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?"

beforehand. Don't expect him to make an artifact for you. No

"Mhm."

Understandable.

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

"Pay close attention."

on his watch, a holographic map soon appeared before us. To my

a certain area on

right here, if you follow this path over here,

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

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

knew where to

to

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

before I go, take

"What's this?"

it, I

in my hand,

meet me, you can just show them to the guards and they'll let you

the green plate in my

"I see...thank you."

come in

"No problem"

a grin behind the hood, Waylan gave

now. Thank you again for telling me

"No problem."

something, Waylan's footsteps suddenly halted. Turning around,

tell me more about that guy you

instantly dripped down my

"...sure."

"Good, good."

around

I was sitting, I closed my eyes

couldn't get

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

this hour, Emma and Kevin would train at the public training ground inside of the

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

middle of the training grounds,

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

her short swords and worriedly looked

and raising his hand to gesture to her

suddenly felt a chill run

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

had been feeling good these days. His strength was progressing

broken to rank not too long

healthier

probably just

himself before once again raising his

—Sha!

beautiful yet deadly arc drew in the

probably

"That's great."

sighed in relief before suddenly her

Kevin, did you

completely scattered and he turned

"...Regarding?"

you told me not too

"Ah, that."

distorted. Clenching tightly onto his sword, he softly

I have decided to

"A pity."

disappointment flashed

I also

"I know, but..."

Kevin's fists clenched tightly.

Emma's problems. Kevin realized that he was still too

powerful, or had someone backing him up,

did he want to feel

his head and raising his sword, Kevin once again slashed

—Sha!

the fastest way to make

***

built directly inside of a mountain range, the only indication I got that it was nighttime was the slight chill

quickly disappeared as the thermal system built underground turned

be

head, I stopped in front of

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

hard

its atmosphere? Or just my

I was just about to

[The Golden Hammer.]

hung outside of

taking notice of my surroundings, to my surprise, I

was

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

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

step forward, I knocked on the

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