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

memories

we will be arriving

"Mhm."

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

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

them that I was able to find

"We have arrived."

and the driver got out. Coming around,

is

pointed at a certain chapel off in the distance with his finger. It was uncannily similar to the way it appeared in the memories I saw.

for me to

"That's okay."

observing the distant chapel, I shook my head. From the exterior,

as if this was

leave; I can go back on my

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

Octavious's memories was true, then whoever this Protector

to the orphanage; how may

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

I greeted her politely.

to take a look. You see,

"Ah."

up, and she smiled

that

led me toward the

moment. I will contact

"Thank you."

Creak―!

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

heavy with the scent of incense

and the walls were adorned with faded paintings that were no longer discernible. There was

'There it is.'

stood a familiar statue. Its marble

to a stop, and I stared at

'It looks normal.'

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

since I can now control a bit of the laws,

didn't seem to be the

interested in the

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

my eyes at

'She seems familiar.'

made a favorable first impression on me. Something about being in her presence was soothing, and it made me

that sort of impression that

outwardly display my wariness and merely smiled at

indeed interested in the

few steps forward, and curiously looked

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

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

"Hm?"

I cocked my head.

"That's rather interesting."

was a place of worship. If they

you were interested in taking a child

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

wife and I are looking

"Is that so?"

smiled, and I found myself frowning. For some reason, it felt as though I was being seen through

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

"Is there something wrong?"

Her smile was unsettling.

getting creeped out with someone that has no shred

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

"Hm?"

I raised my brow.

"Lie?"

"Mhm."

nodded her head. She

here for the children. You're here for him, aren't