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?"

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

expression,

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

"That makes more sense."

blacksmith's of the world,

Ko—! Tok—!

the table to get my attention, Malvil

just because ye helped me, dinna assume that it

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

random sword from my dimensional space, I rested it by the side

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

lifting my

you a

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

"Sure..."

filled with precious materials and artifacts, I decided to hold

exactly, I was still planning on

"Huuu..."

sheath of the sword and calmed

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

extending my right foot back, I awaited Malvin's go

even a couple of seconds after I spoke, Malvil gave

me what

—Click!

moment I got the okay from Malvil, almost out of instinct, my thumb pushed forward, and a silver streak of

followed the silver streak was a subtle clicking

I had sheathed and unsheathed my

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

"..."

"How was it?"

asked, genuinely curious and nervous about

that one strike. I felt incredibly

good enough to meet his standards? I

brief couple more seconds before Malvil opened his mouth.

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

lose composure

expression on his face was what

me doubt myself. Was it really that bad? Was

composure, I looked back at Malvil and

you mean

meant was, was that truly tha best ye were capable

"...Yes."

I didn't use any of my main movements,

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

Malvil let out a sigh before going back

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

disappointment flashed across my

hope from the beginning, getting told outright that I didn't make the cut still

you at least

katana back and leaned on the counter of the shop where Malvin

the problem

I

many failures in

was best for me to understand why I had failed so

mean he was going to reject me again

knowledge from the novel could help me with this

glancing at me from the side, Malvil picked up an artifact

long, letting out a sigh, he opened his

this because ye be

"Please."

I smiled happily.

his eyes, Malvin went straight

put, your swordsmanship be

"A mess?"

just learned how ta wield a sword nae too

the artifact down, Malvil picked another one and repeated

he eyed me from the side of

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

shook

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

nae bad for someone who just touched a sword for that little bit o' time. I can tell from your rank that

Malvil paused.

down, he once again picked another one and

and looking

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