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. The book in my hand

be

at a certain page, I

—Flip!

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

look for anything in the novel

item would be one that would help

a problem...if not for Irene being able to detect lies, none of this

was an item that could help me with regards to

—Plap!

"Haa..."

after, I closed the book and

knew what I had

the book, I had a general idea of my next course of action. Even though it would

all I wanted

—Ding!

that moment, my

to listen to

Her message was vague yet I instantly understood what she

[Demon hunter? They agreed?]

[Yes]

[When?]

a formal meeting, I needed to prepare in full. Just one mistake and

day after

I'll get everything

[Okay]

Amanda no longer messaged me. Since

"Alright, this is good"

would take a load off

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

stood out so much today was because of this. The more

weren't just investing in the magic

what I

that's sorted for now… Also, there's

my wrist, I stared at the

still had not checked the extra items I got from Immorra. With everything that had happened recently, I didn't

there was something interesting mixed

it's time to annoy

out my phone and quickly typed

about

arm still

...

inside a

—Clank! —Clank!

laboratory space. Large metallic arms moved around the asphalt pavement carrying different-sized

—Booom!

of a white confined room that could be seen through

long after, the fire died down and a red card held by two pincers was revealed. A cold and mechanical

- Mana lingering in room

glass, a

"Another failure"

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 system resulting in a large

am I

she had just started there were a lot

be commercially viable, Melissa needed to have only a 30% efficiency

moment her efficiency loss

cry from her

got a

from the other side of the room. A cheerful

would message

hand on her white lab coat,

Melissa, about

"This bastard..."

side of

enough with the magic card concept and now he wanted him to

Fuck that.

advanced potion

potion herself, so might as well just order one from the market and pretend that it was from

"An advanced potion?"

"Yes"

"What about the quality?"

make it the highest

tempted to just give Ren the lowest quality

Melissa Hall,

Impossible!