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.

just

Facing Douglas, he asked.

something going to happen to

"No."

Douglas secretly

who noticed his action was me, and the moment I did, I instantly understood Douglas's intentions. Hence

going to happen to him, then

his beard, Douglas

sure you've

"…you mean."

Douglas's words were vague, Waylan who had been with him for over a

Douglas smiled.

his swordsmanship is quite

just lacking, it's quite

off, Waylan looked

did get better as you fought. Honestly, it was very painful to watch. I don't even know how you made it that far with that

words, I lowered my head and

everyone one of his words was correct. There was nothing for

was

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

"…I did say that."

Waylan turned to face

me from top to bottom, he looked back at

a bit of a

his hand toward the right, a broadsword appeared in his

the broadsword while he uses a sword. What I can teach him will only be limited to

"That's more than enough."

I finally spoke up.

going to miss the

my head and looked at

or stuff like that, all I want is to improve

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

need to learn anything

don't have a problem with

sly smile suddenly appeared on

sly smile on his face reminded me

cringed a

I don't recall wrongly, didn't you say that you were quite bored

Douglas smiled at Waylan.

face remained completely

of the hot tea,

I was planning on doing

"…huh?"

at Douglas in

his head between me

going to teach

I will be polishing his psyon

to face me, Douglas suddenly

the one who thought you how to control

about half

wonder you're psyon control is much more

Douglas smiled in satisfaction. However, my next words caused his hand that was stroking his beard

of time, Monica also taught

his hand, he asked

you just

flustered. Yet,

"I did."

"Haa..."

massaged his

lot more

"…what does?"

from the side with an amused

this was also the first time he had ever seen

Douglas let out a

from others, and so whatever she teaches is based

talked, the worse the smile on his face

turned to

is someone that has little to no patience.

"That…"

I went through when Monica was teaching me,

right, Monica had

would throw a fit and beat

I did go through quite a rough beating because of

was someone

Douglas curiously asked.

by the fact that Monica not only

a sip of the

him, his name is

the mention of Kevin's name, Douglas's brows

Voss? I think I've heard

"I'm sure you have."

first-year super rookie that scored some of the highest scores recorded in history. There was no way Donna

So you're saying that Monica trained both you and

We were beaten by her a lot,

"Deserve it? Why?"

"Just cause."

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