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?"

artifact for you. No matter how rich you are, he won't do

"Mhm."

Understandable.

anyone, he'd have a line that would stretch all the way to

"Pay close attention."

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

pointed towards a certain area

here, you should be able to get there

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

since wasn't an official

knew where

have to

suddenly stood up. Before he left,

before I go, take

"What's this?"

I

the plate in

meet me, you can just show

in my hand, I gratefully

"I see...thank you."

come in

"No problem"

grin behind the hood, Waylan gave

now. Thank you again for telling

"No problem."

footsteps suddenly halted. Turning

right, if we meet up again Dd tell me more about that guy you

dripped down my

"...sure."

"Good, good."

Waylan turned around and

sitting, I closed my eyes and wished Kevin the best

really couldn't get out

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

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

personal training grounds, but it was also great

in the middle of

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

dropped her short swords and worriedly

his hand to gesture to her that he was

just suddenly felt a

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

Kevin had been feeling good

broken to rank not

healthier

just

muttered to himself before once again raising

—Sha!

beautiful yet deadly

feeling great, probably just my

"That's great."

in relief before suddenly

you finally make up your

focus completely scattered

"...Regarding?"

me not too

"Ah, that."

Kevin's face distorted. Clenching tightly onto

I have decided to go through

"A pity."

of disappointment flashed

I also think that this

"I know, but..."

Kevin's fists clenched tightly.

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

or had someone backing him up, of

want to

his head and raising his sword, Kevin once

—Sha!

the Union is the fastest way to make up for my

***

the city built directly inside of a mountain range, the only indication I got

built underground turned

should be the place

my head, I stopped in front

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

hard

perhaps its atmosphere?

I was

[The Golden Hammer.]

insignia hung outside of the

my surroundings, to my surprise, I barely

though everyone was avoiding the

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

only thing that indicate to me that I

I knocked on

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