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. No matter how rich

"Mhm."

Understandable.

have a line that would stretch all the way

"Pay close attention."

watch, a holographic map soon appeared before us. To my surprise, it was a map of the whole first

a

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

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

since wasn't an official map, but it

now knew where

to

suddenly stood up. Before he

I go, take

"What's this?"

I

at the plate in my

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

the green plate in my hand,

"I see...thank you."

come in

"No problem"

a grin behind the hood, Waylan

Thank you again

"No problem."

something, Waylan's footsteps suddenly halted. Turning

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

instantly dripped

"...sure."

"Good, good."

around and left the

was sitting, I closed my eyes and wished

he really couldn't get out of

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

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

own personal training

swords in the middle of

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

dropped her short swords

gesture to her that he was fine, Kevin wrily

a

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

had been feeling good

just broken to

healthier than

just

to himself before once

—Sha!

yet deadly

feeling great, probably just my

"That's great."

before suddenly her face

you finally make up your

focus completely

"...Regarding?"

me not too

"Ah, that."

Clenching tightly onto

have decided to

"A pity."

look of disappointment flashed Emma's

you since I also

"I know, but..."

Kevin's fists clenched tightly.

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

been more powerful, or had someone backing

again did he want

head and raising his sword, Kevin once again slashed

—Sha!

Union is the fastest way to make up for my

***

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

underground turned on, warming up my shoes, and

should be the place

I stopped in front of

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

was hard

its atmosphere? Or

sure, but I was just

[The Golden Hammer.]

insignia hung outside of

to

though everyone was avoiding the shop

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

metal being pounded was the only thing

forward, I knocked

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