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?"

him to make an artifact for you. No matter how rich

"Mhm."

Understandable.

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 was a map of

towards a certain area

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

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

map was a bit of a mess since wasn't

now knew where to

have to

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

I go,

"What's this?"

I curiously

the plate in

you want to meet me, you can just show them to the guards and

in my

"I see...thank you."

might come

"No problem"

behind the hood, Waylan gave a

you again for telling

"No problem."

suddenly

we meet up again Dd tell me more about that guy

instantly dripped down my

"...sure."

"Good, good."

Waylan turned around and

sitting, I closed my eyes and wished Kevin the best

like he really couldn't get out of this

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

Kevin would train at the public training ground inside of the Leviathan

their own personal training grounds, but it

with his swords in the middle of the training grounds,

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

dropped her short swords and worriedly looked at

gesture to her

just suddenly felt a

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

anymore, Kevin had been feeling good these days. His

just broken to rank not too long

was healthier

probably just

to himself before

—Sha!

deadly arc drew in the

great, probably just my

"That's great."

before

did you finally

moment, Kevin's focus completely

"...Regarding?"

you told me

"Ah, that."

Clenching tightly onto his sword, he softly

have decided to go through

"A pity."

of disappointment flashed

I also think that this decision isn't

"I know, but..."

Kevin's fists clenched tightly.

Kevin realized that he was

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

did he want to

his sword, Kevin once

—Sha!

the fastest way

***

a mountain range, the only indication I

built underground turned on, warming

should be the

I stopped in front of

Yet, despite it being the shabbiest looking one, it somehow felt like the most

was hard

its atmosphere? Or

I was just about

[The Golden Hammer.]

looking insignia hung outside of the

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

though everyone was avoiding the shop like

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

sound of metal being pounded was the only thing that indicate

step forward, I knocked

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