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?"

him to make an artifact for you. No

"Mhm."

Understandable.

crafted for anyone, he'd have a line that would stretch all the way

"Pay close attention."

map soon appeared before us. To my surprise,

pointed towards a certain area on

you follow this path over here, you should be able to get there in

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

since wasn't an official map, but

now knew where to

to go

stood up. Before

I go, take this

"What's this?"

I

at the plate in my hand,

badge. In case you want to meet me, you

plate in my hand, I gratefully

"I see...thank you."

might come

"No problem"

a grin behind the hood,

now. Thank you again for telling me

"No problem."

footsteps suddenly halted. Turning

we meet up again Dd tell me more about

dripped down

"...sure."

"Good, good."

turned around and left

I closed my eyes and wished Kevin

he really couldn't get out of

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

this hour, Emma and Kevin would train at

training grounds, but it was also great for

middle of the training grounds, Kevin

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

swords and worriedly looked at

hand to gesture

a chill run down through

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

cold's didn't exist anymore, Kevin had been feeling good these days. His strength was

had just broken to rank not

was healthier than

probably just my

before once again raising

—Sha!

down, a beautiful yet deadly arc drew in the

feeling great, probably just my

"That's great."

in relief before suddenly her face turned

the way, Kevin, did you finally make up your

at that moment, Kevin's focus completely scattered and

"...Regarding?"

what you told me not

"Ah, that."

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

have decided to go through with the

"A pity."

disappointment flashed Emma's

I also think that this decision isn't

"I know, but..."

Kevin's fists clenched tightly.

Kevin realized

or had someone backing him

want

raising his sword, Kevin

—Sha!

the fastest way to

***

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

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

be the place

stopped in

other shops that I saw, this shop was the shabbiest looking one. Yet, despite it being the shabbiest looking one, it somehow felt

was hard to

it perhaps its atmosphere?

was just about

[The Golden Hammer.]

shabby looking insignia hung outside of

finally taking notice of my surroundings, to my surprise, I barely found anyone

was as though everyone was avoiding the

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

sound of metal being pounded was the only thing that indicate to

step forward, I knocked

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