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?"

make an artifact for you. No matter how rich you are, he

"Mhm."

Understandable.

said before if he just crafted for anyone, he'd have a line that would stretch all

"Pay close attention."

before us. To my surprise, it was

pointed towards a certain area on the

over here,

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

mess since wasn't an

now knew where to

have to go

on, Waylan suddenly stood up. Before he left,

go, take this as

"What's this?"

it, I curiously

in

me, you can

in my hand, I gratefully looked

"I see...thank you."

come in

"No problem"

hood,

now. Thank you

"No problem."

Waylan's footsteps suddenly halted. Turning around,

up again Dd tell me more about that guy

dripped down my

"...sure."

"Good, good."

around and left

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

he really couldn't

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

would train at the

personal training grounds, but it

middle

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

short swords and worriedly

gesture

felt a chill run

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

exist anymore, Kevin had been feeling good these days. His

to rank not too

was healthier

just

himself before once again raising

—Sha!

a beautiful yet deadly arc drew

feeling great, probably

"That's great."

before suddenly her

Kevin, did you finally make

at that moment, Kevin's focus completely scattered and he turned to face

"...Regarding?"

what you told me not

"Ah, that."

distorted. Clenching tightly onto his sword,

I have decided to go through

"A pity."

look of disappointment

it's not like I can stop you since I

"I know, but..."

Kevin's fists clenched tightly.

problems. Kevin realized that he was still too

been more powerful, or had someone backing him

again did he want to feel

his sword,

—Sha!

the fastest way to

***

directly inside of a mountain range, the only indication I got that it was nighttime was the slight chill that travelled in

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

be the

head, I stopped in

this shop was the shabbiest looking one. Yet, despite

was hard to

its atmosphere?

I was just about to find

[The Golden Hammer.]

hung

my surroundings, to my surprise, I barely found anyone frequenting the

though everyone was

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

metal being pounded was the only thing that indicate to me that I was in the right

a step forward, I

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