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?"

for you. No matter how rich you

"Mhm."

Understandable.

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

"Pay close attention."

us. To my surprise, it was a map of

towards a certain area on the

shop is right here, if you follow this path over here, you

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

of a mess since wasn't an official map,

knew where to

have to go

Waylan suddenly stood up. Before he left,

I go, take this

"What's this?"

it, I

plate in

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

at the green plate in my hand, I gratefully looked at

"I see...thank you."

might come in

"No problem"

behind the hood, Waylan

Thank you again for

"No problem."

suddenly

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

instantly dripped down

"...sure."

"Good, good."

turned around and left the

was sitting, I closed my eyes and wished

like he really couldn't get out

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

this hour, Emma and Kevin would train

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

his swords in the middle of the training grounds, Kevin

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

her short swords and worriedly looked

hand to gesture to her that he was fine,

a chill run down through my

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

exist anymore, Kevin had been feeling good these days. His strength was progressing

had just broken to rank not too

was healthier

just

to himself before once again raising

—Sha!

a beautiful yet deadly arc drew in the

probably

"That's great."

in relief before suddenly her

you finally make

that moment, Kevin's focus completely scattered and he turned

"...Regarding?"

me not too long

"Ah, that."

Clenching

to

"A pity."

look of disappointment flashed

can stop you since I also think that this decision isn't

"I know, but..."

Kevin's fists clenched tightly.

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

powerful, or had someone

again did he want to feel so

his head and raising his sword,

—Sha!

the fastest way to make up for my

***

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

built underground turned on,

be

stopped in front

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

hard to

atmosphere?

sure, but I was just about to find

[The Golden Hammer.]

looking insignia hung

notice of my surroundings, to my

was avoiding the shop like

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

was the only thing that indicate to me that I was in

step forward, I knocked

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