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?"

but I'll warn you beforehand. Don't expect him to make an artifact for you. No matter

"Mhm."

Understandable.

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

"Pay close attention."

appeared before us. To my surprise,

then pointed towards a

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

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

bit of a mess since wasn't an official map, but it

knew where to

have to go

stood up. Before he left, he tossed me a dark

go,

"What's this?"

it, I

plate in my hand, Waylan

want to meet me, you can just show

green plate in my hand, I gratefully looked at

"I see...thank you."

come

"No problem"

hood, Waylan gave

to go now. Thank you again

"No problem."

footsteps suddenly halted.

more

dripped down

"...sure."

"Good, good."

around and left

was sitting, I closed my eyes and wished

like he really couldn't get

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

train at the public

training grounds, but it was also great

with his swords in the middle of the training grounds,

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

swords

gesture to her that he was fine, Kevin

felt a

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

anymore, Kevin had been feeling good these days.

had just broken to rank

healthier than

probably just my

himself before once again raising

—Sha!

deadly arc drew in the

great, probably just my

"That's great."

before suddenly her face

way, Kevin, did you finally

focus completely scattered and he turned to face

"...Regarding?"

me not

"Ah, that."

sword, Kevin's face distorted. Clenching tightly onto

I have decided to

"A pity."

of disappointment

like I can stop you since I also think that this decision isn't a

"I know, but..."

Kevin's fists clenched tightly.

Kevin realized that

or had someone

he want to feel so

and raising his sword, Kevin once again slashed

—Sha!

is the fastest way to make

***

inside of a mountain range, the only indication I got that it was nighttime was

as the thermal system built underground turned on, warming up

be the place

head, I stopped in front of a fairly large

this shop was the shabbiest looking one. Yet, despite it being the

was hard

it perhaps its atmosphere? Or

but I was just about to

[The Golden Hammer.]

shabby looking insignia hung outside

to my surprise, I barely found anyone

was as though everyone was avoiding

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

being pounded was the only thing that

step forward, I knocked

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