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?"

impressed, he would craft it? Didn't that sound a little bit

expression,

all kinds o' swordsmanships. If what ye show me be nae

"That makes more sense."

blacksmith's of the world, they had to at least have

Ko—! Tok—!

table to get my attention,

assume that it will

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

a random sword from my dimensional space, I

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

set, lifting my

show you a

moves can damage tha place. Whatever damage ye cause,

"Sure..."

precious materials and artifacts, I decided to

about what he wanted exactly, I

"Huuu..."

on the sheath of the sword and calmed my mind.

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

my right foot back, I

not even a couple of seconds after I

me what ye can

—Click!

Malvil, almost out of instinct, my thumb pushed forward, and

followed the silver streak

had sheathed and

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

"..."

"How was it?"

curious and nervous about

strike. I felt incredibly

did good enough to

lasted for a brief couple more seconds before Malvil opened his

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

lose composure slightly as

borderline bored expression on his

myself. Was it really that bad? Was my

composure, I looked back at

do you mean

meant was, was that truly tha best

"...Yes."

I didn't use any of my main movements, it would've made no difference

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

before going back

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

disappointment flashed across

from the beginning, getting told outright that I

at least tell

katana back and leaned on the counter of

problem with my

I wasn't

many failures

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

mean he was going to reject me again

from the novel could help me with

me from the side, Malvil

letting out a sigh, he

this because ye be

"Please."

I smiled happily.

went straight to

your swordsmanship be

"A mess?"

just learned how ta wield a sword nae too

one and repeated

cleaned, he eyed me from

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

bitterly shook my

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 that little bit o' time. I can tell from

Malvil paused.

artifact down, he once again picked another one and repeated

put down and looking back

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