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,

was as far as Octavious's memories led me,

we will be

"Mhm."

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

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

no thanks to them that I was able to find

"We have arrived."

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

is

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 that, it was pretty much the

me to wait for

"That's okay."

I shook my head.

if this was just a

can go back

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

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

the orphanage; how may I be

the one from Octavious's memories. She seemed rather young, and what particularly struck me

I greeted her politely.

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

"Ah."

nun's eyes lit up, and she smiled

that

me toward

moment. I will contact the head nun and let

"Thank you."

Creak―!

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

heavy with the scent of incense

cloth and the walls were adorned with faded paintings that were no longer

'There it is.'

familiar statue. Its marble surface was chipped

to a stop, and I stared at the

'It looks normal.'

where I was, there didn't seem to be

I'd be able to notice something since I

to be the

you interested

I looked up, I saw an elderly nun making her

eyes at

'She seems familiar.'

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

was that sort of impression

I didn't outwardly display my

interested in the

forward, and curiously looked at

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

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."

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

interested in taking a

but recalling what I had said to the other nun at the

my wife and I are

"Is that so?"

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

very long time, and it wasn't a pleasant sensation by any stretch of

"Is there something wrong?"

Her smile was unsettling.

with someone that has no shred of mana

nothing wrong." The nun shook her head. "It's just that we

"Hm?"

I raised my brow.

"Lie?"

"Mhm."

nodded her head. She then gently

not here for the children. You're here for him,