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

memories led me, but

will be arriving

"Mhm."

car revealed a run-down neighborhood. There were

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

was no thanks to them that I was

"We have arrived."

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

is

with his finger. It was uncannily similar to the way it appeared in the memories I saw. It was probably a little bit more rundown, but other than that, it was

you like for me to wait for you

"That's okay."

chapel, I shook my head. From the exterior, nothing seemed amiss. It

if this was

I can go back

on his way, I fixed my clothes and moved toward the chapel. Secretly, I started to channel

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

the orphanage; how may I

nun than the one from Octavious's memories. She

I greeted her politely.

just wanted to take a look. You see, my wife and I have been

"Ah."

eyes lit up,

if that isn't

me

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

"Thank you."

Creak―!

a dark interior lit

air was heavy with the scent of

were draped in tattering black cloth and the walls were adorned with faded paintings that were no longer discernible.

'There it is.'

the center of the chapel stood a familiar statue. Its marble surface was chipped and stained. Clearly from the wear of

came to a stop, and I stared at

'It looks normal.'

statue was… just a statue. Observing it from where I was, there didn't seem to be anything odd

I can now control a bit of the

didn't seem to

interested in the

heard a distant voice. When I looked up, I saw an elderly nun

eyes at her

'She seems familiar.'

presence was soothing,

of impression that

my wariness and merely

indeed interested

few steps forward, and curiously looked at the

been to many churches in my life, and I've never seen such a statue before.

to her. "Our chapel doesn't belong to a religious

"Hm?"

I cocked my head.

"That's rather interesting."

a place of worship. If they weren't worshipping a

you were interested

what I had said

my wife and I are looking to

"Is that so?"

it felt as though I was being seen through at

anything like it in a very long time, and it wasn't a pleasant sensation by any stretch of the

"Is there something wrong?"

Her smile was unsettling.

out with someone that

head. "It's just that we don't appreciate it when someone

"Hm?"

I raised my brow.

"Lie?"

"Mhm."

nun nodded her head. She

to me. You're not here for the children. You're