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?"

him a move, and if he was impressed, he would craft it? Didn't

my expression, Malvin

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, I will simply nae make

"That makes more sense."

greatest blacksmith's of the world, they had to at least have this much

Ko—! Tok—!

table to get

just because ye helped me, dinna assume that it

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

a random sword from my dimensional space, I rested it by

never walk with a sword in my waist as it hinders my movements when walking. I only took it out whenever I

lifting my head slightly, I

show you a regular

a regular move. Big moves can damage

"Sure..."

that it was filled with precious materials and artifacts,

sure about what he wanted exactly, I

"Huuu..."

of the sword and calmed my mind. Closing my eyes, I placed my thumb right beneath

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

extending my right foot back,

didn't last long as not even a couple of seconds after I spoke, Malvil gave me the

show me what ye can

—Click!

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

the silver streak

a split second, I had sheathed and unsheathed my sword at

performed one movement, turning my head, I looked at Malvil, who wordlessly stared

"..."

"How was it?"

and nervous

everything in that one strike. I felt incredibly good about that one

I did good enough to

more seconds before Malvil opened his mouth. His

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

me lose composure

on

was making me doubt myself. Was it really that bad?

recovering my composure, I looked back at

do you

was, was that truly tha

"...Yes."

of my main movements, it would've made no difference to someone like

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

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

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

disappointment flashed

hope from the beginning, getting told outright that

least tell

leaned on the counter

was the problem

I wasn't

many failures in my

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

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

could help

the side, Malvil picked up an artifact

long, letting out a sigh, he opened his

because ye

"Please."

I smiled happily.

Malvin went

your swordsmanship

"A mess?"

have just learned how ta

picked another one and repeated the same process

me from the side

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

shook my

blacksmiths in the world. With just one glance, he was able to tell that I had only touched a sword for just

a sword for that little bit o' time. I can tell from your rank that yer talented, an' that tha swordsmanship ye practice be quite sophisticated,

Malvil paused.

down, he once again picked another one and repeated the same

the artifact he put down and looking back at Malvin, I urged him to

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