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? Didn't that sound a little bit too

expression,

this. I've seen all kinds o' swordsmanships. If what ye show me be nae

"That makes more sense."

of the world, they had to at least have

Ko—! Tok—!

table to

dinna assume that

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

my dimensional space, I rested it by the side

sword in my waist as it hinders my movements when walking. I only took it out whenever I was about to

was set, lifting

you a regular

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

"Sure..."

realizing that it was filled with precious materials and

what he wanted exactly, I was still

"Huuu..."

of the sword and calmed my mind. Closing my eyes, I placed

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

my right foot back, I awaited Malvin's

last long as not even a couple of seconds after I spoke,

what ye

—Click!

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

the silver streak

split second, I had sheathed and

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

"..."

"How was it?"

genuinely curious and nervous about his

one strike.

I did good enough to meet his

a brief couple more seconds before Malvil opened his mouth. His

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

words made me lose composure slightly as my

bored expression on his face was what did it

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

I looked back at

do you

that truly tha best ye were capable

"...Yes."

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

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

Malvil let out a sigh before going back

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

trace of disappointment flashed across

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

you at least

and leaned on the

the problem

I wasn't

failures in my

myself. Rather, it was best for me to understand why I had failed

to reject me again in the future. I knew that I just

the novel could

at me from the side, Malvil

long, letting out a sigh,

because

"Please."

I smiled happily.

went straight to

put, your swordsmanship be a

"A mess?"

have just learned how ta wield a

another one and

me from the

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

shook my

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

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

Malvil paused.

once again picked another one and

at the artifact he put down and looking back at

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