taught me about the operation of healing abilities.
He tried to explain the acupuncture method he used, but after just one or two attempts, we both acknowledged that I had no talent for it.
Instead, he taught me about a “different way” to use skills.
“So you’re saying that me singing with my own voice isn’t the important part?”
“Exactly. Since we receive and use data from the network, I can use myself as a vessel for song rather than being the one singing.”
Theoretically, Hwa-jon added clearly, noting the exception.
If I could pull the original creator’s information from the data, I could be used like a puppet undergoing ventriloquism.
The original creator would certainly sing far better than my B+ vocal ability.
But I felt a bit overwhelmed, wondering how someone like me, who stumbled even with detailed searches, could ever accomplish all of that.
As I unconsciously sighed, Hwa-jon smiled faintly.
“That’s not the only method. You can also use backing tracks, and it seems like things like choruses appear when transferring data.”
“Right.”
“After all, a song doesn’t affect you—it affects the listener. So researching which songs would be effective for each person is equally important.”
When I first became a healer, Hwa-jon said he had analyzed all of his skills and understood exactly how they reached others.
He spent nearly two years studying the most efficient healing methods by distinguishing between age groups, gender, awakened and non-awakened individuals, skill types, and stats.
“Obviously, I didn’t go to university while studying that, and I was entering dungeons back then too.”
“You didn’t participate in ranking matches?”
“I did, but I forfeited from that point on.”
He had truly never given his all in a ranking match even once. At this point, the person before me seemed remarkable.
Whenever my studies drifted down a different path like this, he would casually share old stories.
He seemed aware that I was curious about those stories. He was a thoughtful person.
“Did you stay in contact with Kim Kyung-hoon during all this?”
“We weren’t really close to begin with. We awakened on the same day, and since we’re both healers, he seemed to dislike me.”
It wasn’t just seemed—he must have genuinely disliked him.
I didn’t know how Kim Kyung-hoon awakened, but it was clear he hadn’t awakened with a kind heart or in such circumstances like Hwa-jon had.
I gazed quietly at Hwa-jon’s face. Unaware of my gaze, he was tying up his long silver hair.
“My first opponent in a ranking match was also Kim Kyung-hoon.”
“Really?”
“He seemed like he’d come at me with everything he had. Since I didn’t want to fight a classmate, I forfeited from that point on.”
From his tone, it seemed he believed he could have won if he’d given his all.
I thought so too.
But instead of charging forward with full force to overwhelm Kim Kyung-hoon, he chose to step back.
Perhaps that was why Kim Kyung-hoon never harmed Hwa-jon.
‘He thought I was a coward who wasn’t even worth fighting.’
But he wasn’t a coward—he was braver and stronger than anyone.
“Oppa.”
“Hmm?”
“I respect you.”
“Out of nowhere?”
I smiled back at him, who was smiling as if embarrassed.
He seemed unfamiliar with such praise and rose to his feet, saying he should resume the lesson.
After gazing at his face for a moment, I placed my left hand over the index finger of my right hand. The Guild Master struggling somewhere in the Dungeon would need my strength.
“Hold on.”
“Okay.”
I closed my eyes and channeled my power into the ring.
Mana Accumulation / Mana Transfer / Research
Currently in ‘Mana Accumulation’ mode.
If you select Mana Transfer, accumulation speed may be somewhat delayed. If that’s acceptable, please select yes.
Yes

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Mana has been transferred through the Terraforming Ring (S).
Will you accept the transfer?
[Yes]
Green mana surged through Jung Hwan-jae’s body. The gentle mana that moistened his form naturally fused within him without resistance.
Normally, when someone else’s power enters your body, rejection would be inevitable—but Yeom Ye-ah’s was different.
Even entering another’s body, it would fuse this naturally.
Though he should never share his mana with anyone else.
“What are you spacing out about?”
Dante flew directly into Jung Hwan-jae’s face while firing bullets at the monster diving toward him.
