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

as Octavious's memories led me, but that

we will

"Mhm."

were no towering structures, and most of the

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 provided

I was able to

"We have arrived."

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

orphanage is up

finger. It was uncannily similar to the way it appeared in the memories I saw.

me to wait for you

"That's okay."

shook my head. From

this was just a

I can

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

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

orphanage; how may

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

I greeted her politely.

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

"Ah."

lit up,

that

me toward the

will contact the head nun and let you see

"Thank you."

Creak―!

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

was heavy with the scent

the walls were adorned with faded paintings that were no longer discernible. There was something unsettling about the paintings, but I couldn't quite make out what

'There it is.'

marble surface was chipped and stained. Clearly

stop, and I stared at the statue from where

'It looks normal.'

statue was… just a statue. Observing it from where I was, there didn't seem

to notice something since I can now control a bit of the laws,

to be the

you interested

When I looked up, I saw an elderly nun

eyes at

'She seems familiar.'

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

sort of impression that made me warier

my wariness

am indeed interested in the

forward, and curiously looked at

been to many churches in my life, and I've never seen such a statue before. I was just wondering who

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

"Hm?"

I cocked my head.

"That's rather interesting."

worship. If they weren't worshipping

say that you were interested in taking a child for

what I

and I are looking

"Is that so?"

some reason, it felt as though I was being seen through at this very

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

"Is there something wrong?"

Her smile was unsettling.

I getting creeped out with someone that has no shred of mana

wrong." The nun shook her head. "It's just that

"Hm?"

I raised my brow.

"Lie?"

"Mhm."

nodded her head. She then

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