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?"

you beforehand. Don't expect him to make an artifact for you. No matter how rich you are,

"Mhm."

Understandable.

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

"Pay close attention."

his watch, a holographic map soon appeared before us. To my surprise,

pointed towards a

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

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

a mess since wasn't an

knew where to

to go

hood back on, Waylan suddenly stood up. Before he left, he tossed

before I go, take this

"What's this?"

I curiously

plate in my hand,

want to meet me, you

at the green plate in my hand, I gratefully looked at

"I see...thank you."

might come in

"No problem"

a grin behind the hood, Waylan gave a

you again for telling

"No problem."

footsteps suddenly halted. Turning

Dd tell me more about

dripped

"...sure."

"Good, good."

around

his back from where I was sitting, I closed my eyes and wished Kevin the best of

he really couldn't

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

at this hour, Emma and Kevin would train at the public training ground inside of

than their own personal training grounds, but it

in the middle of the training grounds, Kevin

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

dropped her short swords

nose and raising his hand to gesture to her that he was

suddenly felt a

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

Kevin had been feeling good these days. His strength was progressing

rank

healthier

just

muttered to himself before once again raising

—Sha!

deadly arc drew in

feeling great, probably just

"That's great."

sighed in relief before

you finally make up your

moment, Kevin's focus completely scattered and he turned

"...Regarding?"

you told me

"Ah, that."

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

decided to go through with

"A pity."

of disappointment

it's not like I can stop you since I also think that this decision isn't

"I know, but..."

Kevin's fists clenched tightly.

Kevin realized that he

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

want to feel so

and raising his sword, Kevin once again slashed

—Sha!

way to

***

I got

disappeared as the thermal system built underground

be

in front of

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

hard to

it perhaps its atmosphere? Or

sure, but I was just

[The Golden Hammer.]

looking insignia hung outside

my surroundings, to my surprise, I barely found

was avoiding

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

rhythmical, steady sound of metal being pounded was the only thing that indicate to me that I was in the right

step forward, I

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