Jung Hwan-jae barely restrained himself from reflexively throwing a punch at the handsome face suddenly appearing before him, managing to compose his expression.
“I was checking a message from the Guild.”
“Ah, I see.”
A look of disappointment crossed his face. What exactly had that man been expecting?
Dante (3)
Jung Hwan isn’t concentrating
🙁
Rosalind Brown (6)
SO WHAT? WHO GIVES? WHO CARES?
Heart (29)
hi!!!
Rosalind Brown (6)
I’m curious what Ye-ah is doing
‘So you’re going to snitch right now.’
Jung Hwan-jae’s sharp gaze turned toward Dante.
The Hunter Ranker Chat Channel operates even within the Dungeon. Ranks 1 through 50 represent a dream ranking to most people.
Even among those in the same channel, there was a vast difference between rankers in the top 10 and those beyond.
Those within waited for the highest-ranked hunters to say even a single word, constantly residing in this space.
Joke (14)
Siblings are the same regardless of nationality.
Sung Mi-ju (29)
What do you want? Who asked you? Who’s curious?
Rensi (18)
Oh no, Joke!
“Indeed, sibling relationships do transcend nationality.”
“Yes….”
Dante’s expression grew complicated at Rosalind Brown’s sharp reply. As if to turn away from the chat channel, he kicked off the ground and soared into the air.
The earth trembled heavily as dozens of bullets tore through the sky.
The monsters that other hunters had been struggling against scattered in unison.
Countless languages tangled together in the chat channel into chaos. Jung Hwan-jae knew every language, but with combat underway, there were far too many overlapping conversations to process them all.
He changed the settings to automatic translation.
Setting this channel’s language to ‘Korean’.
Baldur has updated the chat translation feature! Enjoy an even more natural chat experience!
Shunt (41)
Dante, Jung Hwan—if you don’t mind, could you share some information about this dungeon? Everyone’s anxious about the sudden appearance of an S-rank dungeon…
Facility Corporation (36)
That guy’s trying to scoop an exclusive story
Shunt (41)
What a shameless bastard
‘A more natural chat experience, sure enough….’
Dante turned his gaze forward as he came back around.
“The monsters appearing here are called oni, right? Slightly different from Korean goblins.”
“Yes, they have a different nature than Korean goblins.”
Jung Hwan’s attention, which until now had been focused solely on the mana flowing from his hands, shifted to the same point as Dante’s.
Everything defeated so far had been miscellaneous monsters. But the creature walking from that distance, radiating a black aura, was different.
The oni, standing roughly four meters tall, wore clothing like that of a general.
A black scythe materialized in Jung Hwan’s hand. A man emerged from behind him, accompanied by the scythe wreathed in crimson energy.
“Lucy.”
Dante greeted him respectfully. Lucy smiled faintly.
The ‘Chosen of Holiness’ enters a higher realm of the ‘Reaper of the Underworld and Knowledge’.
Your Staff Member, the ‘Judge Beyond Life’, forbids your passage.
“Don’t probe unnecessarily.”
The tone was gentle, but an absolute refusal. The presence before him demonstrated that they were stronger than his own Staff Member.
A woman appeared from behind Dante, bowing toward Lucy. The blonde woman, a head taller than both Dante and Jung Hwan-jae, smiled at Lucy.
“Let me see just once.”
“No way, Nia. Even if Rim came back alive, that wouldn’t change.”
“Nia.”
Nia, his Staff Member, and Lucy, Jung Hwan-jae’s Staff Member.
Both appeared in their usual form—not dolls, shadows, or wisps of light, but perfectly human bodies.
With each step they took, crimson flames and golden dust bloomed from the ground beneath their feet.
The fact that both of them had appeared and stood beside their contractor meant the ones before us were far from easy prey.
“How pitiful.”
“Lucy, is that the boss?”
“No, that’s just a fragment.”
Lucy, who clicked his tongue at the thought of dozens more like that lurking beyond, glanced back at those following behind.
“Let’s try performing a ritual to welcome the King of Death.”

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