The Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with a Song - Chapter 171

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Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with Song – Episode 171
The Assigned Staff Member ‘One Who Regrets Hope Above the Knee’ refuses to provide divine power.
Once.
The Assigned Staff Member ‘One Who Regrets Hope Above the Knee’ refuses to provide divine power.
Again.
Blood vessels bulged across So Yi-yoon’s eyes. I had accumulated far too much to crumble over something so trivial.
People would condemn these actions as wickedness, but such accusations meant nothing to me.
Once they understood the value of the power I could obtain through this act.
He lowered his head.
I gazed at the small fragment clutched in my hand.
Impossibly small, yet a Dungeon fragment purchased by liquidating my entire fortune.
‘Who on earth sold something this precious?’
‘Does it even matter?’
I recalled the broker’s face as he handed over the Dungeon fragment with a pitiful expression.
His eyes gleamed with mockery, as if to say I didn’t even deserve to know the seller.
These people clearly didn’t understand the true value of this fragment.
‘They probably used the sale of this fragment to frame someone or something equally worthless.’
Only those ignorant of its true worth could commit such acts.
Only I understood it.
I let out a hollow laugh, remembering those staff member murderers who claimed to understand So Yi-yoon’s heart.
‘You and I are completely different.’
So Yi-yoon could comprehend the true value of this, and I knew the power obtainable here.
Learning about the Fusion Dungeon had been pure chance.
To discover methods of gaining power, I ransacked countless libraries and exploited the Valkyrie Network so extensively that I lost count.
Accessing data beyond this point may result in the destruction of an Awakened One’s mana and consciousness.
I had surpassed countless warning windows without knowing how many times.
I hadn’t hesitated to topple numerous active Hunters and sacrifice innocent people.
So how could I possibly hesitate over my own destruction?
So Yi-yoon didn’t desire safe strength.
‘The death patterns of Assigned Staff Members’.
It was a file that wouldn’t be accessed unless one worked in the Research Institute.
Information accessible only to high-ranking Hunters within the Research Institute itself—Assigned Staff Members who had merged with Awakened Ones and vanished.
‘They became calamities far more powerful than they were in life.’
The initial goal had been the Fusion Dungeon.
Through that, I wanted to exact revenge on all those who refused to acknowledge me.
To show them I could go this far, and that their failure to recognize me was the foolishness of the ignorant.
It was merely the delusion of one steeped in inferiority and victimhood.
Yet no one around So Yi-yoon existed to point out my corruption.
As time passed, I lost my humanity.
When only obsession with power remained, I even drew upon Gasul’s divine power to access the information.
‘An Awakened One entered the Calamity’s location to rescue them, and the Assigned Staff Member stepped forward and was annihilated. But because the magical power had faded far too much, the worst-case scenario unfolded—all three had merged.’
What the Awakened Ones called the worst-case scenario was, in other words, the most welcome situation for So Yi-yoon.
It didn’t matter if I lost my humanity.
It didn’t matter if everyone in the world pointed fingers at me.
Even if Baldur himself cast me out directly, questioning how I could let the Assigned Staff Member who had devoted themselves to me reach annihilation, it wouldn’t matter.
Because all of them would kneel before the Calamity I had created.
I would show this world why it bore a Calamity with the same name as Ragnarok—the very essence of Baldur’s creation.
I would recreate that Calamity.
Without fail!
“Yi-yoon, you need to come to your senses.”
Gasul’s voice pierced through my ears once more.
Whenever I sank this deep into such dark emotions, Gasul’s voice forcibly pulled me back up.
A stubborn Assigned Staff Member who wouldn’t even listen to what I was saying.
“Your anger right now isn’t yours. You have to get out of here.”
“Gasul, don’t you understand? There’s no way out of here anymore.”
So Yi-yoon began laughing loudly.
Everything around us was shrouded in black mist.
If I so much as stretched out my hand, I could feel the pain of my fingertips burning away.
Only the origin point of this Ragnarok where I stood was the only path to escape that darkness.
I couldn’t be consumed by it and reduced to ash.
‘I’m on the verge of becoming a Calamity stronger than anyone else right now—I can’t die here.’
Gasul had told So Yi-yoon this countless times.
That the darkness he was feeling now wasn’t his emotion, but merely amplified by the ominous presence lurking in this place.
He blinked slowly, then laughed.
“Gasul.”
“Yi-yoon, please.”
“But even if this emotion were entirely amplified, it didn’t come from nothing, did it?”
Gasul’s eyes filled with sorrow.
Because from the very beginning, a hunger for power had been buried deep within his heart, even if not to this degree.
That’s how we reached this point.
Rather, I welcomed this sensation of being forcibly swept along.
If the Calamity hadn’t urged my emotions forward, could I have come this far?
There’s no way!
“Gasul, so now give me your name. You’re suffering too.”
I looked at the one shielding the darkness with their entire body.
Short hair, lower body transparent below the knees.
From the box held in both hands, darkness surged endlessly, blocking back the mist.
The Assigned Staff Member ‘One Who Regrets Hope Above the Knees’ refuses to provide divine power.
But ever since entering Ragnarok, they had been in this state continuously—it must be unbearable even for Gasul’s body.
Just a little longer.
If I wait just a bit longer, Gasul won’t be able to endure it.
At that point, I can’t seize control under the pretext that the Assigned Staff Member’s consciousness is muddled.
‘Why is your Assigned Staff Member’s name Gasul?’
‘Because I placed a box I was gripping tightly on my knee. In Korea, there’s a Chinese character for knee called “seul,” isn’t there?’
‘Then what about “ga”?’
‘The character for “possibility.” It’s a word used for potential. So I placed the correct truth upon my knee. No… I lost everything else and kept only one correct possibility.’
At that time, I didn’t understand what it meant.
But now I do.
A figure from mythology who lived a life riddled with regret, keeping only one correct value inside the box.
A foolish one who refuses and endures with merely a sliver of hope, even as So Yi-yoon ceaselessly calls out that name and demands I surrender control.
The Assigned Staff Member, “One Who Regrets the Hope Upon the Knee,” refuses to provide divine power.
I will challenge again and again until hope crumbles.
So Yi-yoon drew in a breath and cried out once more.
“Grant me your strength, Pandora.”

