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?"

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

"Mhm."

Understandable.

he'd have a line that would stretch all the way to the

"Pay close attention."

appeared before us. To my

then pointed towards a certain

this path over here,

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

of a mess since wasn't an official

now knew where

to go

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

before I go, take this as

"What's this?"

I

at the plate in my

case you want to meet me, you can just show

my hand,

"I see...thank you."

come

"No problem"

hood, Waylan

Thank you again for telling

"No problem."

suddenly halted. Turning

more about that guy you

dripped down

"...sure."

"Good, good."

turned around and

from where I was sitting, I closed my eyes and wished Kevin

like he really couldn't get

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

day at this hour, Emma and Kevin would train at the public training

their own personal training grounds, but

his swords in the middle of

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

swords and worriedly looked

to gesture to her

suddenly felt a chill run down

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

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

broken to rank

healthier

probably just my

before once again raising

—Sha!

a beautiful yet deadly arc drew in

feeling great, probably just

"That's great."

in relief before suddenly her

you

at that moment, Kevin's focus completely scattered

"...Regarding?"

me not too

"Ah, that."

distorted. Clenching

I have decided to go

"A pity."

of disappointment

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

someone backing him up, of

did he want to feel so

his sword,

—Sha!

fastest way

***

mountain range, the only indication I got that

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

should be

in front of

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

hard to

it perhaps its atmosphere? Or just

but I was just about to

[The Golden Hammer.]

hung outside

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

was as though everyone was

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

thing

forward, I

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