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 as surprised

Facing Douglas, he asked.

him? Is something going to happen

"No."

secretly winked

so subtle, the 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

beard,

you've also noticed

"…you mean."

Waylan who had been with him for over a couple of years

Douglas smiled.

his swordsmanship is quite

it's quite

Waylan

watch. I don't even know how you made it that far with that kind of

lowered my head and didn't say

one of his words was correct. There

was indeed

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 getting

"…I did say that."

his head, Waylan turned to

me from top to bottom, he looked back at

a bit of a

the right, a broadsword appeared in

a sword. What I can teach him will only be limited to the

"That's more than enough."

I finally spoke up.

was no way I was going to miss the chance that

my head

need to learn any fancy techniques or stuff

not in my techniques. I already had

need to learn anything

a

smile suddenly appeared on

from an angle, the sly smile on his face

a little at

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

Douglas smiled at Waylan.

face remained

a small sip of the hot tea, he put

worry about that, I was planning on doing that

"…huh?"

looked at Douglas

between me

going

be polishing his psyon

face me, Douglas

one who thought you how

for about half

you're psyon control is much more refined than your

my next words caused his hand that was stroking his

a shorter period of time,

hand, he asked with an

just

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

"I did."

"Haa..."

massaged

a lot more sense

"…what does?"

side with an amused

this was also the first time he had ever seen Douglas

Waylan, Douglas let out a helpless

although talented, 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 her experiences which most of

talked, the worse the smile

then turned

to no patience. You probably experienced

"That…"

went through when Monica was teaching

was right, Monica had zero

something wrong she would throw

friend and I did go through quite a rough beating because

There was

Douglas curiously asked.

the fact that Monica not only taught me

sip of the tea, I nodded

know him, his name is Kevin.

of Kevin's name,

Voss? I think I've

"I'm sure you have."

scores recorded in history. There was no way Donna didn't talk

you're saying

We were beaten by her a lot,

"Deserve it? Why?"

"Just cause."

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