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?"

you beforehand. Don't expect him to make an artifact for you. No matter how rich you are,

"Mhm."

Understandable.

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

"Pay close attention."

watch, a holographic map soon appeared before us. To my surprise, it

then pointed towards a certain area on the

follow this path over here, you

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

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

knew where

have to

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

before I go,

"What's this?"

I

plate in my

In case you want to meet me, you can

the green plate in my hand, I

"I see...thank you."

come

"No problem"

the hood,

now. Thank you again for

"No problem."

suddenly halted.

if we meet up again Dd tell me more about that guy you mentioned before. Very curious

dripped

"...sure."

"Good, good."

around and

sitting, I

he really couldn't get out of

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

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

training grounds, but it

with his swords in the middle of the training grounds,

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

her short swords and worriedly looked

onto his nose and raising his hand to gesture to her that he was fine, Kevin wrily

I just suddenly felt a chill run down through

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

didn't exist anymore, Kevin had been feeling good these

just broken to rank not too

healthier

probably just

to himself before once again raising his

—Sha!

a beautiful yet deadly arc drew

probably just my

"That's great."

before

way, Kevin, did you

at that moment, Kevin's focus completely scattered and he

"...Regarding?"

told me not too long

"Ah, that."

face distorted. Clenching tightly onto his

decided to go through

"A pity."

disappointment flashed

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

"I know, but..."

Kevin's fists clenched tightly.

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

had someone backing him up, of the problems would've

he want to feel

raising his sword, Kevin once again

—Sha!

fastest way to make up for

***

only indication I got that it was nighttime

as the thermal system built underground turned on, warming up my shoes,

should be the

I stopped in

shabbiest looking one. Yet, despite it being the shabbiest looking one, it somehow

was hard

atmosphere?

I was

[The Golden Hammer.]

hung outside of

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

everyone was avoiding the shop

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

was the only thing that

I knocked on the

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