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?

my expression,

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

"That makes more sense."

someone to be hailed as one of the greatest blacksmith's of the world, they had to at least have this

Ko—! Tok—!

to

helped me, dinna assume that it will affect me judgment. I'm very

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

random sword from my dimensional space, I rested

walking. I only took it out whenever I was about to fight or was

set, lifting my head slightly, I

show you a regular

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

"Sure..."

and realizing that it was filled with precious materials and artifacts, I decided to

I wasn't sure about what he wanted exactly,

"Huuu..."

sheath of the sword and calmed

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

right foot back, I awaited Malvin's

wait didn't last long as not even a couple of seconds after I

show me what ye

—Click!

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

the silver streak was a

second, I had sheathed and unsheathed my sword at incredible

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

"..."

"How was it?"

asked, genuinely curious and nervous about his

one strike. I felt incredibly

did good enough to

seconds before Malvil opened his mouth. His

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

words made me lose composure slightly

and almost borderline bored expression on his face was what did it for

doubt myself. Was it really that bad? Was my swordsmanship that boring

I looked

do you mean

that truly tha best ye were capable

"...Yes."

of my main movements, it would've made

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

back to the entrance of the

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

trace of disappointment

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

at least tell

on the counter of

was the problem with my

I wasn't

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

mean he was going to reject me again in the future. I knew that I just had to

from the novel could help

glancing at me from the side, Malvil picked up

letting out a sigh, he opened his

this because ye

"Please."

I smiled happily.

went

swordsmanship be a

"A mess?"

just learned how ta wield a sword nae

one

cleaned, he eyed me from the

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

bitterly shook my

glance, he was

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

Malvil paused.

down, he once again picked

down and looking back at Malvin, I urged him

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