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

"Mhm."

Understandable.

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

"Pay close attention."

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

pointed towards a certain area on

if you follow this path over here, you should be

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

since wasn't an official map, but it got

now knew where

have to

Waylan suddenly stood up. Before he left, he tossed me

I go, take

"What's this?"

it, I curiously

at the plate in my

badge. In case you want to meet me, you can just show them to the

plate in my hand, I gratefully looked at

"I see...thank you."

might come

"No problem"

behind the hood, Waylan gave a slight

to go now. Thank you again for

"No problem."

Waylan's footsteps suddenly halted. Turning

if we meet up again Dd tell me more about that guy you

dripped

"...sure."

"Good, good."

around and left

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

really couldn't

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

Emma and Kevin would train at the public training ground inside

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

in the middle of the training grounds, Kevin

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

swords

raising his hand to gesture to her that he was fine,

just suddenly felt a chill run down through

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

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

healthier than

just

muttered to himself before

—Sha!

deadly arc drew in the

probably just

"That's great."

before suddenly her face

did you finally

that moment, Kevin's focus completely scattered and

"...Regarding?"

told me not too

"Ah, that."

Clenching tightly

to

"A pity."

look of disappointment flashed Emma's

you since I also think

"I know, but..."

Kevin's fists clenched tightly.

Ren's death to Emma's problems. Kevin realized that he

only he had been more powerful, or had someone

did he want to feel so

his head and raising his

—Sha!

Union is the fastest way to make up

***

the only indication I got that it was nighttime

underground turned on,

be the

my head, I stopped in front of a fairly

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

hard to

atmosphere? Or just my

sure, but I was just

[The Golden Hammer.]

insignia hung outside of the

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

was as though everyone was

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

the only thing that indicate to me that I was in the

step forward, I

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