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 craft it? Didn't
my expression, Malvin
I've seen all kinds o' swordsmanships. If what ye show me
"That makes more sense."
as one of the greatest blacksmith's of the world,
Ko—! Tok—!
the table to get my attention, Malvil
dinna assume that it will affect me judgment.
"...Never thought you would."
"Glad ye know."
a random sword from my dimensional space, I rested it by the side of my
hinders my movements when walking. I only took it out whenever I was about to fight or was
set, lifting my head
show you
really matter. Preferably, a regular move. Big moves can damage tha place. Whatever damage
"Sure..."
that it was filled with precious materials and artifacts, I
I wasn't sure about what he wanted exactly, I was
"Huuu..."
sheath of the sword and calmed my mind. Closing my eyes, I placed my thumb right beneath the guard of the
"Ye ready?"
"I am,"
I replied.
foot back,
even a couple
show me what
—Click!
Malvil, almost out of instinct, my thumb pushed forward, and a silver streak of
silver streak was a subtle clicking
I had sheathed and unsheathed my sword at
turning my head, I looked at Malvil, who wordlessly stared at me with his arms
"..."
"How was it?"
genuinely curious and nervous about his
put everything in that one strike. I felt incredibly good
good enough to meet his standards? I wanted
a brief couple more seconds before Malvil opened
"That's it?"
"H..huh?"
me lose composure slightly as my heart
and almost borderline bored expression on his face was
doubt myself. Was it really that
recovering my composure, I looked back
do you mean
truly tha best ye
"...Yes."
use any of my main movements, it would've
The fundamentals were there.
"I see"
sigh before going back to the entrance of the shop. I
"Excuse me?"
"...What?"
"So, did I fail?"
"You dinna think."
trace of disappointment flashed across my
the beginning, getting told outright that I didn't make
at least
back and leaned on the counter of the shop
the problem
I wasn't
failures in
me lose myself. Rather, it was best for me to understand
he was going to reject me again in the future.
knowledge from the novel could help
the side, Malvil picked up an artifact
long, letting out a
do this because
"Please."
I smiled happily.
went straight
your swordsmanship be
"A mess?"
ta wield a sword nae too long
the artifact down, Malvil picked another one
he cleaned, he eyed me from the
"Is me analysis wrong?"
"...no, you're correct."
shook my
in the world. With just one glance, he was able to tell that I had only touched a
for that little bit o' time. I can tell from your rank that yer talented, an' that
Malvil paused.
once again picked another one and
and looking back at
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