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 would

expression, Malvin

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

"That makes more sense."

to be hailed as one of the greatest blacksmith's of

Ko—! Tok—!

to get my attention,

dinna assume that it will affect me judgment. I'm very strict when

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

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

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

I was set, lifting my head slightly, I

show you a

moves can damage tha place. Whatever

"Sure..."

was filled with precious

exactly, I was still planning

"Huuu..."

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

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

extending my right foot back, I awaited

a couple of seconds after I spoke, Malvil gave me the

what

—Click!

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

the silver streak was a subtle

had sheathed and unsheathed

I looked at Malvil, who wordlessly stared at me with

"..."

"How was it?"

curious and nervous about his

strike. I felt incredibly good

to meet his

more seconds before Malvil opened his mouth. His

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

composure slightly

bored expression on his face was what did it

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

recovering my composure, I looked

you mean that's

I meant was, was that truly tha best ye

"...Yes."

I didn't use any of my main movements, it would've

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

going back to the entrance of the shop.

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

trace of disappointment

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

at least tell

put my katana back and leaned on the counter

the problem

disappointed, I wasn't

many failures in my

was best for me to understand why I

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

novel could

the side, Malvil picked up

letting out a

this because

"Please."

I smiled happily.

Malvin went straight to the

put, your swordsmanship be a

"A mess?"

how ta wield a

Malvil picked another one and repeated

he eyed me from

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

bitterly shook my

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

bad for someone who just touched a sword for that little bit o' time. I can tell from your rank that yer talented, an' that tha swordsmanship

Malvil paused.

once again picked another one and repeated

put down and looking back at Malvin, I urged him to

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