The Author's POV

'I'm sure I heard Oliver… Did I hear wrongly?'

I didn't think so.

"Eh, my dad's been kind of busy lately. I haven't even seen him around these past few days."

"Is that so?"

"Yeah, but it's not like it rarely happens. It's been like this since I last remember… I'm sure you understand me."

"Yeah."

"Ehm…"

I interrupted the conversation between the two. Scratching the side of my cheek, I altered my gaze between Amanda and Emma before finally settling on Emma.

"What did you say that your father's name was?"

Emma looked at me strangely.

"You don't know who my father is… ?" She paused and furrowed her brows. "No, never mind. It's not like he's some sort of big shot celebrity. Why should I expect everyone to know his name?"

"His name is Oliver."

Amanda answered for her, and I found myself blinking several times again.

"Oliver?"

"Yes."

Only after Amanda confirmed it once more was I finally convinced that I didn't hear incorrectly.

'Oliver? Why is his name different?'

This wasn't the name that I knew of.

I looked at Emma.

"By chance, do you know of anyone that goes by the name Waylan?"

Perhaps he was still called Waylan, but went by a different name in front of people? It wasn't impossible.

…Or so I thought.

"Waylan? No, I've never heard of him before."

Emma looked at Amanda.

"Do you know what he's talking about?"

"No."

"I see."

I had no choice but to give up when I saw that neither of the two knew who Waylan was.

'I guess it makes sense in some way.'

Even though everyone I interacted with in this world had the same name as the ones in my world, it wasn't impossible for some others to have names that were different.

After all, this was a different world, and its history was completely different. The fact that their names were the same was the odd part.

'Well, whatever.'

I shrugged the thought off. It didn't seem like a big deal.

Ding―!

Right then, I received a notification on my watch. I smiled when I looked at it.

'They're faster than I expected.'

[Ashton City Community Orphanage―Middlestone Street 56.

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to catch a glimpse of Octavious's memories, the orphanage was the one thing that stood out to

Octavious's memories led me, but that

will be arriving

"Mhm."

car revealed a run-down neighborhood. There were no towering structures, and most of the

what I did to the Green Paw Guild, I felt as if my life suddenly became simpler. In addition to having an excellent information network, they also provided me with a personal

that I was able to find the orphanage

"We have arrived."

and the driver got out. Coming around, he opened the door

orphanage is

distance with his finger. It was uncannily similar to the way it appeared in the memories I saw.

like for me to

"That's okay."

I shook my head. From

this was just

can

way, I fixed my clothes and moved toward the chapel. Secretly, I

this Protector was… they weren't something that I could

orphanage; how

nun. She was a different nun than the one from Octavious's memories. She seemed rather young, and what particularly struck me were her

I greeted her politely.

a look. You see, my wife and

"Ah."

up, and she smiled

if that isn't

me toward

with me inside for a moment. I will contact the head nun and let you

"Thank you."

Creak―!

it open, revealing a dark interior lit only by the flickering flames

was heavy with the scent of incense

the dim lighting, I looked around to notice the pews were draped in tattering black cloth and the walls were adorned with faded paintings that were no longer discernible. There

'There it is.'

chapel stood a familiar statue. Its marble surface was chipped

stop, and I stared

'It looks normal.'

it from where I was,

something since I can now control a bit of the

to be

interested in

I

my eyes

'She seems familiar.'

about being in her presence was soothing, and it made

was that sort of impression that

I didn't outwardly display my wariness and merely

interested in

took a few steps forward, and curiously looked at the statue while

such a statue before. I was just wondering who the

the statue next to her. "Our chapel doesn't belong to a religious branch. You can say that this statue does not depict

"Hm?"

I cocked my head.

"That's rather interesting."

they weren't worshipping a god, what

you were interested in taking

what I had said to the

I

"Is that so?"

found myself frowning. For some reason, it felt

a very long time, and it wasn't a pleasant sensation by any stretch of the imagination. Especially ever since I reached the strength that I currently

"Is there something wrong?"

Her smile was unsettling.

I getting creeped out with someone that has

nothing wrong." The nun shook her head. "It's just that we don't appreciate it

"Hm?"

I raised my brow.

"Lie?"

"Mhm."

She then

not here for the children. You're here