The Author's POV

336 Infiltration [4]

[Utility center, fourth level.]

"This is a lot more complicated than I first thought."

Malvil muttered under his breath as he studied the pale green flute in front of him.

After completing his work for the day, he had spent most of his free time analysing the flute.

It was then that he realized that the flute was even more sophisticated than his original estimates.

"...Just how did they manage to make the mana flow this way?"

Touching the shaft of the flute, a white hue emanated from his finger, entering the object.

The moment mana circulated in the flute, it lit up and Malvil was able to see thin vein lines inside. His eyes locked intensely on it, his gaze enraptured.

"I see….. So, in order to create an oscillating sound, the mana is stored and released in short bursts that causes the frame of the flute to burst..."

Taking out a piece of paper, Malvil started to sketch an image of the flute.

Although there was technology that could perfectly capture an image of the flute, Malvil was the type of dwarf who preferred to use a regular pen and paper.

Sitting by the side, Ava curiously looked at Malvil. He seemed to have completely forgotten her presence. The dwarf was utterly fascinated by the flute in front of him.

Having stayed in the workshop for almost a day, she was understandably tired. Moreso than Malvil, even.

Hein and Leopold were still in the facility, but they were currently looking through the other sections, having a merry time.

It was currently just her and Malvil in the room.

"...Excuse me."

"Hm?" Malvil turned, looking at Ava curiously.

"Yer still here?" A hint of surprise in his voice.

"Yes..."

"You should probably go back, it will still take me a while before starting to fix this thing."

That was a half-truth.

Although it would indeed take him a while to fix the flute, in reality, Malvil wanted to spend more time analyzing it. Therefore, he was planning on slowing down the rate at which he was going to fix the flute.

It was selfish, but there was nothing in the world that could stop a dwarf from his craft.

'Consider this as a small payment for fixing the flute.'

Malvil mused as he put more mana into the flute.

Typically, he would've never done this kind of job, but the situation at hand was an exception.

The flute was just that intriguing.

"I can already tell you now, I won't be able to fully fix this thing immediately."

"Is that so..."

Ava dejectedly lowered her head. Her small frame looked pitiful at that moment. There was so much depending on the flute. Without it, her power would drop considerably.

With the current ongoing war, Ava couldn't wait long for the flute to be fixed. She simply didn't have that much time.

Staring at Malvil, she asked quietly, "How long do you think it will take?"

"Hmm..."

Stroking his beard, Malvil put the flute down and pondered more to himself than Ava, "Given that I still don't quite fully know the structure of the flute and the fact that I'm quite busy with other repairs, I would estimate that it would take me at least a year to fix this."

"A year?!"

eyes widened in shock, her jaw nearly dropping to the ground. Malvil's reply was

understood if it was just one week or a month, but

able to participate in the

Although it will take me over a year to fix the flute, that doesn't mean you can't use it whilst I'm

Ava hurriedly asked, "Really.? I can use the flute even when you're

"Ye."

nodded. A slight smile played

just come and take it. It's not

She put

if it's like that then there

Rumble-!

her words, the whole structure started

"_ _!"

"What is going on?"

the side of the table, the two of them tried to

"Just what in the..."

while maintaining an uneasy footing, Malvil took out a

before him, depicting

"Oh, god almighty..."

his jaw

behavior did not go unnoticed by Ava

"What is going on?"

her body slightly, Ava took

"Ah!"

eyes fell upon the image, Ava wished she had been in the

the barrier protecting the city

the borders of the barriers were a wave of black demons that stretched

The scene looked horrifying.

***

saying is…. you want us to

inside of a

"...That is correct."

and emotionless tone rung

to achieve

female voice sounded; it belonged to none other than Durara,

present, and their gazes remained transfixed at the hologram before

on the hologram was an old man with dull grey eyes. He was

the middle of a war? We, by ourselves, face great difficulty infiltrating the place. What

Durara spat.

with annoyance

"I'm trying to look for a human. He's someone that the Monolith is paying

why should we

Another Duergar spoke up.

thin white hair on top of

was Orion, and he was one of

should we care about helping you look for a human? You're not planning on asking us to

with nods of approval from some of the

including but not limited to the time and logistical constraints Inferno currently faced, to get

reward, the elders of Inferno did not see the need to approve

at the duergars present in the hall from the holographic projection, the human, Mo Jinhao, squinted his eyes and spoke in a cold, dead tone devoid of the slightest trace

"Owe us one?"

"Yes."

like?" Orion inquired, his interest in the human piqued. To be owed a favor by

uncertain as of right now, but we have a tracking system on him. With it,

"I see..."

the table, Orion

their expressions, Orion spoke up,

a thought. We'll contact you later to let you

"I understand."

indifferent tone. Moments after, his

fell in the hall

Should we accept the offer?"