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 it? Didn't that sound

expression,

ye this. I've seen all kinds o' swordsmanships. If what

"That makes more sense."

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

Ko—! Tok—!

to get

helped me, dinna assume that it

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

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

a sword in my waist as it hinders my movements when walking. I only took it

lifting my head slightly, I

show you a

move. Big moves can damage tha

"Sure..."

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

about what he wanted exactly, I was still

"Huuu..."

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

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

back, I awaited Malvin's go

even a couple of seconds after I spoke, Malvil

show me what

—Click!

out of instinct, my thumb pushed forward, and a silver streak

the silver streak was a subtle clicking

I had sheathed and unsheathed my sword at incredible

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

"..."

"How was it?"

asked, genuinely curious and

one strike.

enough to meet his standards? I wanted

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

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

composure slightly as my heart

unamused and almost borderline bored expression on his

Was it really that bad? Was my swordsmanship that

composure, I looked back

do you mean

I meant was, was that truly tha best ye

"...Yes."

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

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

let out a sigh before going back

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

of disappointment flashed

never had too much hope from the beginning, getting told outright that I didn't make

you at least tell me

the counter of the shop where Malvin stood

was the problem with my

disappointed, I

faced many failures in

make me lose myself. Rather, it was best for me to

rejected me now, didn't mean he was going to reject me again in the future.

novel could

me from the side, Malvil picked up an artifact

a sigh, he

because ye

"Please."

I smiled happily.

went straight to the

swordsmanship be

"A mess?"

learned how ta wield a sword nae too long

the artifact down, Malvil picked another one and repeated the same

eyed me from the side

"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 I had only

o' time. I can tell from your

Malvil paused.

the artifact down, he once again picked another one and

and looking back at Malvin, I urged

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