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“Using the information Baldur provided, we’ve calculated data by extrapolating from Fusion Dungeons and Dungeon fragments up to now.”
Kim A-jin waved her hand and began inputting something into the empty air once more.
Countless incomprehensible numbers and formulas streaked past before my eyes.
It wasn’t just me—everyone around us stared at Kim A-jin with blank expressions.
“To put it simply, we’ve calculated the damage range and difficulty level of the Dungeon when So Yi-yoon acquired a Dungeon fragment from the center of Ragnarok and it became a Fusion Dungeon.”
Kim A-jin’s face was etched with tension.
The Hunter Association must always account for the worst-case scenario.
“While we cannot pinpoint the exact damage range, if we set a typical Ragnarok’s damage at 1, a secondary catastrophe would be 0.2.”
I nodded quietly.
When excluding So Yi-yoon and the Dungeon fragments entirely, it’s roughly one-fifth the level.
If it had been anything less, I could have thought of it as a 20% level and prepared with somewhat greater peace of mind.
“However, considering the Dungeon fragment, So Yi-yoon’s Hunter rank, and the divine power level of his Assigned Staff Member…”
Kim A-jin’s hand began moving rapidly through the air, writing again.
The swift characters glowed white, floating through the empty space.
‘0.5’.
“It reaches a maximum of approximately 50% level.”
“There’s no probability it exceeds Ragnarok?”
“There isn’t.”
A sigh of relief was brief before Kim A-jin’s briefing continued.
“However, this assumes damage from the outside. We cannot determine what the internal danger difficulty within the Dungeon will be.”
“For now, the Hunter Association intends to do its utmost to prevent damage occurring from the outside.”
Dan Myeong-ah added with resolve.
Outside the Dungeon, there are also civilians with no abilities whatsoever.
We must do everything in our power to protect them.
Jung Hwan-jae rose to his feet, his expression impassive as he studied the characters before him.
“Then I must prepare a dungeon conquest team. So that no one dies—neither inside nor outside.”

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