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

"Mhm."

Understandable.

he'd have a line

"Pay close attention."

before us. To my

pointed towards a

this path over here, you should be able to get

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

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

knew

have to go

Before he left, he

before I go, take this

"What's this?"

I

the plate in my hand,

to meet me, you can just show them

in my hand,

"I see...thank you."

might come

"No problem"

behind the hood, Waylan gave a

now. Thank you again for telling me about

"No problem."

suddenly halted. Turning

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

instantly dripped

"...sure."

"Good, good."

around and

at his back from where I was sitting, I closed my eyes

he really couldn't get

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

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

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

his swords in the middle of

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

swords and worriedly looked

his hand to gesture

just suddenly felt a chill run down

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

fact that cold's didn't exist anymore, Kevin had been feeling good these days.

rank not too long

healthier

just my

himself before once again raising

—Sha!

a beautiful yet deadly arc drew in

great, probably just

"That's great."

in relief before suddenly her

the way, Kevin, did you

Kevin's focus completely scattered and he turned to

"...Regarding?"

me not too long

"Ah, that."

sword, Kevin's face distorted. Clenching tightly onto

to go through with

"A pity."

look of disappointment

I also think

"I know, but..."

Kevin's fists clenched tightly.

Emma's problems. Kevin

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

again did he want

head and raising his sword, Kevin once

—Sha!

the Union is the fastest way to make up

***

I got that

the thermal system built underground turned on, warming

should be the place

head, I stopped in front

shabbiest looking one. Yet,

was hard to

perhaps its atmosphere? Or just my

but I was just about to find

[The Golden Hammer.]

shabby looking insignia hung outside of

notice of my surroundings, to my surprise, I

was as though everyone was

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

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

step forward, I knocked on

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