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..."

knew I had to get stronger, I naturally had to see what I could do to make myself stronger.

be the

at a certain

—Flip!

tip of my finger, I flipped to the next page. My eyes constantly moved from the left

for anything in the novel that could be useful for me in the

one that would

able

there was an item that could help me with regards to

—Plap!

"Haa..."

of minutes after, I closed the

I had to

next course of action. Even though it would cause some trouble to some people in the

all I wanted to do was get

—Ding!

that moment, my phone

to

Her message was vague yet I instantly understood

[Demon hunter? They agreed?]

[Yes]

[When?]

a formal meeting, I needed to prepare

a day after

I'll get everything ready

[Okay]

no longer messaged me. Since I knew her personality, I wasn't

"Alright, this is good"

a load off of

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

was because of

investing in the magic card system, but in me

was what

sorted for now… Also,

towards my wrist, I stared at the bracelet

the extra items I got from Immorra. With everything that had happened

there was something interesting

that...guess it's time

phone

about the

arm still hurt

...

time, inside

—Clank! —Clank!

heavy sound of machinery moving items to and fro resounded across the white laboratory space. Large metallic arms moved around the asphalt pavement carrying different-sized boxes.

—Booom!

white confined room that

fire died down and a red card held by two

log #598 - Mana lingering

to the glass, a beautiful girl

"Another failure"

card with the right pysons. Despite the fact that the current magic circle installed in the card was a simple [Fireball], occasionally a couple of other psyons that were not flame psyons

what am

started there were a lot

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

moment her efficiency loss was

a far cry

you've got a

crisp voice called out for her from the other side of the room.

would message me at

on her white lab coat, Melissa took the phone. Instantly her

Melissa, about the

"This bastard..."

the side of the

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

Fuck that.

an advanced potion off

potion herself, so might

"An advanced potion?"

"Yes"

"What about the quality?"

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

originally tempted to just give Ren the lowest quality potion.

she, Melissa Hall,

Impossible!