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

"Mhm."

Understandable.

anyone, he'd have a line that would stretch

"Pay close attention."

To my surprise, it was a map of

then pointed towards a certain area on the

if you follow this path over here, you should be able to get there in about ten

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

mess since wasn't an official

knew where to

to

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

I go,

"What's this?"

it, I curiously

in my hand,

you can just show them to the guards and they'll

plate in my hand, I gratefully

"I see...thank you."

come in

"No problem"

grin behind the hood, Waylan gave a

go now. Thank you again

"No problem."

footsteps suddenly halted. Turning

me more about that guy you mentioned before. Very curious about

dripped

"...sure."

"Good, good."

around and left

was sitting, I closed my eyes

like he really couldn't get out of

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

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

bigger than their own personal training grounds, but it

with his swords in the middle of the

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

swords

his hand to gesture to her that he was

suddenly felt a chill run down through

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

been feeling

to

healthier than

probably just

himself before once again raising

—Sha!

yet deadly arc

probably just

"That's great."

before suddenly her face

the way, Kevin, did you finally

completely scattered and he turned to face

"...Regarding?"

you told me

"Ah, that."

distorted. Clenching tightly onto his

I have decided to go through with

"A pity."

look of disappointment flashed

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

"I know, but..."

Kevin's fists clenched tightly.

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

had been more powerful, or had someone backing him

did he want

head and raising his sword, Kevin once

—Sha!

is the fastest way to make

***

of a mountain range, the only indication I got that

then, it quickly disappeared as the thermal system built underground turned on, warming up my shoes,

be the place

stopped in

looking one. Yet, despite it being the

was hard to

its atmosphere?

but I was just about to find

[The Golden Hammer.]

insignia hung outside

around and finally taking notice of my surroundings, to my surprise,

was as though everyone was avoiding the shop like

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

the only thing that indicate to me that I was

I knocked

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