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 as surprised as

Facing Douglas, he asked.

Is something going

"No."

his head, Douglas secretly

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

going to happen to him, then why do you want me

beard, Douglas vaguely

I'm sure you've also

"…you mean."

him for over a couple of years instantly understood

Douglas smiled.

swordsmanship is quite

it's quite

Douglas off, Waylan looked at

you fought. Honestly, it was very painful to watch. I don't even know how

I lowered

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

swordsmanship was

since you're also a swordsman, I thought that it was a good idea for you to teach him something. Didn't you say that you were

"…I did say that."

his head, Waylan turned to

from top to bottom, he looked back

bit of a

hand toward the right, a broadsword appeared

What I

"That's more than enough."

I finally spoke up.

to miss the chance that Douglas

my head and looked

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

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

to

don't have a problem

smile suddenly

Waylan from an angle, the sly smile

cringed a

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

Douglas smiled at Waylan.

remained

sip of the hot

was planning on doing that from

"…huh?"

looked at

his head between me and Douglas, Waylan

going to teach

I will be polishing his

me, Douglas

the one who thought

for about half

wonder you're psyon control is much

next words

although for a shorter period of time, Monica also taught

his hand, he asked with an alarmed

just

since meeting Douglas, not once did I see him ever get flustered. Yet, at the mention of

"I did."

"Haa..."

Waylan massaged his

a lot more sense

"…what does?"

asked from the side with an amused

trembling, this was also the first time he

Douglas let out

the type of person that thinks differently from others, and so whatever she teaches is based

worse

then turned

has little to no patience.

"That…"

experiences that I went through when Monica was teaching me, I

Monica had zero

she would throw a fit and beat me

My friend and I did go through quite a rough beating

was

Douglas curiously asked.

Monica not

the tea, I

probably know him, his name is

the mention of Kevin's

I think I've heard that name

"I'm sure you have."

some of the highest scores recorded in history. There was no

saying that

her a lot,

"Deserve it? Why?"

"Just cause."

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