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?"

an artifact for you. No

"Mhm."

Understandable.

I've said before if he just crafted for anyone, he'd have a line that would stretch all the way to the

"Pay close attention."

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

pointed towards a certain area on the

over here,

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

since wasn't an official map,

knew where to

to

up. Before he left, he

go, take this as

"What's this?"

I

at the plate in my

you can just show them to

plate in my hand, I

"I see...thank you."

come in

"No problem"

hood, Waylan gave a slight

you again

"No problem."

footsteps suddenly

again Dd tell me more about that guy you mentioned before.

dripped

"...sure."

"Good, good."

around

where I was sitting, I closed my eyes and

like he really couldn't get out of this

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

would train at the public training

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

the middle

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

dropped her short swords

to gesture to her that he was fine, Kevin wrily

a chill run down through

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

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

just broken to rank

was healthier than

probably just my

himself before once again raising his

—Sha!

beautiful yet deadly

great, probably just

"That's great."

relief before suddenly her face turned

the way, Kevin, did you finally make up your

completely scattered and he

"...Regarding?"

what you told me not too long

"Ah, that."

sword, Kevin's face distorted. Clenching

have decided to go through with

"A pity."

disappointment flashed Emma's

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

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

he want to feel

his head and raising his

—Sha!

the Union is the fastest way to make

***

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

thermal system built underground turned

be the place

stopped in front of

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

hard

atmosphere? Or

sure, but I was

[The Golden Hammer.]

shabby looking insignia hung outside of the

to my surprise,

everyone was

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

only thing

I knocked

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