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

expression,

swordsmanships. If what ye show

"That makes more sense."

of

Ko—! Tok—!

to get my

assume that it will affect me

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

from my dimensional space, I rested it by the side

walking. I only took it out whenever I was about

set, lifting

you

Big moves can damage tha place. Whatever damage ye cause,

"Sure..."

it was filled with precious materials

he wanted exactly, I was still planning on going

"Huuu..."

a deep breath, I placed my hand on the sheath of the sword and calmed

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

extending my right foot back,

couple of seconds after I spoke, Malvil

what

—Click!

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

streak was a subtle

second, I had sheathed and

head, I looked at Malvil, who wordlessly stared at

"..."

"How was it?"

asked, genuinely curious and nervous about his

that one strike.

good enough to meet his standards? I wanted

more seconds before Malvil opened

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

composure

bored expression on his face was what

myself. Was it really

looked back at Malvil and

you

truly tha best ye

"...Yes."

I didn't use any of my main movements,

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

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 across

never had too much hope from the beginning, getting told outright that I didn't make the

you at least tell me

leaned on the counter

the problem with

I wasn't

failures in my

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

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

novel could

Malvil picked

out a

do this because ye be

"Please."

I smiled happily.

eyes, Malvin went

put, your swordsmanship

"A mess?"

learned how ta wield a

the artifact down, Malvil picked another one and

he eyed me from the side of his

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

bitterly shook my

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

touched a sword for that little bit o' time. I can tell from your rank that

Malvil paused.

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

put down and looking back at

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