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

my expression, Malvin

let me tell ye this. I've seen all kinds o' swordsmanships. If

"That makes more sense."

of the world, they had to

Ko—! Tok—!

on the table to

dinna assume that

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

out a random sword from my dimensional space,

would never walk with a sword in my waist as it hinders my movements when walking. I only took it out whenever

lifting my

show you a

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

"Sure..."

precious materials

I wasn't sure about what he wanted exactly, I was still planning on going all

"Huuu..."

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

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

right foot back, I

a couple

me what

—Click!

moment I got the okay from Malvil, almost out of instinct, my thumb pushed forward, and a silver streak of

followed the silver streak was a subtle

a split second, I had sheathed and unsheathed my sword at incredible

at Malvil, who wordlessly stared at me with his

"..."

"How was it?"

genuinely curious and nervous

in that one strike. I felt incredibly good

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

more seconds before Malvil

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

composure slightly as

and almost borderline bored expression on his

me doubt myself. Was it really that

composure, I looked back at

you mean

truly tha best ye were

"...Yes."

my main movements, it would've made no

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

out a sigh before going back to the entrance of

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

of disappointment flashed

never had too much hope from the beginning, getting told

least tell me

leaned on the counter of the shop where Malvin

problem with my

disappointed, I wasn't

failures in

was best for me to understand why I had failed so

now, didn't mean he was going to reject me again in the future. I knew that

from the novel could help

at me from the side, Malvil picked up an artifact

a sigh, he opened

this because ye be

"Please."

I smiled happily.

went straight

your swordsmanship

"A mess?"

learned how ta wield

Malvil picked another one and repeated the same process as

me from the side of his

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

bitterly shook my

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

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 ye

Malvil paused.

the artifact down, he once again picked another one

looking back at Malvin, I urged

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