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.

"Mhm."

Understandable.

have

"Pay close attention."

before us. To my surprise, it

a certain

over here, you should be able

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

bit of a mess since wasn't an

now knew

to

up. Before he left, he

I go, take this

"What's this?"

it, I curiously

at the plate in my

to meet me, you can

my hand, I gratefully looked

"I see...thank you."

come in

"No problem"

grin behind the hood,

now. Thank you

"No problem."

Waylan's footsteps suddenly halted. Turning

if we meet up again Dd tell me more

instantly dripped down my

"...sure."

"Good, good."

Waylan turned around and left the

I closed

like he really couldn't get out

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

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

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

the middle of the training grounds, Kevin suddenly

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

dropped her short swords and worriedly

hand to gesture to her that he

I just suddenly felt a chill run down through

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

that cold's didn't exist anymore, Kevin had been feeling good

had just broken to rank not

was healthier than

just

to himself before once again raising

—Sha!

beautiful yet deadly arc drew in

probably

"That's great."

relief before

you finally make up your

Kevin's focus completely scattered and he turned

"...Regarding?"

what you told me not

"Ah, that."

his sword, Kevin's face distorted. Clenching tightly onto his

to go through

"A pity."

disappointment flashed Emma's

like I can stop you since I

"I know, but..."

Kevin's fists clenched tightly.

Ren's death to Emma's problems. Kevin realized that

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

again did he want to feel so

and raising his sword, Kevin once again

—Sha!

the Union is the fastest way

***

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

as the thermal system built underground

should be

in front of a fairly

I saw, this shop was the shabbiest looking one. Yet, despite it being the shabbiest

hard

perhaps its atmosphere? Or

sure, but I was just

[The Golden Hammer.]

hung outside of the

taking notice of my surroundings, to my surprise, I

though everyone was avoiding

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

was the only thing that indicate to me

step forward, I knocked on

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