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 matter how rich you are, he

"Mhm."

Understandable.

anyone, he'd have a line

"Pay close attention."

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

towards a certain

here, you should

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

since wasn't an

now knew where to

have to go

up. Before he left, he tossed me a dark colored metal

go, take this as

"What's this?"

it, I

in my hand, Waylan

meet me, you can just

plate in my hand,

"I see...thank you."

might come in

"No problem"

the hood,

go now. Thank you

"No problem."

Waylan's footsteps suddenly

we meet up again Dd tell me more

dripped down my

"...sure."

"Good, good."

around

at his back from where I was sitting, I closed my

he really couldn't

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

Kevin would train at the public training ground inside of

it bigger than their own personal training grounds, but it was

the middle of the training grounds,

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

dropped her short swords

to gesture to her

just suddenly felt a chill run down

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

had been feeling good these days. His

healthier than

probably just my

himself before

—Sha!

beautiful yet deadly arc drew in

feeling great, probably just my

"That's great."

relief before

Kevin, did you

focus completely scattered and he turned

"...Regarding?"

me

"Ah, that."

his sword, Kevin's face distorted. Clenching tightly

to go through

"A pity."

disappointment flashed Emma's

I can stop you since I also think that this

"I know, but..."

Kevin's fists clenched tightly.

Emma's problems. Kevin

more powerful, or had someone backing him up, of the problems would've ever

want

raising his sword, Kevin

—Sha!

the Union is the fastest way to make up

***

the city built directly inside of a mountain range, the only indication I

system built underground turned on, warming up my shoes, and

should be the place

head, I stopped in front of a fairly large

the shabbiest looking one. Yet, despite it being the shabbiest looking one, it somehow

was hard to

atmosphere? Or

was just about

[The Golden Hammer.]

shabby looking insignia hung outside

surroundings, to my surprise, I barely found

was avoiding

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

the only thing that indicate to me that I was

a step forward, I knocked on

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