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 ground. Malvil's

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

flute here to get fixed, then she wouldn't be able to

"Don't worry. Although it will take me over a year to

"Really.? I can use the flute even

"Ye."

smile played on

and take it. It's not like the flute will stop working

much- needed relief to Ava. She put her hand on her chest and

if it's like that then there is no

Rumble-!

finish her words, the whole structure started to shake

"_ _!"

"What is going on?"

of the table, the two of them

"Just what in the..."

Malvil took out a small device from

appeared before him, depicting

"Oh, god almighty..."

what was happening outside, his jaw dropped in shock. The colour of his

did not go unnoticed by Ava who was standing next

"What is going on?"

her body slightly, Ava took a peek

"Ah!"

very moment, when her eyes fell upon the image, Ava wished she had been in

barrier protecting the city from

the borders of the barriers were a wave of black

The scene looked horrifying.

***

you want us to

voice sounded inside

"...That is correct."

emotionless

you trying to achieve

none other than Durara, one

the moment, all of the elders were present, and their

on the hologram was an old man with

by ourselves, face great difficulty infiltrating the place. What

Durara spat.

was filled with annoyance due to the unreasonable

to

why

Another Duergar spoke up.

Duergar had thin white hair on top of his balding

was one of the elders of

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

words were met with nods of approval from some of the other

limited to the time and logistical constraints Inferno currently faced, to get someone to infiltrate Henolur. Moreover, they had nothing

of Inferno did not see the need to

a cold, dead tone devoid of the slightest trace

"Owe us one?"

"Yes."

the human piqued. To be owed a favor by such a large

now, but we have a tracking system on him. With it, you should

"I see..."

on the table, Orion

their expressions, Orion

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

"I understand."

replied with an indifferent tone. Moments

fell in the hall

do you think? Should we