The Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with a Song - Chapter 135

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Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with Song – Episode 135
There was no answer.
An alarm bell suddenly rang in my mind, which had been peaceful until that moment.
There had been times before when Sung Ji-wook or Sung Mi-ju couldn’t respond immediately to what I said because they were busy with work.
But this felt different.
I had an inexplicable certainty that they were deliberately not answering my question.
“Ye-ah?”
Hwa-jon’s expression grew worried, perhaps noticing my face becoming increasingly serious.
I couldn’t pinpoint exactly what the problem was.
It was a feeling that could only be expressed with the vague word “intuition,” but precisely because of that, I couldn’t ignore it.
“Oppa, I think we need to find out where the Guild Master is right now.”
“The Guild Master?”
“If you’re asking about Jung Hwan, he left a final message just before you all entered the dungeon.”
Dante, who had been listening intently to our conversation, spoke up.
Since it was a one-way message that came to Dante rather than something meant to be relayed to Hanttae, he said he hadn’t passed it along.
“What was the message about?”
“Ah, well… shall we discuss this inside first?”
Dante lowered his voice as he glanced cautiously around.
Even in front of Nike’s building, there were many ears listening.
Or perhaps, precisely because it was Nike, I needed to be even more careful about prying ears.
Unlike Hanttae, this place had clearly divided factions—one led by Dante and Rosalind Brown, and those who viewed them unfavorably.
‘Especially since the siblings who practically represent Nike aren’t attached to Nike right now.’
If I carelessly let information slip here, troublesome rumors would spread in an instant.
It’s always better to reduce the number of people who know and ears that listen when planning anything.
We moved to Dante’s private office. Despite it being his personal space, there were many chairs.
“Though I call it my personal office, I hold all general meetings here, so you could say it doubles as a conference room.”
“You don’t have any private space?”
“Privacy isn’t really maintained.”
He spoke lightly, but for someone of Dante’s caliber to have no personal space at all…
The fact that safety and secrecy couldn’t be protected seemed like quite a serious problem.
Since it was apparently a rather confidential matter, even James was sent elsewhere, leaving only me, Rosalind Brown, Dante, and Hwa-jon.
“You’re aware that staff murderers are operating in the United States as well. And that I want to eliminate them.”
“I am.”
The fact that even if he discarded the reputation he maintains at Nike, he still wants to eliminate more staff murderers.
He seems like the type who would set aside his own strength and status without hesitation.
He’s remarkable in a different way than Jung Hwan.
“That’s what the message was about. I’ve been tracking the Murder Guild in the United States.”
“So you’ve found some of them?”
“I’ve identified a few, but the headquarters where those people are located is… unusual.”
“Do you know how many years Dante has been chasing after this? My creepy brother.”
Rosalind Brown’s expression grew weary.
Yet beneath those words, I could sense a certain pride in her family’s relentless determination to hunt down and eliminate whatever they pursued.
Only now had they finally uncovered a thread of evidence and located where they were hiding—which meant until this moment, she had been struggling alone, grasping at shadows that never materialized.
And through it all, she had maintained her rank and her standing within Nike.
“You’re quite remarkable.”
It was Liri who voiced what I had been thinking.
Dante offered a light nod of gratitude toward Liri.
“In any case, where is this headquarters located?”
Hwa-jon continued listening intently, his expression etched with concern.
Dante nodded and spoke quietly.
“It’s where the Ragnarok Gate opened in the United States.”
Dante had been there when it happened.
He remembered the sensation of countless lives vanishing in an instant, the feeling of being pulled into that dungeon himself.
Though the land had largely recovered by now, he said an ominous aura still permeated that place.
It was almost similar to Korea’s Ragnarok Gate—though Korea’s was far more severe.
Since humans could still traverse it to some degree, it seemed the Staff murderers had established their headquarters there.
“Why there of all places?”
“People think only humans died trying to stop Ragnarok, but countless Staff members also perished there.”
Among those who awakened within Ragnarok and survived to emerge, some earned titles like “First Hunter” or “Ranker.”
But the truth was that most of those who awakened inside never made it out alive.
It was hell itself in there. Those who had only just learned what skills were couldn’t possibly control their newfound power.
Naturally, many Staff members sacrificed themselves for their contractors.
“That place is still saturated with the magical energy of vengeful spirits. Those with sound minds wouldn’t willingly accept it, but….”
Anyone committing Staff murder couldn’t be considered someone with a sound mind to begin with.
I understood a hundred times over why Dante trailed off.
“But what does that have to do with the Guild Master?”
Hwa-jon glanced at me and spoke.
He seemed to have noticed that my attention was entirely fixed on him.
Normally I wouldn’t have been so obvious about it, but my anxiety had made me careless.
“When I told Jung Hwan that this was happening at the location of Ragnarok in the United States, he said he would go check on the Ragnarok site himself.”
“What?”
“He said he would check on the Ragnarok site….”
“Pardon?”
When I asked again in disbelief, Dante’s expression turned flustered.
“Ye-ah, don’t worry too much. There’s strange magical energy flowing around the Ragnarok site, but someone of Jung Hwan’s caliber won’t be severely affected by it.”
“I, I know that to some extent.”
“And would he have gone there without any preparations?”
I understood what he meant.
He was Rank 1, and having received the rewards from the Ranking Tournament, he had immunity to various hazards.
I knew all of that, yet the unease in my heart refused to fade.
“What did it feel like at that moment?”
“Feel like?”
“The atmosphere, or something.”
Dante seemed to consider my question carefully before shaking his head.
It must have meant there was nothing particularly unusual.
“Ye-ah, what’s wrong?”
Even Liri spoke with a puzzled tone, as if she couldn’t quite grasp the source of my unease.
I shook my head.
I didn’t know either. Why I was so afraid.
Just then, a message notification chimed.
Joke (14)
Saw it late because I was clearing a dungeon
Went to Ya Myung-joo Workshop and then checked out where Ragnarok was
We didn’t hear it directly, but people from the Hunter Association came and told us
Yeom Ye-ah (1)
Thanks
I left without even having a chance to tell the guild members.
After greeting Dante and leaving the conference room, I transmitted mana through my ring.
A signal for him to contact me immediately upon his return.
“Are you going to rest now, oppa?”
“No, I need to visit another dungeon.”
“You’re going to another dungeon…?”
There’s a book called “A Healthy Hunter’s Handbook.”
What people repeatedly emphasize there is never to clear more than one dungeon per day.
Otherwise, it would certainly strain a hunter’s body and mind.
Even for a special-type hunter, he had already pushed himself beyond his limits.
“Why on earth.”
“I need to gather materials for the Jade Restoration Pill. Honestly, the reason I agreed to go to the United States with you was this impure motive.”
It wasn’t an impure reason at all.
In this world, only this man would call it an impure motive to work tirelessly gathering materials for a miraculous elixir that could heal people.
He said that even if he completed the Jade Restoration Pill, he had no intention of profiting financially from it.
He’s such an impossibly righteous person.
I couldn’t bring myself to stop him, seeing that radiant gaze, so I let him go.
“Liri, shall we head to our room?”
“Should I come too?”
“Would you have me leave Liri here and go?”
“I’m a man too, Ye-ah.”
If someone could look at a snowman and see a man, that would certainly be a talent.
I laughed while poking him with my finger.
“I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep until the Guild Master contacts us, so I’d appreciate your company until then.”
Liri let out an exaggerated sigh and hung from my finger.
“I’m losing to you again today.”

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