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?"

I'll warn you beforehand. Don't expect him to make an artifact for you. No matter

"Mhm."

Understandable.

he'd have

"Pay close attention."

watch, a holographic map soon appeared before us. To my surprise, it was a map of the whole

then pointed towards a certain area

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

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

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

knew where to

to

stood up. Before he left, he tossed me a dark

before I go, take

"What's this?"

I

in

identification badge. In case you want to meet me, you

in my hand,

"I see...thank you."

might come in

"No problem"

a grin behind the hood, Waylan gave a slight

now. Thank you again for

"No problem."

footsteps suddenly halted.

up again Dd tell me more about that guy

instantly dripped

"...sure."

"Good, good."

Waylan turned around and left

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

couldn't get out

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

at this hour, Emma and Kevin would train at the

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

his swords in the middle of the training grounds,

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

dropped her short swords and worriedly looked

to gesture

just suddenly felt a chill run down through

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

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

had just broken to rank not too

was healthier

probably just

muttered to himself before once

—Sha!

a beautiful yet deadly arc drew in the

great, probably just

"That's great."

in relief before suddenly

way, Kevin, did you finally make up

moment, Kevin's focus completely scattered and he turned

"...Regarding?"

me

"Ah, that."

face distorted. Clenching tightly

have decided to go through with

"A pity."

look of disappointment flashed Emma's

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

"I know, but..."

Kevin's fists clenched tightly.

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

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

want to feel

his sword, Kevin once

—Sha!

fastest way to

***

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

as the thermal system built underground turned on, warming up my shoes, and the

should be the

in

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

hard

it perhaps its atmosphere? Or just

I was

[The Golden Hammer.]

looking insignia hung outside of

taking notice of my surroundings, to

though everyone was avoiding

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

the only thing

a step forward, I knocked on the

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