The Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with a Song - Chapter 169

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Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with Song – Episode 169
To Dante Brown and Rosalind Brown, Nike was a considerably complex existence.
In the situation called Ragnarok, he had shown them a new life, and was the hero who made the two of them who they are today.
Yet now only a fallen world remained where those who sought to exploit them and fill their own pockets existed.
Though they carried the honor of being the world’s number one guild, their actions were anything but honorable.
It was something those who knew shame would never do.
“Tell me this is a lie, Rosa.”
“That’s what I want to say too.”
Rosalind clicked her tongue in irritation.
Before their eyes lay Shunt sprawled like a rag doll, and behind him gathered the executives of Nike.
Shunt, who seemed to care about nothing but survival, was said to be stubbornly insistent in an unusual way.
‘If you touch me, it will be you who faces trouble.’
‘I’m Dante Brown, and this is Rosalind Brown.’
‘What connection does that have to anything…’
‘In most cases, the world will take our side.’
Korea’s two top-ranked hunters treated Shunt quite gently.
Even if they cleaned up afterward, if he escaped with those memories intact, there was certainly a possibility they would be at a disadvantage.
But they accepted that risk for fear Shunt might face retaliation from Nike.
However, Dante was not so merciful to them.
If he could obtain answers, he was willing to damage him to a certain degree.
Since Rosalind, who could restore him, was by his side.
‘Are you trying to bring down Nike with your own hands? Already so many people are furious at the statement that you walk together with Hanttae under Nike’s name.’
He remembered what Shunt had said to him in a threatening manner.
‘Unfortunately, Shunt, I’m not as merciful as they are. And my beloved sister is even worse.’
‘My temper has gotten really bad lately, you know.’
Dante Brown was someone who didn’t care about public opinion, and Rosalind Brown was someone who prioritized her own mood first.
After that, Shunt deleted the malicious articles and photos he had spread and wrote an apology statement.
The details of how many bones were broken and reattached are omitted.
The public’s outrage when Shunt’s video and article accounts suddenly disappeared and the apology statement appeared was none of the Browns’ concern.
‘Oh, and you’ll need to come with us on the way to meet Nike.’
‘Why me…? I’ve already told you everything I can tell you.’
‘We don’t need your words, so just stay quiet and lie beside us.’
Shunt, seemingly not understanding what “lie beside” meant, made a dazed expression before being struck hard by Rosalind and losing consciousness.
And he was carried alive all the way to the meeting with Nike.
Dante took a deep breath.
Jung Hwan-jae and Yeom Ye-ah had conveyed to him the information they learned through Shunt.
Drive Dante out and use that as a pretext to dismantle Nike.
If he takes responsibility and steps down from that position.
From then on, there would be no reason to maintain the name Nike, so that guild would be remade into something new from that point.
‘So I gradually reduced the people around me.’
So that when he found himself cornered, there would be no one to stand beside him.
Thorough isolation was more than enough to back even Dante Brown into a corner.
If those around him hadn’t somehow remained and offered their support….
The name Dante Brown might have truly sunk along with Nike.
He would have lost his will to fight and offered no rebuttal, becoming just another Ranker who vanished bearing infamy.
Perhaps history books would have recorded it that way as well.
[Nia: If Dante hadn’t become an Assigned Staff Member, the Valkyrie Network’s data would certainly be recorded the same way.]
[Nia: Dante Brown was at the center of Nike’s disgrace, and after bearing full responsibility for it all, he disappeared.]
[Nia: In the end, it was a sorrowful conclusion for a Hunter who once dominated an entire era. Like this.]
‘She’s describing it far too vividly.’
Dante smiled wryly.
Yet even with Shunt and all those who had tried to frame him gathered before his eyes, he felt no fear.
Rather, all of this felt almost pleasantly amusing.
A notification for a private Ranker chat room appeared before him.
Jung Hwan (1)
It seems a second calamity will occur soon
If you don’t mind
Come to Korea.
Since it’s an emergency
You should be able to use special teleportation.
Typing slowly and sending messages in fragments like this.
He had no idea that people waiting for him found this manner of communication even more agonizing.
Dante turned his gaze from the screen and stepped toward them.
“Dante Brown, we have many things we’d like to ask you.”
They didn’t realize that what they had done to Dante had been exposed.
That’s why they could speak with such arrogance.
Dante responded cheerfully.
“Surprising. I have many things I’d like to ask as well. Let me hear your questions first.”
Rosalind Brown suppressed a smile from the side.
After Nike’s sudden announcement, the higher-ups had been furious, demanding the immediate arrest of the Brown siblings.
Everything from how they could sell out not just themselves but the entire Nike Guild, to accusations that because of them, they were forced to cooperate unconditionally with Hanttae.
What it really meant was: ‘Why did you cause trouble without our permission?’
“Why did you put Nike forward to express your personal will?”
“Am I not the Guild Master of Nike?”
“What?”
“Nike’s purpose was determined from its creation—to achieve humanity’s victory together with Baldur. That’s what I remember.”
It was the motto displayed at the very center of Nike’s Lobby.
Until the day humanity claims victory, walk the path of Baldur.
The Goddess of Victory shall walk with your footsteps!
“The Valkyrie Network has now officially issued a crisis warning, and Hanttae Guild is currently developing countermeasures to prevent it. So what exactly was wrong with my actions?”
“If you go out like that now, it won’t look like Nike is subordinate to Hanttae! Right now, even the top-ranked guilds are all there, and people are saying Hanttae is the higher-ranking guild.”
“Does it really matter who is subordinate to whom? More than saving people’s lives?”
“….”
“More than rescuing those out there who might die without knowing anything?”
Dante’s hand pointed toward the window.
They had already lost their value as Awakened Ones.
Awakened Ones were created by Baldur to prepare for calamity and destruction.
Yet for them, their own honor was what mattered most.
“I heard recently that Nike’s been getting too close to other guild members and needlessly poking around the Ragnarok Region?”
Someone else spoke up.
To hear such accusations when the Guild Master was simply clearing dungeons with guild members—it was infuriating.
The fact that I hadn’t sensed something was wrong until now was utterly astounding.
No, truthfully, I had known.
I had simply been turning a blind eye to all these signs, telling myself it didn’t matter either way.
“Right, they wanted to team up with me, so we went into a dungeon together, and luckily a dungeon fragment fell there.”
Dante turned to look at Rosalind Brown. This time, as if to say it was her turn to speak.
Her expression, which had been staring ahead with an air of utter boredom, brightened instantly.
“Since dungeon fragments should be collected by the Hunter Association, I called people. I asked them to send the fragment collection team.”
Unease rippled through the crowd.
Rosalind Brown perched on the edge of the table and began tapping it rhythmically, tap-tap.
The longer the silence stretched, the greater the anxiety of the guilty.
“But when the person who came to collect the fragment saw Dante’s face, they panicked and ran. I caught them and asked—were they really from the Hunter Association? It took some effort to have an honest conversation.”
Rosalind Brown laughed with a slight smirk.
“Can you guess who it was? Dante?”
“I’m not sure, Roza. Will you tell me?”
But everyone already knew.
That her mouth was smiling, but her eyes had turned ice-cold.
A crimson bird had begun circling around Rosalind Brown as if standing guard.
With each flap of its wings, sparks fell, making the atmosphere even more ominous.
“A Black Market broker.”
As Rosalind Brown extended her hand, Pene dropped the small stone she had been holding in her mouth.
It was a fragment that had already lost its function.
Rosalind Brown, who held it out, laughed.
“In other words, Nike has been selling dungeon fragments to the Black Market.”

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