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?"

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

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, I will

"That makes more sense."

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

Ko—! Tok—!

on the table to get

helped me, dinna assume that it will affect

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

from my dimensional space, I rested it by the

a sword in my waist as it hinders my movements when walking. I only

I was set, lifting my head slightly, I

you

moves can damage tha place.

"Sure..."

realizing that it was filled with precious

I wasn't sure about what he wanted exactly, I was

"Huuu..."

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

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

right foot back, I awaited Malvin's go

a couple of seconds after

me what ye

—Click!

instinct, my thumb

streak

second, I had sheathed and unsheathed my sword at incredible

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

"..."

"How was it?"

curious and nervous about his

put everything in that one strike. I felt incredibly good

good enough to meet his standards? I

brief couple more seconds before Malvil opened his mouth. His

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

me lose composure

on his

really that bad?

recovering my composure, I looked back at Malvil

do you mean that's

truly tha best

"...Yes."

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

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

a sigh before going back to the entrance

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

of disappointment flashed across my

from the beginning, getting told outright that I

least

my katana back and leaned on the

the problem with my

disappointed, I

faced many failures in my

wasn't going to make me lose myself. Rather, it was best for me to understand why I had failed so that I

he was going to reject me again in the

the novel could help me with this

side, Malvil

long, letting out a sigh, he opened his

this because

"Please."

I smiled happily.

eyes, Malvin went straight to

put, your swordsmanship be

"A mess?"

ta wield a sword nae too

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

he cleaned, he eyed me from the side of

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

shook my

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

just touched 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

Malvil paused.

he once again picked another one and repeated the same

looking back at Malvin, I

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