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?"

a move, and if he was impressed, he would craft it? Didn't that sound a little

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 simply nae make ye a

"That makes more sense."

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

Ko—! Tok—!

on the table to get my attention, Malvil

just because ye helped me, dinna assume that

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

sword from my dimensional space, I

hinders my movements when walking. I only took it out whenever I was about to fight or was in a dangerous

lifting my head slightly, I

you

Big moves can damage tha place.

"Sure..."

room and realizing that it was filled with precious materials and artifacts,

I wasn't sure about what he wanted exactly,

"Huuu..."

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

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

extending my right foot back, I awaited Malvin's

as not even a couple of seconds after I spoke, Malvil gave me

what ye

—Click!

of instinct, my thumb pushed forward, and a

followed the silver streak was a subtle

I had sheathed and unsheathed my sword at incredible

I performed one movement, turning my head, I looked at Malvil, who wordlessly stared at me with

"..."

"How was it?"

asked, genuinely curious and nervous about

that one strike.

enough to meet his standards?

lasted for a brief couple more seconds before Malvil

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

lose composure slightly as my heart

expression on his face was what did it for

really that bad? Was my swordsmanship that boring and

composure, I looked back at Malvil

you mean that's

meant was, was that truly tha best ye were

"...Yes."

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

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

a sigh before going back to the entrance of the shop.

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

disappointment

had too much hope from the beginning, getting told outright that I didn't make the cut

least tell me

the counter of the shop where Malvin

was the problem with my

disappointed, I

many failures in my

myself. Rather, it was best for me to understand why I had

me again in the future. I

from the novel could help

me from the side, Malvil picked up an artifact and cleaned

long, letting out a sigh, he opened his

because ye be

"Please."

I smiled happily.

his eyes, Malvin went straight to the

your swordsmanship

"A mess?"

have just learned how ta wield a sword

the artifact down, Malvil picked another one and repeated the same process

cleaned, he eyed me from the side

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

shook my

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

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

Malvil paused.

picked another one and

the artifact he put down and looking back

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