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?"

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

expression,

kinds o' swordsmanships. If

"That makes more sense."

of the greatest blacksmith's of the

Ko—! Tok—!

on the table to get

just because ye helped me, dinna assume that it will affect me judgment. I'm very strict

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

random sword from my dimensional space, I rested it

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

I was set, lifting my head

show you a regular

a regular move. Big moves can damage tha place. Whatever damage ye

"Sure..."

that it was filled with precious materials and

wanted exactly, I was still planning on going all

"Huuu..."

sword and calmed my mind. Closing my eyes,

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

right foot back, I awaited Malvin's

not even a couple of

what ye

—Click!

out of instinct, my

the silver streak was

second, I had sheathed and unsheathed my sword at

my head, I looked at Malvil, who wordlessly stared at me with his

"..."

"How was it?"

genuinely curious and

in that one strike.

enough to meet his standards? I

couple more seconds before Malvil opened his mouth. His

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

words made me lose composure slightly

and almost borderline bored expression on his face was what did it for

me doubt myself. Was it really

my composure, I looked back at Malvil

you mean that's

truly

"...Yes."

didn't use any of my main movements, it would've made no difference to

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

up, Malvil let out a sigh before going back to the entrance of the shop. I followed

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

of disappointment flashed across

too much hope from the beginning, getting told

at least tell me

and leaned on the counter of the shop where Malvin stood

problem with

I wasn't

many failures in

single failure or rejection wasn't going to make me lose myself. Rather, it was best for me to understand why I had failed so that I

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

the novel could help me with this

side, Malvil picked up an artifact and cleaned

letting out a sigh,

do this because ye be

"Please."

I smiled happily.

his eyes, Malvin went

your swordsmanship be a

"A mess?"

have just learned how ta wield a sword

another one and repeated the same

he eyed me from the side

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

shook my

in the world. With just one glance, he

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

Malvil paused.

again picked another

down and looking back

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