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?"

but I'll warn you beforehand. Don't expect him to make an artifact for you. No matter how rich you are, he won't

"Mhm."

Understandable.

have a line that would stretch all

"Pay close attention."

To my surprise, it was a map of

then pointed towards a certain area

follow this path over here, you should be able to get

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

since wasn't an official map, but it got to

knew

to go

hood back on, Waylan suddenly stood up. Before he left, he

before I go, take this as

"What's this?"

I curiously

plate in my

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

the green plate in my hand, I

"I see...thank you."

come

"No problem"

a grin behind the hood,

Thank you again for telling me

"No problem."

suddenly halted.

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

dripped down my

"...sure."

"Good, good."

turned around and left the

I closed my eyes and wished

couldn't get

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

this hour, Emma and Kevin would train at

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

in the middle of the

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

short swords and

his hand to gesture to her that he

suddenly felt a chill run down through

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

Kevin had been feeling good these days. His strength was progressing at an

broken to rank not

healthier

probably just my

before once

—Sha!

a beautiful yet deadly

great, probably

"That's great."

in relief before suddenly her

way, Kevin, did you finally make

focus completely

"...Regarding?"

told me not

"Ah, that."

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

to go through with

"A pity."

look of disappointment

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 he was still

only he had been more powerful, or had someone

he want

his head and raising his sword,

—Sha!

fastest way

***

inside of a mountain range, the only indication I got

system built underground turned on, warming up my shoes, and the air around

should be the place

in front of a fairly

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

hard to

perhaps its atmosphere? Or just my

I was just

[The Golden Hammer.]

hung

and finally taking notice of my surroundings, to my surprise, I barely found anyone

though everyone was

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

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

forward, I knocked on the

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