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.

also just

Facing Douglas, he asked.

him? Is something going to happen

"No."

Douglas secretly

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

then why do you want

his beard, Douglas vaguely

you've also

"…you mean."

were vague, Waylan who had been with him for over a couple of years instantly understood what he

Douglas smiled.

his swordsmanship

it's quite frankly

Waylan looked

watch. I don't even know

words, I lowered my head

everyone one of his words was correct. There was nothing

swordsmanship was indeed

was a good idea for you to teach

"…I did say that."

head, Waylan

from top to bottom, he looked

bit of a

hand toward the right, a broadsword appeared in his

while he uses a sword. What I can

"That's more than enough."

I finally spoke up.

way I was going to miss the chance that

his hand, I lifted my head and looked at Waylan straight

to learn any fancy techniques or stuff like that, all I want is to improve

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

didn't need to learn anything

don't have a problem with that,

sly smile suddenly

the sly smile on his face reminded

face cringed a little at

recall wrongly, didn't you say that you were quite bored here. If I'm teaching him something, why don't you teach him

Douglas smiled at Waylan.

remained

small sip of the hot tea, he

have to worry about that, I was planning on doing that from the very

"…huh?"

looked at

his head between me and

going to

I will be

me, Douglas

one who

about half a

is

long beard, Douglas smiled in satisfaction. However, my next words caused his hand

shorter period of time,

his hand, he asked with an alarmed

just

get flustered. Yet, at the mention of Monica's name, his usual

"I did."

"Haa..."

Waylan massaged his

makes a lot

"…what does?"

side with an

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

Waylan, Douglas let

is the worst person to ask for mentorship. She's the type of person that thinks differently from others, and so whatever she teaches is based on

worse the

then turned

little to no patience. You probably

"That…"

bitter experiences that I went through when Monica was teaching

was right, Monica

throw a fit and beat

right. My friend and I did go through

There was someone else

Douglas curiously asked.

that Monica not only taught me but

sip of the tea,

him, his

mention of Kevin's

I think I've

"I'm sure you have."

was the first-year super rookie that scored some of the highest scores recorded

so? Interesting. So you're saying

her a lot, but he deserved it. Me not

"Deserve it? Why?"

"Just cause."

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