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

was as far as Octavious's memories led me, but that

we will be arriving

"Mhm."

were no towering structures, and most of the

Green Paw Guild, I felt as if my life suddenly became simpler. In addition to having an excellent information

to them that I was able to find the orphanage

"We have arrived."

and the driver got out. Coming around,

is up

in the distance 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

like for me to

"That's okay."

shook my head. From the exterior,

was as if this was just a regular

can leave; I can go back on my

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

saw in Octavious's memories was true, then whoever this Protector was…

to the orphanage; how may I be of

from Octavious's memories. She seemed rather young,

I greeted her politely.

take a look. You see, my wife and I have been thinking of

"Ah."

eyes lit up, and

that

led me toward

contact the head nun and let you see the

"Thank you."

Creak―!

a

heavy with the scent of

to notice the pews were draped in tattering black cloth and the walls were adorned with faded paintings that were no longer

'There it is.'

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

stop, and I stared at the statue from

'It looks normal.'

it from where I was, there didn't seem to be anything odd

notice something since I can now control a bit of the

seem to be the

you interested in

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

eyes at her

'She seems familiar.'

made a favorable first impression on me. Something about being in her presence was soothing, and it made me want to put my faith in what she

that sort of impression

didn't outwardly display my wariness and merely

interested

curiously looked at

seen such a statue before. I was just wondering who

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

"Hm?"

I cocked my head.

"That's rather interesting."

place of worship. If they

you were interested in

momentarily thrown off by the nun's unexpected question, but recalling what I had said

wife and I are looking to

"Is that so?"

it

wasn't a pleasant sensation by any stretch of

"Is there something wrong?"

Her smile was unsettling.

am I getting creeped out with someone that has

"It's just that we

"Hm?"

I raised my brow.

"Lie?"

"Mhm."

her head. She

not here for the children. You're here