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?"

he was impressed, he

my expression,

If what ye show me be

"That makes more sense."

of the

Ko—! Tok—!

to get my

that

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

a random sword from my dimensional space, I

I would never 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

was set, lifting my head slightly, I

you

Big moves can damage tha place. Whatever

"Sure..."

realizing that it was filled with precious materials and artifacts, I decided to hold back on the

sure about what he wanted exactly, I was still planning on going

"Huuu..."

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

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

extending my right foot back, I

wait didn't last long as not even a couple

me what ye can

—Click!

from Malvil, almost out of instinct, my thumb pushed forward, and a silver streak

followed the silver streak was

split second, I had sheathed and unsheathed my

I looked at Malvil, who wordlessly stared at me with

"..."

"How was it?"

genuinely curious and nervous about his

had put everything in that one strike.

enough to meet his standards?

silence lasted for a brief couple more seconds before

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

made me lose composure slightly as

borderline bored expression on

doubt myself. Was it really that bad?

looked back at Malvil and

you mean

meant was, was that truly tha best ye were capable

"...Yes."

any of my main movements, it would've

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

a sigh before going back

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

of disappointment flashed across

never had too much hope from the beginning, getting told outright that

least tell

leaned on the counter of the shop

the problem with

I wasn't

failures in

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

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

from the novel could help

the side, Malvil picked up an artifact and

long, letting out a sigh, he

do this because

"Please."

I smiled happily.

went straight

put, your swordsmanship be

"A mess?"

ta wield a sword nae

picked another one and repeated the

me

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

bitterly shook my

he was able to tell that I had

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 ye practice be

Malvil paused.

again picked another one and repeated

he put down and looking back at Malvin, I urged him

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