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?"

Don't expect him to make an artifact for you. No matter how rich

"Mhm."

Understandable.

crafted for anyone, he'd have a line that

"Pay close attention."

appeared before us. To my surprise,

pointed towards a certain area

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

"I see."

My brows furrowed slightly.

a mess since wasn't an official map,

knew

have to

back on, Waylan suddenly stood up. Before

I go, take

"What's this?"

I curiously

at the plate in my hand,

me, you

at the green plate in my hand, I

"I see...thank you."

might come in

"No problem"

a grin behind the hood, Waylan

to go now. Thank you again for

"No problem."

suddenly halted.

right, if we meet up again Dd tell me more about that guy you mentioned before. Very

instantly dripped down my

"...sure."

"Good, good."

turned around and left the

his back from where I was sitting, I closed my

couldn't get out of

***

[Leviathan building, Lock.]

train at the public training ground inside of the

personal training grounds, but it was also great

with his swords in the middle of the training

"Achoo!"

"Kevin?"

her short swords and

raising his hand to gesture to her that he was fine,

felt a chill run down

"...got a cold?"

"Don't think so."

anymore, Kevin had been feeling

had just broken to rank not too long

was healthier than

just my

to himself before

—Sha!

beautiful yet deadly arc drew in the

probably just

"That's great."

sighed in relief before suddenly

Kevin, did you finally make up

Kevin's focus completely scattered and he turned

"...Regarding?"

told me

"Ah, that."

his sword, Kevin's face distorted. Clenching

have decided to go through

"A pity."

disappointment

it's not like I can stop you since I also think that this decision isn't a

"I know, but..."

Kevin's fists clenched tightly.

problems. Kevin realized

powerful, or had someone backing him up,

did he want to feel

his head and raising his sword, Kevin once again

—Sha!

is the fastest way to make

***

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

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

should be the place

in front of a fairly

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

was hard to

perhaps its atmosphere?

was just about to

[The Golden Hammer.]

shabby looking insignia hung outside of

notice of my surroundings, to my surprise,

as though everyone was

Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!

was the only thing that indicate to me that

a step forward, I knocked

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