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 would craft it? Didn't that sound a little bit
my expression, Malvin
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."
hailed as one of the greatest blacksmith's of the world, they had
Ko—! Tok—!
table to get my attention,
ye helped me, dinna assume that it will
"...Never thought you would."
"Glad ye know."
random sword from my dimensional space, I rested it by
walk with a sword in my waist as it hinders my movements when walking. I only took it out whenever I was about to fight
set, lifting my head slightly,
show you a regular
moves can damage tha place. Whatever damage
"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..."
placed my hand on the sheath of the sword and calmed my mind. Closing my eyes, I placed my thumb right
"Ye ready?"
"I am,"
I replied.
foot back, I
didn't last long as not even a couple of seconds after I spoke, Malvil gave
me what
—Click!
moment I got the okay from Malvil, almost out of instinct, my
silver streak was a
second, I had sheathed and unsheathed my sword at incredible
turning my head, I looked at Malvil, who wordlessly stared at
"..."
"How was it?"
and nervous about his
put everything in that one strike. I felt
enough to meet his
for a brief couple more seconds before Malvil opened his mouth. His voice, sounding
"That's it?"
"H..huh?"
composure
and almost borderline bored expression on his face was what
Was it really that bad? Was my swordsmanship that boring and
I looked back at Malvil
you
truly
"...Yes."
main movements, it would've made no difference to someone like
The fundamentals were there.
"I see"
before going back to the entrance of the
"Excuse me?"
"...What?"
"So, did I fail?"
"You dinna think."
trace of disappointment flashed
never had too much hope from the beginning, getting
you at least tell me
on the counter of the shop where
was the problem with my
disappointed, I
faced many failures
single failure or rejection wasn't going to make me lose myself. Rather, it was best for me to understand why I had failed so that I could work
rejected me now, didn't mean he was going to reject me again in the future. I knew that I just had
from the novel could help
glancing at me from the side, Malvil picked
long, letting out a sigh, he opened
do this because
"Please."
I smiled happily.
Malvin went straight to
put, your swordsmanship be
"A mess?"
probably only have just learned how ta wield a sword nae
picked another one and repeated
he cleaned, he eyed me from the side of his
"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
time. I can tell from your rank that yer
Malvil paused.
the artifact down, he once again picked another
looking back at Malvin,
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