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?"

was impressed, he would craft it? Didn't that sound

expression, Malvin

boy, let me tell ye this. I've seen all kinds o' swordsmanships. If what ye show me be nae something worth me time,

"That makes more sense."

the greatest blacksmith's of the world, they had to at

Ko—! Tok—!

to get

assume that it will affect me judgment. I'm

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

from my dimensional space, I rested it by the side

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

lifting my

show you

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

"Sure..."

with precious materials and artifacts, I decided

wanted exactly, I

"Huuu..."

calmed my mind. Closing my eyes, I

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

my right foot back, I awaited Malvin's go

long as not even a couple of seconds

what

—Click!

the okay from Malvil, almost out of instinct, my thumb pushed

silver streak was

I had sheathed and unsheathed

at Malvil, who wordlessly stared at me

"..."

"How was it?"

curious and

everything in that one strike. I felt

did good enough to meet his standards? I wanted

silence lasted for a brief couple more seconds before Malvil

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

composure

almost borderline bored expression on his face was

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

composure, I looked back

you

that truly tha best ye

"...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 shop.

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

trace of disappointment flashed across

beginning, getting told outright

least tell me

katana back and leaned on the counter of the shop where Malvin

problem with

I wasn't

faced many failures in my

it was best for me to understand why I

was going to reject me again in the future.

from the novel could

Malvil picked up an artifact and

out a sigh, he opened

do this because ye

"Please."

I smiled happily.

went straight to

your swordsmanship

"A mess?"

only have just learned how ta wield a sword nae too long ago,

Malvil picked another one and repeated the same

cleaned, he eyed me from the side

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

bitterly shook my

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

I can tell from your rank

Malvil paused.

artifact down, he once again picked another one and repeated the

at the artifact he put down and looking back at Malvin, I urged

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