The Author's POV

Chapter 303

"It's me, but who be ye? Human?"

Malvil picked up the hammer from the ground and tried to place it on the table.

Seeing him struggle to put the hammer on the table, I moved forward and offered him a hand.

"I'll help out."

"Ah, thank ye."

"...What in the world is this hammer made out of?"

In hindsight, I probably should've thought this more thoroughly since the hammer weighed a ton.

Even with my current stats, I could barely lift it.

"Khh, what is this hammer made out of?"

"A lot o' bloody metal"

"Aren't you a blacksmith? How can you work with a hammer that you can't lift."

"...Well, it's nae mine, it's me students."

"Bounded artifact?"

"Ye."

"...no wonder."

Bounded artifacts were artifacts that could only be used by a specific user. If anyone else tried to use it, the artifact would not respond to any mana fluctuation.

As such, unless held by the true owner, it was nothing more than a piece of scrap metal. An extremely heavy one at that.

"I'll hold it by its head an' ye hold it by tha handle."

"Okay...ukk."

"Put more strength in your hips, youngster."

"Ugh, I'm trying."

After struggling for what felt like an eternity but was actually more like a little less than a minute, we finally managed to place the hammer on the table.

"...My god."

I collapsed on the ground, completely drained of energy.

Even if the artifact was a bounded one, to think that it would weigh so much in its regular state. Just how difficult was crafting it?

"...So what did you come here for?"

Malvil wiped his forehead that was filled with sweat.

Standing up, I tried to introduce my self. However, before I could do that, I was quickly cut off by him.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Ren, and I'm he—"

"You're here to get an artifact, right?"

"...yeah."

It looks like he already knew my answer. He probably just asked out of formality.

"What type of artifact do you want?"

"A sword."

As I asked, my heart rate sped up a little. Most likely, I was going to get rejected. But I at least wanted to know the requirements for getting accepted.

Malvil pointed towards the front of the shop and said.

"We have plenty in our shop; you can check them."

"I already have."

"...and?"

"I'm here to have a sword crafted rather than buying one."

"Crafted?"

"Yes."

An odd look flashed Malvin's eyes.

Patting the hammer on the table, he sat down on a wooden chair and rested his elbow on the table.

"Alright, show me your move. If ye can intrigue me, I may be interested in forging ye a sword."

"That's it?"

a move, and if he was impressed, he would

expression, Malvin

mean tha'ss'a it? boy, let me tell ye this. I've seen all kinds o' swordsmanships. If what ye show

"That makes more sense."

hailed as one of the greatest blacksmith's of the world, they had to at least

Ko—! Tok—!

on the table to get my attention, Malvil

me, dinna assume that it will affect me judgment.

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

dimensional space, I rested it by the side of my

when walking. I only took it out whenever I was about to fight or was in a

I was set, lifting

you a

moves can damage tha place. Whatever

"Sure..."

with precious materials and artifacts, I decided to

wasn't sure about what he wanted exactly, I was still planning on going

"Huuu..."

placed my hand on the sheath of the sword and calmed my mind. Closing my eyes, I

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

foot back,

couple of seconds after I

what ye

—Click!

out of instinct, my thumb pushed forward, and a silver streak of

followed the silver streak was a subtle clicking

second, I had sheathed

turning my head, I looked at Malvil, who wordlessly stared at me

"..."

"How was it?"

asked, genuinely curious and nervous about

put everything in that one strike.

good enough to meet his

couple more seconds before Malvil opened his mouth. His voice, sounding extremely

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

words made me lose composure slightly as

borderline bored expression on his face was what did it for

really

looked back at Malvil

you

I meant was, was that truly

"...Yes."

of my main movements, it would've made no

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

Malvil let out a sigh before going back to the entrance of the shop.

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

disappointment flashed across my

the beginning, getting told outright that I didn't make

least tell

put my katana back and leaned on the counter of

problem

I

failures in

single failure or rejection wasn't going to make me lose myself. Rather, it was best for me to understand why I

didn't mean he was going to reject me again in the future. I

the novel could

Malvil picked up an artifact and cleaned

out a sigh,

this because

"Please."

I smiled happily.

went straight

swordsmanship

"A mess?"

only have just learned how ta wield a sword nae too

the artifact down, Malvil picked another one and repeated the same process as

he eyed me from

"Is me analysis wrong?"

"...no, you're correct."

shook

best blacksmiths in the world. With just one glance, he was able to tell that

that little bit o' time. I can tell from your rank that yer talented,

Malvil paused.

down, he once again picked another one and

he put down and looking back at

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