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

as Octavious's memories led me,

we will

"Mhm."

a run-down neighborhood. There were no towering structures, and most

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

them that I was able to find the orphanage

"We have arrived."

got out. Coming around, he opened the door

orphanage is up

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

for me to wait

"That's okay."

calmly observing the distant chapel, I shook my head. From the exterior, nothing seemed amiss. It looked

as if this was

can leave; I can go

and moved toward the chapel. Secretly, I started to channel

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

orphanage; how may

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

I greeted her politely.

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

"Ah."

up, and she

if that isn't

led me toward

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

"Thank you."

Creak―!

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

with the scent of incense

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

'There it is.'

Its marble surface was chipped and stained. Clearly from

came to a stop, and I stared at the

'It looks normal.'

where I was, there

thought I'd be able to notice something since I can

seem to be

you interested

When I looked up, I saw an

squinted my eyes

'She seems familiar.'

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

was that sort of impression that

my wariness

am indeed interested in

curiously looked at the statue while

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

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

"Hm?"

I cocked my head.

"That's rather interesting."

place of worship. If they weren't worshipping a god, what

you were interested in taking a

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

I are looking

"Is that so?"

I found myself frowning. For some reason, it felt as though I was being

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

"Is there something wrong?"

Her smile was unsettling.

with someone that has no shred of mana in

The nun shook her head. "It's just that we don't appreciate it when someone

"Hm?"

I raised my brow.

"Lie?"

"Mhm."

nun nodded her head. She then gently caressed the

here for the children. You're here for him,