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?"

if he was impressed, he

my expression, Malvin

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

"That makes more sense."

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

Ko—! Tok—!

table to get my attention, Malvil

remember, just because ye helped me, dinna assume that

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

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

when walking.

set, lifting my

you a regular

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

"Sure..."

that it was filled with precious materials

wanted exactly, I was still planning on

"Huuu..."

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

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

my right foot back, I

wait didn't last long as not even a couple

me what ye can

—Click!

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

silver streak was a

split second, I had sheathed

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

"..."

"How was it?"

asked, genuinely curious and nervous about

everything in that one strike. I felt incredibly good about

good enough to meet his standards? I wanted

more seconds before Malvil

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

made me lose composure slightly as my heart

bored expression on his

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

my composure, I looked back at Malvil and

do you mean

I meant was, was that truly tha

"...Yes."

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

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

sigh before going back to

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

of disappointment flashed across my

had too much hope from the beginning, getting told

least

the counter of

the problem

disappointed, I wasn't

many failures in my

failure or rejection wasn't going to make me lose myself. Rather, it was best

reject me again in the future. I

the novel could help me with this

Malvil picked up an artifact

long, letting out a

because ye

"Please."

I smiled happily.

went straight

your swordsmanship

"A mess?"

just learned how ta wield a sword

the artifact down, Malvil picked another one and repeated

eyed me from the side of

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

shook my

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

sword for that little bit o' time. I can tell from your rank that yer

Malvil paused.

picked

and looking back

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