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?"

for you. No matter how rich you are, he won't do it unless

"Mhm."

Understandable.

anyone, he'd have a line

"Pay close attention."

a holographic map soon appeared before us. To my surprise, it was a map

then pointed towards a certain area on

right here, if you follow this path over here, you should be able to

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

a mess since wasn't an official map, but it

now knew where

to go

Before he

go, take

"What's this?"

I curiously

plate in my

an identification badge. In case you want to meet me, you

at the green plate in my hand, I gratefully looked

"I see...thank you."

might come

"No problem"

behind the hood, Waylan gave a

now. Thank you again for telling me about

"No problem."

Waylan's footsteps suddenly halted.

Dd tell me more

dripped down

"...sure."

"Good, good."

Waylan turned around and left

back from where I was sitting, I closed my eyes and wished Kevin

couldn't get out

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

Emma and Kevin would train at the public training ground inside

own personal training

middle of the training grounds, Kevin suddenly

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

short swords and worriedly

raising his hand to gesture

just suddenly felt a chill run down

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

had been feeling good these days. His strength was progressing at an

rank not too long

healthier than

just my

muttered to himself before

—Sha!

a beautiful yet deadly

feeling great, probably

"That's great."

before

you

moment, Kevin's focus completely scattered

"...Regarding?"

me not too long

"Ah, that."

Clenching tightly onto

decided to go

"A pity."

look of disappointment

since I also think that this

"I know, but..."

Kevin's fists clenched tightly.

Kevin

or had someone backing him up, of the

he want

his head and raising his sword,

—Sha!

fastest way

***

city built directly inside of a mountain range, the only indication I got that it

the thermal system built underground turned on, warming up my shoes, and

be

my head, I stopped in front

one. Yet, despite it being the shabbiest looking one, it somehow felt like the

hard to

it perhaps its atmosphere?

was just about to find

[The Golden Hammer.]

looking insignia hung

to my surprise, I barely found

as though everyone was avoiding the shop like

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

thing

I knocked

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