The Author's POV

—Clank!

I slid the doors that led to the balcony.

"...how annoying"

After the match with Haris, I left immediatly. With everyone distracted by Kevin's match, I took the opportunity to slip out and go back to my dorm.

Like that, I avoided most reporters.

Furthermore, apart from electives, there were no other lectures today. Therefore, I was naturally free.

Regarding Kevin's match, he naturally won. I wasn't sure about how many times he go challenged, but it was probably more than five.

"Haaa...what should I do now?"

A lot of my plans had changed because of what had happened in the most recent days. My plans of laying low were pretty much scrapped.

"hmm..."

Were they?

Now that I thought about it, although I could no longer remain as hidden as before, nothing prevented me from building my forces secretly.

I guess you could say that I was now operating in both the light and the dark.

In a way this was good.

A lot of my plans would speed up as a result of this. I did not need to be as cautious as before and could be more brazen about it.

'...Should I create an alias?'

By creating an alias I could still operate more secretly. On one hand, I would be this 'talented' individual that studies in the Lock.

On the other hand, I would use my other alias to operate my mercenary group and company.

That would be ideal.

...but who knows. I needed more time to think about this.

After what had happened a couple of days ago, I found my confidence shatter into pieces.

Anytime I came up with a plan, I felt paranoid.

What if this happened? What if that happened? What if a meteorite suddenly fell from the sky and destroyed my company?

With my recent successes piling up, I had become arrogant and complacent. I needed to stop thinking that I had everything in my control.

Nothing was ever in my control.

Just like Everblood, there were things that I couldn't account for. I needed to knock this into my skull.

I was so sure that everything was going according to my plans before...and guess what, Everblood showed up.

Someone who I didn't properly account for.

"...there's that fucker too"

There was also Matthew...

I'd never have expected him to go public with the incident.

If I could have, I would've immediately have told Irene the truth. The truth about the fact that he was a villain.

Sadly, I couldn't.

With Matthew knowing that I had a way to cure the Mindbreaker curse, I knew that I couldn't touch him at the moment.

If such news were to be revealed to the world, not only would I become the number one target of the demons, I would also be targeted by other people who were desperate for the cure.

Fortunately, since I could reveal that he was contracted to a demon, he also couldn't reveal what he knew.

We were currently at a stalemate.

"...Damn it, I need to be stronger"

I clenched my teeth hard and glared at the scenery outside of the balcony.

I had to get stronger quicker.

"I can't let this go on..."

Taking out the diary that contained all of the information about the novel, I quickly flipped through its pages.

—Flip! —Flip!

"Where is it..."

see what I could do to make myself stronger. The book in my hand had

should be the

at a certain

—Flip!

to the next page. My eyes constantly moved from the left to

to look for anything in the novel that could be useful

that

were a problem...if not for Irene being able to detect

that could help me with regards to

—Plap!

"Haa..."

I

I had to do

action. Even though it would cause some trouble to

wanted to do was

—Ding!

that moment, my phone

to listen to

vague yet I instantly

[Demon hunter? They agreed?]

[Yes]

[When?]

a formal meeting, I needed to prepare

day

I'll get everything ready by

[Okay]

Amanda no longer messaged me. Since I knew

"Alright, this is good"

would take a load

only would I secure a long-term money system, but create a connection with the

was because of this. The more talented

weren't just investing in the magic card

what

guess that's sorted for now… Also, there's that

towards my wrist, I stared at the

items I got from Immorra. With everything that had

there was something interesting

time

my phone and

Melissa, about

arm still

...

time, inside a

—Clank! —Clank!

arms moved around the

—Booom!

the lab. Inside of a white confined room that could be seen through

down and a red card held by two pincers was revealed. A

- Mana lingering in room :

the glass, a beautiful

"Another failure"

in the

am I

when she had just started there were a lot

a 30% efficiency loss. Any more than that and there was no point in using

the moment her efficiency loss was

far cry

got

voice called out for her from the other side of the

would message me

white lab coat, Melissa took the

Melissa, about

"This bastard..."

side of

already busy enough with the magic card concept and now he wanted him to make him an advanced

Fuck that.

an advanced potion off

quickly ordered. She couldn't be bothered to make a potion herself, so might as well just order one from the

"An advanced potion?"

"Yes"

"What about the quality?"

it the lowest..no scratch that, make it the highest quality you can

the lowest quality potion. However, she suddenly realized that

she, Melissa Hall, make

Impossible!