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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able to catch a glimpse of Octavious's memories, the orphanage was the

was as far as Octavious's memories led

we will be arriving

"Mhm."

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

my life suddenly became simpler. In addition to having an excellent

thanks to them that I was able to find the orphanage this

"We have arrived."

and the driver got out. Coming

orphanage is up

certain chapel off 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 other than

for me to

"That's okay."

I shook my head.

as if this was just

can

clothes and moved toward the chapel. Secretly, I started to channel my mana and demonic

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

to the orphanage; how

a nun. She was a different nun than the one from Octavious's memories. She seemed

I greeted her politely.

to take a look. You see, my wife and

"Ah."

eyes lit up, and

that

me

me inside for a moment. I will contact the

"Thank you."

Creak―!

the nun pushed it open, revealing a dark interior

air was heavy with the scent

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 was something unsettling about the paintings, but

'There it is.'

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

to a stop, and I stared at the

'It looks normal.'

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

I'd be able to notice something since I can

to

interested in the

distant voice. When I looked up, I saw an elderly nun making her way toward

eyes

'She seems familiar.'

in her presence was soothing, and it made me want to put my faith

sort of impression that made

didn't outwardly display my wariness and merely smiled at

indeed interested in

and curiously looked at the statue while pinching

such a statue before. I was

nun smiled, caressing the statue next to her. "Our chapel doesn't

"Hm?"

I cocked my head.

"That's rather interesting."

they weren't

were interested in taking a

nun's unexpected question, but recalling what I had said to the other nun at the entrance, I

wife and I are

"Is that so?"

some reason, it felt

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.

out with someone that has no shred of

"It's just that we don't

"Hm?"

I raised my brow.

"Lie?"

"Mhm."

head. She

everything to me. You're not here for the children. You're here for him,