The Author's POV

Chapter 320

[Jomnuk Dramegrip]

• High priority target.

• Main operator of the defensive system.

• Responsible for setting up the defensive barrier around Henolur, and the only dwarf that is capable of doing so.

• Believed to be currently targeted by multiple assassins sent by the Inferno.

"Jomnuk Dramgrip? Inferno? Defensive barrier?"

The more I read, the more I realized that this was no simple task.

Turning my head to face Douglas, I asked

"That's correct, you must protect him from Inferno. The dwarven equivalent of the Monolith."

As he spoke, Douglas's face turned serious.

"You must be very careful, although they are all made up of Duergar, a subrace of dwarves that contract themselves with demons."

Douglas explained from the side.

Part of the information he was telling me, I knew. But I still listened carefully.

I've long realized that I did not know anything. Just because I wrote this world, didn't mean that all the information that I knew was correct.

On most occasions, there was extra useful information that I was not aware of. Like for example what Douglas was explaining to me at the moment.

"Unlike the dwarves which are an honorable race, Duergar's are much more insidious and sneaky. Not only are they adept in setting up ambushes, but they also specialize in hidden weapons and some even go as far as using poisons. You must be extra careful when fighting against them.

The more he spoke, the warier I became.

Turning my attention back on the papers, my frown deepened.

"…If I may ask, why me?"

If what he was saying and what was written were real, then that would mean I would have to safeguard an extremely important person from an organization equivalent to the Monolith.

I was in no way qualified to handle this sort of high-profile mission.

Putting the papers down, I looked up.

"If I have to be frank, I don't think I'll be able to do much with my strength. I'd be more of a burden than actually help."

"Don't worry about that."

With a calm smile, Douglas walked back to his seat and looked at Waylan.

"You won't be the only one that will be going."

"Uh? Me too?"

Dumbfounded, Waylan put the teacup down.

"The demons will soon attack again, don't you think they will need me here?"

"This is more important."

Douglas shook his head and handed Waylan another stack of papers.

"They asked for at least one ranked individual to go. Since you just fought, I thought that you were the perfect fit for the job."

"Ugh."

Letting out a groan, Waylan lazily slumped back on his chair.

"Who else is going? Can I bring more people?"

"As many as you want. The dwarves have entrusted us with protecting Jomnuk. Though they did send a couple of people to aid you."

"Any strength requirement?"

"No. You don't have to worry about that. Your strength is enough to handle most of the attacks."

Taking the papers, Waylan went through them.

The more he read, the deeper his frown became. After a while, he put them down and questioned them.

"You sure? He seems like a very important person. Will they not send any ranked individuals?"

"You don't have to worry about that, if someone of that caliber arrives, we naturally have countermeasures against it."

"I see…"

Turning his head to face me, Waylan nudged his head.

"What about him, why do you want to bring him in this mission? From the looks of it, this looks like a very dangerous mission. I don't think a rank like him will be able to do much."

"You don't have to worry about that. The main goal in bringing him is so that you can watch over him."

"Hah?!"

My eyes shot open.

was also just as

Facing Douglas, he asked.

over him? Is something going

"No."

head, Douglas secretly winked in my

noticed his action was me, and the moment I did, I

to happen to him, then why do

his beard, Douglas

you've also

"…you mean."

vague, Waylan who had been with him for over

Douglas smiled.

swordsmanship is quite

it's quite frankly

off, Waylan looked at

it was very painful to watch. I don't even know how you made it that

to Waylan's words, I lowered my head and

words was correct. There

swordsmanship was

now, Waylan, since you're also a swordsman, I thought that it was a good idea for

"…I did say that."

Waylan turned to

to bottom, he

of a

the right, a broadsword

he uses a sword. What I

"That's more than enough."

I finally spoke up.

to miss the chance that Douglas

in his hand, I lifted my head and looked

learn any fancy techniques or stuff like

the problem that I faced lay within my fundamentals not in my techniques. I already had the Keiki style, and that was

didn't need to learn

a problem with that,

smile suddenly appeared on Waylan's

from an angle, the sly smile on his face reminded me of

cringed a little at the

wrongly, didn't you say that you were quite bored here. If I'm teaching him

Douglas smiled at Waylan.

remained completely

hot tea, he put

that, I was planning on doing

"…huh?"

at Douglas in

between me and Douglas, Waylan

actually going to

I will be polishing

to face me, Douglas

who

about

you're psyon control is much more refined

However, my next words caused his hand that was stroking his beard to

for a shorter period of time, Monica also taught

his hand, he asked with an alarmed

you just

get flustered. Yet, at the

"I did."

"Haa..."

massaged

makes a lot

"…what does?"

asked from the side

how his lips were trembling, this was also the first time

Waylan, Douglas let out

from others, and so whatever she teaches is based on her experiences which most of the time is

worse

then turned to face

is someone that has little to no patience.

"That…"

bitter experiences that I went through when Monica was

was right, Monica had

got something wrong she would throw a fit and

friend and I did go through quite

There was someone

Douglas curiously asked.

fact that Monica not only taught me

sip of the tea, I

probably know him, his name

the mention of Kevin's name, Douglas's

Voss? I think I've heard

"I'm sure you have."

that scored some of the highest scores recorded in history. There

so? Interesting. So you're saying that Monica trained both

her a lot, but he

"Deserve it? Why?"

"Just cause."

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