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?"

make an artifact for you. No matter how rich you are, he won't do it unless he feels like

"Mhm."

Understandable.

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

"Pay close attention."

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

then pointed towards a certain

here, 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 to the

knew where to

to

stood up. Before he left, he tossed

go, take this

"What's this?"

I curiously

the plate in my hand, Waylan

to meet me, you can just show them

the green plate in my hand, I gratefully looked

"I see...thank you."

come in

"No problem"

behind the hood,

to go now. Thank you again for telling me

"No problem."

something, Waylan's footsteps suddenly halted. Turning

up again Dd tell me more about that guy you mentioned before.

instantly dripped down my

"...sure."

"Good, good."

turned around and

was sitting, I closed my eyes and wished Kevin the best of

like he really couldn't get out

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

Kevin would train at the

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

the middle of the training grounds, Kevin

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

swords

hand to gesture to her that he

suddenly felt a

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

exist anymore, Kevin had been feeling good these days. His strength was progressing at

just broken to rank

was healthier

probably just

before once again

—Sha!

yet deadly arc drew in the

probably just

"That's great."

relief before suddenly her face turned

you finally make up your

focus completely scattered and he turned to

"...Regarding?"

me not too

"Ah, that."

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

have decided to

"A pity."

look of disappointment

stop you since I also think

"I know, but..."

Kevin's fists clenched tightly.

problems. Kevin realized that

more powerful, or had someone backing

want to

his head and raising his sword, Kevin once again slashed

—Sha!

is the fastest way to

***

a mountain range, the only indication I got that

it quickly disappeared as the thermal system built underground turned on, warming

be the

my head, I stopped in

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

was hard to

atmosphere?

was just about to

[The Golden Hammer.]

looking insignia hung outside

notice of my surroundings, to my surprise, I barely found anyone

everyone was avoiding the shop like

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

sound of metal being pounded was the only thing that indicate to me that I was

forward, I knocked

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