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?"

expect him to make an artifact for you. No matter how rich you are, he won't do it unless he

"Mhm."

Understandable.

for anyone, he'd have a line

"Pay close attention."

watch, a holographic map soon appeared before us. To

towards a certain area on the

over here, you should be able to get there in

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

wasn't an official

now knew where to

to

Waylan suddenly stood up. Before he left, he tossed me a dark colored

I go,

"What's this?"

I

in my hand,

want to meet me, you can just show

my hand, I

"I see...thank you."

might come in

"No problem"

a grin behind the hood, Waylan gave a slight

Thank you again for telling me about

"No problem."

suddenly

up again Dd tell me more about

instantly dripped down

"...sure."

"Good, good."

Waylan turned around and

I was sitting, I closed my eyes and wished Kevin the best of

couldn't get out

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

train at the public training ground inside of the Leviathan

personal training grounds, but it was also great for

middle of the training grounds, Kevin suddenly

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

her short swords and worriedly looked at

his nose and raising his hand to gesture to her that

felt a

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

didn't exist anymore, Kevin had been feeling

broken to

healthier

just

muttered to himself before once again

—Sha!

yet deadly arc drew in the

great, probably just my

"That's great."

relief before suddenly

Kevin, did you finally make up your

Kevin's focus completely scattered and he turned to

"...Regarding?"

me

"Ah, that."

his sword, Kevin's face distorted. Clenching tightly onto

I have decided to go through with the

"A pity."

of disappointment

I also think that this decision isn't a bad

"I know, but..."

Kevin's fists clenched tightly.

Emma's problems. Kevin realized

powerful, or had someone backing him up, of the problems would've

again did he want

his sword, Kevin once

—Sha!

the Union is the fastest way to make up

***

the only indication I got that it was nighttime was the slight chill that

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

be the place

I stopped in

saw, this shop was the shabbiest looking one. Yet, despite it being the shabbiest looking one, it somehow felt like the most premium

was hard

its atmosphere?

was just about to find

[The Golden Hammer.]

looking insignia hung outside of the

around and finally taking notice of my surroundings, to

was as though everyone was avoiding

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

was the only thing that indicate to me

a step forward, I knocked

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