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?!"

her jaw nearly dropping to the ground. Malvil's reply was beyond

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

wouldn't be able to participate in the war.

of dejection on Ava's face, Malvil instantly understood her worries and reassured, "Don't worry. Although it will take me over a year to fix the flute, that doesn't mean you

I can use the flute even when you're still repairing

"Ye."

smile

take it. It's not like the flute will

some much- needed relief to Ava. She put her

if it's like that then there

Rumble-!

finish her words, the whole

"_ _!"

"What is going on?"

Ava panicked. Holding onto the side of the table, the two of

"Just what in the..."

a small device from his

image appeared before him, depicting the

"Oh, god almighty..."

outside, his jaw dropped in shock.

by Ava who

"What is going on?"

her body slightly, Ava took a peek at the holographic

"Ah!"

her eyes fell upon the image, Ava wished she

the

barriers were a wave of black demons

The scene looked horrifying.

***

you're saying is…. you want us to help you

voice sounded inside of

"...That is correct."

cold and emotionless

you trying to achieve

sounded; it belonged to none other

elders were present, and their gazes remained transfixed at the

an old man with dull grey eyes. He was a

middle of a war? We, by ourselves, face great difficulty infiltrating the place. What makes you think that we can help you enter? In fact,

Durara spat.

was filled with annoyance due

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

And why

Another Duergar spoke up.

had thin white hair on top

he was

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

words were met with nods of approval

take a lot of resources, including but not limited to the time and logistical constraints Inferno currently faced, to get someone to infiltrate Henolur. Moreover, they

elders of Inferno did not see the need to approve of

and spoke in a cold, dead tone

"Owe us one?"

"Yes."

his interest in the human piqued. To be owed a favor by such a large organization,

tracking system on him. With it, you

"I see..."

the table, Orion interlocked his hands

at the other duergars present in the hall, confirming their expressions, Orion spoke up, his voice and words on behalf of the

We'll contact you later to let you know of

"I understand."

indifferent tone. Moments

in the hall moments

you think? Should we accept the offer?"