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

my expression,

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

"That makes more sense."

of the world,

Ko—! Tok—!

table to

just because ye helped me, dinna assume that it will affect

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

sword from my dimensional space, I rested it

as it hinders my movements when walking. I only

lifting my head slightly,

you

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

"Sure..."

it was filled with precious materials

what he wanted exactly, I was still

"Huuu..."

sword and calmed my

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

extending my right foot back, I awaited Malvin's

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

me what ye can

—Click!

okay from Malvil, almost out of instinct,

followed the silver streak was a

sheathed and

I looked at

"..."

"How was it?"

and nervous about

everything in that one strike. I felt incredibly

what I did good enough to meet his standards? I wanted to

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

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

words made me lose composure slightly as my heart

borderline bored expression on

doubt myself. Was it really that bad? Was

looked back at Malvil and

you mean that's

that truly tha best

"...Yes."

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

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

going back to the

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

trace of disappointment flashed

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

you at least tell me

leaned on the

was the problem with my

disappointed, I wasn't

many failures in

best for me to understand why I had failed so that I could work on

going to reject me again in the future. I

knowledge from the novel could help me with this

Malvil picked up an artifact and cleaned

long, letting out a sigh,

this because ye

"Please."

I smiled happily.

went

put, your swordsmanship be a

"A mess?"

only have just learned how ta wield a sword nae

the artifact down, Malvil picked another one and repeated

eyed me

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

bitterly shook

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

that little bit o' time. I can tell from your rank that yer talented, an' that tha swordsmanship ye practice be

Malvil paused.

the artifact down, he once again picked another one and repeated the same

at the artifact he put down and looking back at Malvin, I

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