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

my expression, Malvin

all kinds o' swordsmanships. If what ye show me be nae something worth me time, I will simply nae make

"That makes more sense."

of the world, they had to at least have this

Ko—! Tok—!

on the table to get

just because ye helped me, dinna assume that it will affect me judgment.

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

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 or was in a dangerous

set, lifting my head

show you a regular

regular move. Big moves can damage tha

"Sure..."

and realizing that it was filled with precious materials and artifacts, I decided

wanted exactly, I was still planning on going all

"Huuu..."

sword and calmed my mind.

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

right foot back, I awaited Malvin's go

even a couple

me what ye can

—Click!

out of instinct, my thumb pushed

followed the silver streak was a subtle

second, 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

had put everything in that one strike. I felt incredibly good about that one

what I did good enough to meet his standards? I wanted to

for a brief couple more seconds before

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

lose composure

bored expression on his

myself. Was it really that bad?

looked

you mean

was, was that truly tha best ye were

"...Yes."

of my main movements, it

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

out a sigh before going back to the entrance of the

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

of disappointment flashed across

beginning, getting told outright that I

you at least

on the counter of the shop where

problem

disappointed, I

failures in my

best for

reject me again in the future. I knew that I just had to prove

the novel could help me

the side, Malvil picked up an artifact

out a sigh, he opened his

because

"Please."

I smiled happily.

his eyes, Malvin went straight to the

put, your swordsmanship

"A mess?"

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

down, Malvil picked another one and repeated the

he cleaned, he eyed me from the side of

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

bitterly shook

blacksmiths in the world. With just one glance, he was able to tell that I

that little bit o' time. I can tell from

Malvil paused.

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

looking back at Malvin, I urged him to

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