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

my expression,

If what ye show me be nae something worth me time, I will simply nae make

"That makes more sense."

the greatest blacksmith's of the world,

Ko—! Tok—!

on the table to get

just because ye helped me, dinna assume that it

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

sword from my dimensional space, I rested

in my waist as it hinders my movements when walking.

I was set, lifting

you a

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

"Sure..."

at the room and realizing that it was filled with precious materials

wanted exactly, I was still planning on going

"Huuu..."

of the sword and calmed my mind. Closing my eyes, I placed my thumb right beneath the guard of the

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

extending my right foot back, I awaited Malvin's

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

what ye

—Click!

instinct, my thumb pushed

followed the silver streak was

I had sheathed and unsheathed my sword at incredible

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

"..."

"How was it?"

curious and nervous about

put everything in that one strike. I felt incredibly good about that one

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

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

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

words made me lose composure slightly

unamused and almost borderline bored expression on his face was what

making me doubt myself. Was it really

looked back at Malvil and

you

truly tha best ye were

"...Yes."

movements, it

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

a sigh before going back to

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

disappointment flashed across my

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

least

and leaned on the counter of the shop where Malvin stood

problem with

disappointed, I wasn't

many failures

wasn't going to make me lose myself. Rather, it was best for me to understand why I had failed so that I

now, didn't mean he was going to reject me again in the future. I knew that I just had

the novel could help me

side, Malvil picked up an artifact and

a sigh, he opened

do this because ye be

"Please."

I smiled happily.

his eyes, Malvin went

swordsmanship

"A mess?"

ta

artifact down, Malvil picked another one and repeated

cleaned, he eyed me from the

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

bitterly shook my

the best blacksmiths in the world. With just one glance, he was able to tell that I had only touched a sword for just around

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

Malvil paused.

again picked another one

artifact he put down and looking back

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