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 sound a little

expression,

me tell ye this. I've seen all kinds o' swordsmanships. If what ye show me be nae something worth me time, I will simply nae

"That makes more sense."

as one of the greatest blacksmith's of the world, they had

Ko—! Tok—!

the table to get

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

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

from my dimensional space, I

my movements when walking. I only took it out whenever I was

lifting my head slightly,

you a regular

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

"Sure..."

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

he wanted exactly, I

"Huuu..."

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

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

right foot back, I awaited Malvin's

couple of seconds after I spoke, Malvil gave me

show me what

—Click!

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

silver streak was a

sheathed

at Malvil,

"..."

"How was it?"

asked, genuinely curious and nervous about his

in that one strike. I

to meet his

silence lasted for a brief couple more seconds before Malvil opened his mouth. His voice, sounding

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

made me lose composure slightly as my

almost borderline bored expression on his

was making me doubt myself. Was it really

my composure, I looked back at

do you mean that's

I meant was, was that truly tha best ye were capable

"...Yes."

main movements, it would've made no

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

before going back to the

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

of disappointment

hope from the beginning, getting told outright

least

on the

problem

I wasn't

many failures in

single failure or rejection wasn't going to make me lose myself. Rather, it was best for me to understand why I had failed so that I could work on

he was going to reject me again in the future. I knew

from the novel could help me with this

from the side, Malvil picked up

long, letting out a

this because

"Please."

I smiled happily.

went straight to

swordsmanship

"A mess?"

just learned how ta wield a sword

picked another one and repeated the same process

cleaned, he eyed me from

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

bitterly shook

one glance, he was able to tell that I had only touched a sword for just around

time. I can tell from your rank that yer

Malvil paused.

artifact down, he once again picked another

artifact he put down and looking back

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