Starting a Criminal Takedown Broadcast

Healer.

The most sought-after class with the highest value in any party.

There was a time when it was said that healers were unnecessary once potions came out, but the price of potions aside, it was almost impossible to drink potions during battle.

In the end, the value of healers became even higher.

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“I’ll call the healer while you’re eating.”

“Team Leader. Couldn’t we at least make the appearance normal?”

“If I cook poison to taste good, people might imitate it.”

Would anyone imitate this?

It seems impossible to even find the ingredients.

-What idiot would imitate that

-Wasn’t Fran originally a streamer who does bizarre food broadcasts?

-She eats similar stuff usually.

-Is that the same as this?

-It’s not containing poison, it’s eating the poison itself.

Fran picked up a moth wing with trembling hands.

It’s not that she didn’t hear anything from the Team Leader.

She was told she would become accustomed to debuffs.

She just didn’t hear that the method would be consuming food and broadcasting it.

‘She wouldn’t have given me such severe food right away.’

Except for drugs, her other resistances can’t even withstand E-rank monsters.

Crunch-

The texture is like tearing apart a chicken wing.

With each chew, powder spreads inside her mouth, making it tingle.

There’s no place the powder hasn’t spread, from between the teeth to under the tongue, and already there’s a slight feeling of numbness in the fingertips.

Crunch-

The moth wings are so big that even after eating three bites, half still remains.

“You’ll miss out on other food this way. You should eat a variety.”

Tia brought a black sphere to my mouth.

“I’ll eat it myself.”

“No. Your hands are already trembling, I’ll feed you.”

-It’s nice to see them feeding each other.

-Rare to see pretty girls feeding each other.

-No! If her fingertips are trembling, don’t feed her!

-That’s why she’s giving her different food.

-But what is that?

Ugh-

I tried to spit out the rising nausea, but Tia’s hand covered my mouth.

Gulp-

Finally, after swallowing the sphere without properly chewing it, my vision gradually blurred.

“Urgh… life flashing before my eyes?”

“It’s the pill of Blind Skunk. Not only does it block vision with gas, but it also inflicts debuffs.”

In a situation where I can’t see anything at all, something else entered my mouth.

“You can’t stop. This time it’s Blood Centipede. The debuff is bleeding.”

Drip-

With the sensation of flesh being chewed, blood flows from my eyes, nose, and ears.

Now I can’t see anything, and there’s no sensation in my entire hand.

“This seems to be too much. But if we treat you right away, resistance won’t be built, so bear with it a little longer.”

“Agh..guh”

Team Leader. Help… me…

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-The child can’t speak.

-Is it okay to broadcast this?

-Is this really training?

-My desire to apply just completely disappeared.

“It’s a team that catches criminals. This level of training is just the basics.”

I said it wasn’t barbaric, not that the intensity was low.

“I brought a capable healer, so there’s nothing to worry about.”

I decided to leave Fran like that for about 20 minutes, so let’s introduce the new team member.

“Come down.”

As I spoke, a small woman descended from the ceiling.

“I still don’t understand whether you’re asking me to come down in a troublesome way.”

“It’s for show.”

A brown-haired girl who seems adult-like despite her youth.

With a faint smile at the corner of her eyes, she looks at the camera with a composed attitude.

“Please introduce yourself.”

“Internet broadcasting, was it? So unfamiliar to this girl.”

“Being over 100 years old, aren’t you embarrassed to call yourself a girl?”

“My appearance has become so young, it can’t be helped.”

-Why is Song Haran there?

-She wouldn’t go to large guilds no matter how much they called her.

-No. Why is she really there?

-Over 100 years old?

-She’s a returnee from a martial arts world.

Song Haran.

A returnee who lived for over 200 years in a martial arts world.

She maintains a youthful appearance through the Ban Lo Hwan Dong technique.

After returning 10 years ago, she was active for 5 years before suddenly retiring. She had been working as a healer at the Korean branch.

‘Haran said she would apply first.’

Upon hearing that I was looking for team members, Haran, who expressed her intention to apply, made one request to me.

-To fight with her more than once a week.

She had asked me for a duel before, but I sent her away saying I only fight criminals.

Knowing that if she became a criminal, it wouldn’t be a duel but murder, she also didn’t say anything separately.

‘Meeting like this now.’

“I am Song Haran.”

“Please explain in more detail.”

“Information about this girl has been widely spread for a long time. Can’t you just search?”

“Sigh… Song Haran has joined the team as a healer and assassin.”

She is a martial artist who handles acupuncture.

Originally, she worked as an assassin.

According to people who were in the same world as her, she always kills her targets, and most martial artists can’t win against her even in a direct fight.

“It would be a waste to keep her just as a healer.”

“This is labor exploitation!”

