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?!"

in shock, her jaw nearly dropping to the

just one week or a month, but one year was far too much for

to get fixed, then she wouldn't be able to participate in the war. It would be extremely detrimental both to

on Ava's face, Malvil instantly understood her worries and reassured, "Don't worry. Although it will take

in surprise, Ava hurriedly asked, "Really.? I can

"Ye."

slight smile played

you need the flute, you can just come and take it. It's not like the flute will stop working

some much- needed relief to Ava. She

like that then

Rumble-!

could finish her words, the whole

"_ _!"

"What is going on?"

Ava panicked. Holding onto the side of the table, the two of them tried to remain

"Just what in the..."

footing, Malvil took out a

a holographic image appeared before him,

"Oh, god almighty..."

happening outside, his jaw dropped in shock.

not go unnoticed by Ava who was

"What is going on?"

slightly, Ava took a peek at the

"Ah!"

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

the barrier protecting the city from the outside

a wave of black

The scene looked horrifying.

***

want us to

inside of a

"...That is correct."

emotionless tone rung

trying to

none other

were present, and their gazes

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

What makes you think that

Durara spat.

voice was filled with annoyance due to

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

why should

Another Duergar spoke up.

the Duergar had thin white hair on top of his balding

name was Orion, and he was one of the

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

nods of approval from some

time and logistical constraints Inferno currently faced, to get someone to infiltrate Henolur. Moreover,

a reward, the elders of Inferno did not

squinted his eyes and spoke in a cold, dead tone devoid of the slightest trace of emotion, We can compromise

"Owe us one?"

"Yes."

human piqued. To be owed a favor by such a large organization, the leaders interest were

a tracking system on him. With it, you

"I see..."

table,

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

a thought. We'll contact you later to

"I understand."

with an indifferent tone. Moments after,

in the hall

you think? Should we accept