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?"

and if he was impressed, he would craft it? Didn't that sound a little bit

my expression, Malvin

kinds o' swordsmanships. If what ye show me be nae something worth me time, I will simply

"That makes more sense."

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

Ko—! Tok—!

on the table to get my attention,

ye helped me, dinna assume that it will affect me judgment.

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

from my dimensional space, I rested

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

set, lifting

you

matter. Preferably, a regular move. Big moves can damage tha place. Whatever damage

"Sure..."

filled with precious materials and artifacts, I decided to hold back on the major

sure about what he wanted exactly, I was still planning on

"Huuu..."

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

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

right foot back, I awaited Malvin's

not even a couple of seconds after I spoke, Malvil gave me

show me what

—Click!

of instinct, my thumb pushed forward,

followed the silver streak was a

second, I had sheathed and unsheathed my

looked at Malvil, who wordlessly stared at me with his

"..."

"How was it?"

genuinely curious and nervous

put everything in that one strike. I felt incredibly good

to meet

brief couple more seconds before Malvil

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

made me lose composure slightly as my heart

bored expression on his face

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

recovering my composure, I looked back at Malvil and

you mean that's

meant was, was that truly tha best ye

"...Yes."

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

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

sigh before going back to the entrance of the shop. I followed from

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

trace of disappointment flashed

I never had too much hope from the beginning, getting told outright that I

least tell me

put my katana back and leaned on the counter of the shop where

problem with

disappointed, I

failures in my

Rather, it was best for me to

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

novel could

from the side, Malvil picked up an artifact and cleaned

out a sigh, he opened his

this because

"Please."

I smiled happily.

eyes, Malvin went straight to the

swordsmanship

"A mess?"

have just learned how ta wield a sword nae too long

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

me

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

bitterly shook

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

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

Malvil paused.

he once again picked another one and repeated the

he put down and looking back at Malvin, I

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