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 a little bit too

expression,

I've seen all kinds o' swordsmanships. If what ye show me be nae

"That makes more sense."

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

Ko—! Tok—!

the table to get

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

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

my dimensional space,

hinders my movements when walking. I only took it out whenever

I was set, lifting my head

you a regular

Preferably, a regular move. Big moves can damage tha place. Whatever damage ye cause, it's on

"Sure..."

was filled with precious materials and artifacts, I decided to hold back on the major

what he wanted exactly, I was still planning on going all

"Huuu..."

the sheath of the sword and calmed my

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

my right foot back,

couple of seconds after I spoke,

show me what ye can

—Click!

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

followed the silver streak

split second, I had sheathed and unsheathed

performed one movement, turning my head, I looked at Malvil, who wordlessly

"..."

"How was it?"

asked, genuinely curious and

that one strike. I

I did good enough to meet his

couple more seconds before Malvil

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

lose composure slightly

bored expression on his

making me doubt myself. Was it really that

looked back

do you mean

meant was, was that truly tha best ye

"...Yes."

I didn't use any of my main movements,

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

back to the entrance of the shop. I followed

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

of disappointment flashed across

getting told outright that I didn't make the

you at least tell me

the counter of the shop

was the problem with

I wasn't

faced many failures in

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

was going to reject me again in the future. I knew that

knowledge from the novel could

the side, Malvil picked up an artifact

a

because ye

"Please."

I smiled happily.

Malvin went straight

put, your swordsmanship be

"A mess?"

learned how ta

the artifact down, Malvil picked another one

cleaned, he eyed me from the side

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

bitterly shook

the world. With just one glance, he was

time. I can tell from your rank that yer talented, an' that tha swordsmanship ye practice

Malvil paused.

down, he once again picked another one

put down and looking back

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