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?"

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

my expression,

If what ye show me be nae something worth me

"That makes more sense."

one of the greatest blacksmith's of the world, they

Ko—! Tok—!

on the table to

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 by the side of

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 a

move. Big moves can damage tha place. Whatever damage

"Sure..."

with precious materials and artifacts, I decided to hold back

about what he wanted exactly, I was

"Huuu..."

hand on the sheath of the sword and calmed my

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

right foot back, I awaited Malvin's

not even a couple of seconds after I spoke, Malvil gave

me what

—Click!

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

the silver streak was a subtle clicking

a split second, I had sheathed and

I looked at Malvil, who wordlessly stared at

"..."

"How was it?"

genuinely curious and nervous about his

that one strike. I felt incredibly good about that

enough to meet

more seconds before Malvil opened his mouth. His voice,

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

words made me lose composure slightly

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

it really that bad? Was my

composure, I looked back at Malvil and

you mean

was that truly tha best ye

"...Yes."

my main movements, it would've made no difference

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

back to the entrance of the shop. I followed from

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

disappointment flashed

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

least

katana back and leaned on the counter of

was the problem with my

I

failures

me lose myself. Rather, it was best for

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

could help me with

at me from the side, Malvil picked up an artifact and

letting out a sigh, he opened

because

"Please."

I smiled happily.

his eyes, Malvin went straight to the

your swordsmanship

"A mess?"

learned how ta wield

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

eyed me from the side of

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

bitterly shook my

one of the best blacksmiths in the world. With just one glance, he was

for that little bit o' time. I can tell from your rank that yer talented, an' that tha

Malvil paused.

again picked another one

he put down and looking back at Malvin, I urged

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