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?"

was impressed, he would craft it? Didn't that sound a little bit too

my expression,

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

"That makes more sense."

hailed as one of the greatest blacksmith's of

Ko—! Tok—!

table to get

me, dinna assume that it will affect me judgment.

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

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

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

I was set, lifting my head

you

moves can damage tha

"Sure..."

and realizing that it was filled with precious materials and artifacts, I decided to hold back on

he wanted exactly, I was still planning on

"Huuu..."

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.

back,

long as not even a couple of seconds

what ye can

—Click!

the okay from Malvil, almost out of instinct,

silver streak was a

second, I had sheathed and unsheathed my sword

looked at Malvil, who wordlessly stared at me with his arms

"..."

"How was it?"

and nervous about his

put everything in that one strike. I felt

enough to

brief couple more seconds before Malvil opened his mouth. His voice, sounding

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

made me lose composure slightly as my heart

unamused and almost borderline bored expression on his face was

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

I looked back at Malvil

you

meant was, was that truly tha best ye

"...Yes."

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

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

up, Malvil let out a sigh before going back to the entrance of

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

disappointment flashed

had too much hope from the beginning, getting told outright that

least

leaned on the counter of the shop where Malvin

the problem

disappointed, I

many failures in

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

reject me again in the future. I knew

could

from the side, Malvil picked up an artifact and

letting out a sigh, he opened

do this because

"Please."

I smiled happily.

went straight to

put, your swordsmanship be

"A mess?"

ta

picked another one and repeated the

cleaned, he eyed me from the side

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

shook my

world. With just one glance, he was able to tell that I had

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

Malvil paused.

once again picked another one and repeated the same

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

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