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?

my expression, Malvin

do ye mean tha'ss'a it? boy, let me tell ye this. I've seen all kinds o' swordsmanships. If what ye show me be nae something worth me time, I will

"That makes more sense."

to be hailed as one of the greatest blacksmith's of the world, they had to at least have

Ko—! Tok—!

to get my attention, Malvil

helped me, dinna assume that it will affect

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

sword from my dimensional space, I rested it by the

movements when walking. I only took it out whenever I was about to fight or

lifting

show you a

can damage tha place. Whatever damage ye cause, it's on

"Sure..."

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

about what he wanted exactly, I

"Huuu..."

and calmed my mind. Closing my eyes, I placed my

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

my right foot back, I awaited Malvin's go

didn't last long as not even a couple of seconds after I spoke, Malvil gave me the

show me what ye

—Click!

got the okay from Malvil, almost out of instinct,

followed the silver streak was a

split second, I had sheathed

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

"..."

"How was it?"

asked, genuinely curious and nervous

strike. I felt incredibly good about

enough to meet his standards? I wanted to

a brief couple more seconds before Malvil

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

made me lose composure slightly

almost borderline bored expression on his face

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

composure, I looked back at Malvil

do you mean that's

that truly tha best

"...Yes."

main movements, it would've made no difference to someone like

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

back to the

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

of disappointment flashed

from the beginning, getting told outright that

at least tell

my katana back and leaned on the counter of

was the problem with my

I wasn't

many failures in my

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

going to reject me again in the future. I

the novel could

Malvil picked up an artifact

out a sigh, he opened his

because ye

"Please."

I smiled happily.

Malvin went straight to

put, your swordsmanship be a

"A mess?"

probably only have just learned how ta

the artifact down, Malvil picked another one

me from the side of his

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

shook

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

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

Malvil paused.

down, he once again picked another one and repeated

at the artifact he put down and looking back at Malvin,

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