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?"

he was impressed, he would

my expression,

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

Ko—! Tok—!

to

assume that it will affect me

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

my dimensional space, I rested it by the

walking. I

was set, lifting my head slightly, I

you

Preferably, a regular move. Big moves can damage tha place. Whatever damage

"Sure..."

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

exactly, I was

"Huuu..."

a deep breath, I placed my hand on the sheath of the sword and calmed my mind. Closing my eyes, I placed

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

right foot back, I

couple of seconds after I spoke, Malvil gave me the

show me what ye

—Click!

of instinct, my thumb

streak was a subtle clicking

I had sheathed and unsheathed my sword at

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

"..."

"How was it?"

genuinely curious and

everything in that one strike. I felt incredibly good about

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

seconds before Malvil opened his mouth. His voice,

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

words made me lose composure slightly as

almost borderline bored expression on his face was what did

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

looked back at Malvil

you mean that's

was, was that truly tha best ye were capable

"...Yes."

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

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

back

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

trace of disappointment flashed across

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

at least tell

the counter of the shop where Malvin stood

the problem with my

I wasn't

many failures in

was best for me to understand why I had failed so that I could work on

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

novel could help

side, Malvil picked up an artifact and cleaned

a sigh,

do this because

"Please."

I smiled happily.

Malvin went

your swordsmanship be a

"A mess?"

ta wield a

picked another one and repeated the same process

cleaned, he eyed me from the

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

bitterly shook

in the world. With just one glance, he was able

touched a sword for that little 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 the

and looking back at Malvin,

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