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,

"Mhm."

Understandable.

just crafted for anyone, he'd have

"Pay close attention."

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

pointed towards a certain area on the

here, you should be able to get

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

map was a bit of a mess since wasn't

now knew where to

to go

up. Before

I go, take

"What's this?"

it, I

plate in my

case you want to meet me, you can just show them to

my hand, I gratefully looked at

"I see...thank you."

come

"No problem"

the hood, Waylan gave a slight

Thank you again for telling

"No problem."

Waylan's footsteps suddenly

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

dripped down my

"...sure."

"Good, good."

turned around and left

sitting, I closed my

like he really couldn't

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

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

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

swords in the middle of the training grounds,

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

short swords and worriedly looked at

hand to gesture to her that

a chill

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

anymore, Kevin had been feeling

had just broken to rank

was healthier than

just my

to himself before once again

—Sha!

down, a beautiful yet deadly arc

great, probably just

"That's great."

before suddenly her face

did you finally

that moment, Kevin's focus completely scattered and he turned to

"...Regarding?"

what you told me not

"Ah, that."

distorted. Clenching tightly onto his sword,

have decided to

"A pity."

of disappointment flashed Emma's

I also

"I know, but..."

Kevin's fists clenched tightly.

Emma's problems. Kevin realized that he

been more powerful, or had someone backing him up, of

did he want to feel

raising his sword, Kevin once

—Sha!

the fastest way to make up for my

***

the only indication I got that it was nighttime was the slight chill that travelled

thermal system built underground turned on, warming up my

should be the place

in front of

to the other shops that I saw, this shop was the shabbiest looking one. Yet, despite it being the shabbiest looking one, it somehow felt

was hard

its atmosphere?

was

[The Golden Hammer.]

insignia hung outside of

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

though everyone was avoiding the

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

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

step forward, I knocked on the

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