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

Facing Douglas, he asked.

him? Is something going

"No."

Douglas secretly

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

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

his beard, Douglas

you've also

"…you mean."

who had been with him for over a couple

Douglas smiled.

his swordsmanship is quite

it's quite frankly

Waylan

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

lowered my head and didn't

of his words

swordsmanship was indeed

good idea for you to teach him something. Didn't you say that you

"…I did say that."

head, Waylan

me from top to bottom, he looked back at

of a

right, a

use 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.

I was going to miss the chance that Douglas

in his hand, I lifted my head and

or stuff like that, all

I faced lay within my fundamentals not in my techniques. I

need to learn

a problem with

smile suddenly

Waylan from an angle, the sly smile on his

cringed a

don't recall wrongly, didn't you say that you were quite bored here. If

Douglas smiled at Waylan.

face remained

a small sip of the hot

about that, I was planning on

"…huh?"

looked at

head between me and Douglas,

actually going to

I will be polishing

face me, Douglas

was Donna the one who

about half

you're psyon control is much

However, my next words caused

period of time, Monica

he asked

you just say

ever get flustered. Yet, at

"I did."

"Haa..."

Waylan massaged his

a lot more

"…what does?"

side with an

was also the first

let

child, 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

Douglas talked, the worse the

turned to face

that has little to no patience. You probably experienced this,

"That…"

through when Monica was teaching me, I

right, Monica had

throw a fit and beat

right. My friend and I did go through

There was someone

Douglas curiously asked.

Monica not only taught me but

a sip of the tea, I nodded my

you probably know him, his name is Kevin. Kevin

mention of Kevin's name, Douglas's

I think I've heard that name

"I'm sure you have."

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

that so? Interesting. So you're saying

lot, but he deserved

"Deserve it? Why?"

"Just cause."

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