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?"

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

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

"That makes more sense."

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

Ko—! Tok—!

table to get

dinna assume that it will

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

sword from my dimensional space, I rested it by the side

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

was set, lifting my head slightly,

show you a regular

can damage

"Sure..."

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

wanted exactly, I was still

"Huuu..."

hand on the sheath of the sword and calmed my mind. Closing my eyes, I placed my thumb

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

right foot back, I awaited Malvin's go

a couple of

show me what

—Click!

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

the silver streak was a subtle clicking

had sheathed and unsheathed my

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

"..."

"How was it?"

asked, genuinely curious and nervous about his

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

what I did good enough to meet his

more seconds before Malvil opened his

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

lose composure

almost borderline bored expression on his

me doubt myself. Was it really that

looked

do you mean that's

was, was that truly

"...Yes."

any of my main movements, it would've made

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

back to the entrance of

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

disappointment

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

you at least

back and leaned on the counter of

was the problem with

I wasn't

faced many failures in

was best for me to understand

me now, didn't mean he was going to reject me again in

novel could help

side, Malvil

a sigh, he

do this because

"Please."

I smiled happily.

Malvin went

swordsmanship be

"A mess?"

probably only have just learned how ta wield a

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

cleaned, he eyed me

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

bitterly shook my

glance, he

nae bad for someone who just touched a sword for that little bit o' time. I can tell from your rank that yer talented, an' that tha swordsmanship

Malvil paused.

the artifact down, he once again picked another

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

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