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?"

was impressed, he would craft it? Didn't

my expression,

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

"That makes more sense."

of the world, they had to at

Ko—! Tok—!

table to get my attention, Malvil

me, dinna assume that it will

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

from my dimensional space, I

my movements when walking. I only took it

set, lifting my

you a regular

regular move. Big moves can damage tha place. Whatever damage ye cause, it's

"Sure..."

realizing that it was filled with precious materials and artifacts, I decided to

wanted exactly, I was still planning on going all

"Huuu..."

the sword and calmed my

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

my right foot back, I awaited

couple of seconds after

what

—Click!

the okay from Malvil, almost out of instinct, my

the silver streak was a subtle clicking

I had sheathed

my head, I looked at Malvil, who wordlessly stared at me with his

"..."

"How was it?"

asked, genuinely curious and

strike. I felt

what I did good enough to meet

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

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

words made me lose composure slightly

unamused and almost borderline bored expression on his face was what did

it really that bad? Was my swordsmanship

recovering my composure, I looked back

do you mean

I meant was, was that truly tha best

"...Yes."

didn't use any of my main movements, it would've made no difference to someone

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

sigh before going back to the entrance

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

of disappointment

getting told outright that I didn't make the cut still disappointed

least

the counter of the

problem with my

I wasn't

failures in

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

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

could help me with this

Malvil picked

long, letting out a sigh,

do this because ye

"Please."

I smiled happily.

eyes, Malvin went

your swordsmanship be

"A mess?"

how ta wield

another one

he eyed me from the

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

shook

one glance, he was able to tell that I had only

can tell from your rank that yer talented, an' that tha swordsmanship ye practice be quite sophisticated,

Malvil paused.

he once again picked another one and repeated the

and looking back at Malvin, I urged him to

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