The Author's POV

Chapter 302

"The headmaster?"

My eyes shot wide open.

"The SS ranked hero headmaster who never once showed up during my stay at the lock?"

Waylan almost spat out his drink. Giving me an odd look, he wrily smiled.

"Odd way to put it, but correct."

"...my god."

Leaning back on my seat, my brows furrowed tightly.

Although I knew that Waylen and the headmaster were on a mission together, I didn't actually know that they were in the dwarven domain.

This was because Kevin back in my novel only went to the dwarven domain after the conference that took place a couple of years from now.

That was also the first time the two properly showed up in the story.

Tap.Tap.Tap

Tapping on the table, I fell into thought.

'Who would've thought that he was here?'

The headmaster's presence makes things complicated.

Although he wasn't there during the tournament, most likely he was aware of me. After all, there was no way Donna wouldn't have told him about me.

Furthermore, as the headmaster, he was probably made aware of each death that occurred during that day.

Explaining to him how I was still alive was going to be really troublesome.

'ugh, how troublesome indeed.'

"Do you have any other questions for me?"

Waylan downed the whole drink and smacked the cup on the table. He then proceeded to wipe the foam that lingered on his lips.

Lifting my head, I nodded my head.

"Yes, one more."

"Go on, but make it quick I'm supposed to leave soon."

Waylan replied as he checked his watch.

Leaning forward, I asked.

"Have you perhaps heard of anyone called Malvil Ironhawk before?"

"Sir Malvil?"

An odd look flashed Waylen's face.

"Is there something wrong?"

From the look on Waylen's face, it seemed as though he knew him.

With a complicated look, Waylan scratched the back of his head.

"No, not really, it's just that...he's, mhhh, how should I say it."

Stroking his chin, Waylan tried to find the right words to say.

"...Let's just say that he's a very hard man to please."

"I figured."

Leaning back on my seat I let out a sigh.

Malvil was one of the few people that could handle Okleum properly.

He was a legendary craftsman. Without a doubt his standards for materials were high, and not just that, he was probably also very selective of his clients.

In no way would he craft artifacts for whoever asked.

But.

I still had to try.

"Even if he might reject me, I want to know."

I wanted to get stronger faster.

Surrounded by so many enemies, I had no choice but to get stronger.

It was a must.

At my response, a small smile appeared on Waylan's face.

"Mhm, if you insist."

Twirling his now empty cup, Waylan thought for a moment.

"Usually he's working at the fourth level, but you can find him on the first level from time to time. In fact, he's probably at his shop right now."

"Where exactly is that? Can you tell me the location?"

artifact for you. No matter how rich

"Mhm."

Understandable.

he'd have a line that would stretch all

"Pay close attention."

To my surprise, it was a map of the whole

towards a certain area on the

right here, if you follow this path over here, you should be able to get there in about ten

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

of a mess since wasn't an official map, but it got to the

now knew where

to

stood up. Before he

go, take

"What's this?"

it, I curiously

the plate in

badge. In case you want to meet me, you can just show them to the guards and they'll let

the green plate in my hand, I

"I see...thank you."

might come

"No problem"

a grin behind the hood, Waylan

now. Thank you again for telling

"No problem."

Waylan's footsteps suddenly halted.

up again Dd tell me more about that guy you mentioned

dripped

"...sure."

"Good, good."

turned around

back from where I was sitting, I closed

like he really couldn't get out of this

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

at this hour, Emma and Kevin would train at the public training ground inside of

it bigger than their own personal training grounds, but it was also great for

the middle

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

her short swords

nose and raising his hand to gesture to her that

suddenly felt a chill run down

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

had been feeling good these days. His

had just broken to rank not too long

was healthier

probably just my

muttered to himself before once

—Sha!

down, a beautiful yet deadly arc drew in

probably just

"That's great."

in relief before suddenly

way, Kevin, did you finally make up your

at that moment, Kevin's focus completely scattered and

"...Regarding?"

told me not too

"Ah, that."

his sword, Kevin's face distorted. Clenching

decided to

"A pity."

of disappointment flashed Emma's

it's not like I can stop you since I also think that this decision isn't

"I know, but..."

Kevin's fists clenched tightly.

Ren's death to Emma's problems. Kevin realized that he was still too

had been more powerful, or had someone backing him up, of the problems

he want to feel so

and raising his sword,

—Sha!

way to make up for my

***

range, the only indication I got

then, it quickly disappeared as the thermal system built underground turned

be the place

stopped in front of a

saw, this shop was the shabbiest looking one. Yet, despite it being the

was hard to

its atmosphere? Or just

sure, but I was just about to

[The Golden Hammer.]

insignia hung outside of

to my surprise, I

though everyone was avoiding the

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

rhythmical, steady sound of metal being pounded was the only thing that indicate to me that I was in the

a step forward, I

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