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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of Octavious's memories, the

as Octavious's memories led me, but that

will

"Mhm."

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

Guild, I felt as if my life suddenly became simpler. In addition to having an excellent information network, they also

them that I

"We have arrived."

the driver got out. Coming around, he opened the door

is

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

you like for me to wait for

"That's okay."

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

this was

leave; I can

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

in Octavious's memories was true, then whoever this Protector was… they weren't something that I could make

to the orphanage; how may I

was a different nun than the one from Octavious's memories. She seemed rather young, and what particularly struck me were her deep blue

I greeted her politely.

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

"Ah."

lit up,

if that

me

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

"Thank you."

Creak―!

the nun pushed it open, revealing a dark interior lit only

was heavy with the scent of incense and

tattering black cloth and the walls were adorned with faded paintings that were no longer discernible. There was something unsettling about the

'There it is.'

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

came to a stop, and I stared at the statue

'It looks normal.'

Observing it from where I was, there didn't

thought I'd be able to notice something since I can now control a bit of the laws,

seem to be the

interested

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

my eyes at

'She seems familiar.'

Something about being in her presence was soothing, and it made me want to put my faith in what

it was that sort of impression that made me warier

didn't outwardly display my

am indeed interested in the

forward, and curiously looked

and I've never seen such a statue before. I was

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

"Hm?"

I cocked my head.

"That's rather interesting."

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

you say that you were interested in taking a child for

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

I are

"Is that so?"

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

a very 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.

someone that has no shred of mana

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

has already revealed everything to me. You're not here for the children. You're here