“It’s to clean up Korea.”

-Looking at her appearance, she’s just a kid.

-Whoa. Say such things and get stabbed from behind.

-The number of viewers has really increased in the meantime.

-To think we’d see a retired hunter’s return on an internet broadcast.

-But is the one dying in the back okay?

-Save Fran!

Hmm. It’s not time yet.

“Child, I understand the need for full power, but isn’t this too harsh from the first day?”

“She won’t die.”

“Ho, not everyone is like you. To begin with, returnees and ordinary Awakened have different experiences.”

That sounds right, so I can’t say anything.

If trauma develops, it could be more difficult later, so we should take a break and try again.

“Please treat her out of sight over there. And explain the situation.”

“Well thought.”

Haran moved Fran behind a prepared tent.

It was quite amazing to see a girl who isn’t even 150cm tall moving someone bigger than herself.

Pook-

“First, blocking the blood vessels to stop the progression of poison is the priority.”

Pook-

“Then, by injecting inner energy through acupuncture into the body to draw the poison out.”

Cough-

“The poison is expelled from the body along with the dead blood.”

“Urgh…”

“After that, by injecting energy to help the body heal, the treatment is complete.”

-A person is dying?

-Look at the blood flowing out from under the tent.

-At that level, isn’t she dead?

“If I stimulate a few acupoints, the speed of blood generation will increase, so don’t worry.”

“How are you seeing the chat from there?”

“There are ways.”

Unless she’s manipulating electronic devices with martial arts, it should be impossible.

‘She put a mirror over there.’

When did she move that?

“Leave her alone for 30 minutes.”

“That’s faster than I thought.”

Crunch-

I ate the wing roast that Fran had left unfinished.

Haran, who seemed hungry too, took a bite of the centipede meat.

“The salt is just right.”

“If it doesn’t taste good, then it’s torture.”

-No, you said it’s poison!

-I was wondering why they were eating it so naturally.

-Do you think poison works on these people?

-You’d need to feed them at least A-rank monster venom glands.

“Come to think of it, I haven’t heard about the world you were in, child.”

“It was a boring place.”

“Curiosity kills humans, they say. If you leave questions unattended, people who make dangerous imaginations will appear.”

“That’s true too.”

The world I was in.

It’s really nothing special.

-Has Tia revealed what world she came from?

-Nope, we don’t know anything

-She really hasn’t said a thing

-Don’t they usually investigate all of this?

I’ve talked about the world I was in to Korea too, but there were parts that were hard to understand.

Since they didn’t properly know about my abilities, there was a sense of just glossing over it.

‘Will it become news material?’

The team members should be the protagonists, but at this rate, I’ll become the protagonist.

“I’ll talk about it in the next broadcast.”

“Child, the way to anger people is to start talking and then stop.”

“If I reveal it now, today’s broadcast content will all be buried.”

“Hmm. That would be a problem.”

-Boo

-Reveal it!

-What kind of background would bury all the content?

-Is it really from a strange place?

After pouring all the oil but not lighting the fire, people are trying to become the fire themselves.

Arson carries a heavy sentence.

Since it’s come to this, I have to throw in another topic.

“Haran. Shall we loosen up our bodies until Fran wakes up?”

“Not a bad idea.”

-Suddenly changing the subject!

-A fight between rankers might not be bad?

-She’ll talk about it next time anyway, let’s watch the fight.

-A fight between current rank 31 and former rank 105

-Isn’t the difference too big?

-Martial artists fight better against people

-That’s the same for Tia too.

Indeed, dopamine addicts.

Look at them biting right away.

I headed to the field outside the mansion.

In the meantime, I introduced the mansion to Haran and the viewers.

“Child, you seem to have a lot of money.”

“Enough that I couldn’t spend it all even if I lived until I died.”

Thanks to Haran who tactfully initiated conversation, I was able to naturally show off my wealth.

In old cartoons, there’s a scene where grandfathers, who shout “Are you trying to buy me with money?”, succumb to too much money.

It absolutely won’t work on me.

A field with only lush grass that hasn’t been groomed yet.

The ground is said to have some protective treatment, but it would break if we move properly.

“The training room can’t withstand Haran. Please bear with the field.”

“As long as I can fight, I’m fine.”

“Of course, not at full power.”

“Is the camera bothering you?”

Haran protested to me with a sulky face.

That face looked cute because it matched her appearance, but I shouldn’t forget that inside, she’s over 200 years old.

“Being visible on camera is not the problem.”

“Then what is the problem!”

“It won’t be captured on camera.”

The video of me subduing the stalker, unless separately manipulated, appears as a single attack even if the playback speed is slowed down.

“There’s no way the camera set up for training can capture a fight between top rankers.”

“…”

Faced with my correct argument, Haran couldn’t say anything.