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..."

get stronger, I naturally had to see what I could do to

should be

at a certain

—Flip!

I flipped to the next page. My eyes constantly moved from

anything in the novel

one that would

for Irene being able to detect lies, none

could help me

—Plap!

"Haa..."

minutes after, I closed the book and

I had to do

taking a proper look at the book, I had a general idea of my next course of action. Even though it would cause some

now all I wanted to do

—Ding!

that moment, my phone

agreed to

vague yet I instantly understood what she

[Demon hunter? They agreed?]

[Yes]

[When?]

Since this was a formal meeting, I needed to prepare in

week, a day

I'll get

[Okay]

Amanda no longer messaged me. Since I knew

"Alright, this is good"

a load

secure a long-term money system, but create

much today was because of this. The more talented I appeared the greater

investing in the magic card system, but in

was what I

guess that's sorted for now…

wrist, I stared at the

got from Immorra. With everything that had happened recently, I didn't have enough time to

something

it's time to

took out my phone and quickly

Melissa, about

still

...

the same time, inside a

—Clank! —Clank!

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!

Inside of a white confined room that

a red card held by two pincers

Mana lingering in room :

to the glass, a beautiful girl

"Another failure"

the 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 would enter the

what am I

just started there were

order for the card to be commercially viable, Melissa needed to have only a 30%

the moment her efficiency loss

far cry

you've got

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

Who would message me

white lab coat, Melissa

about

"This bastard..."

the side of

busy enough with the magic card concept and now he

Fuck that.

order an advanced

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

"An advanced potion?"

"Yes"

"What about the quality?"

that, make

was originally tempted to just give Ren the lowest quality potion. However, she suddenly realized

Hall, make such a

Impossible!