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

my expression, Malvin

kinds o' swordsmanships. If what ye

"That makes more sense."

greatest blacksmith's of

Ko—! Tok—!

on the table to

dinna assume that it

"...Never thought you would."

"Glad ye know."

random sword from my dimensional space, I rested it by the side of my

with a sword in my waist as it hinders my movements when walking.

set, lifting

show you a regular

Preferably, a regular move. Big moves can

"Sure..."

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

exactly, I was still planning on going

"Huuu..."

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

"Ye ready?"

"I am,"

I replied.

extending my right foot back, I awaited

couple of seconds after I spoke, Malvil gave

show me what ye can

—Click!

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

silver streak was a subtle clicking

split second, I had sheathed and unsheathed my sword

performed one movement, turning my head, I looked at Malvil, who wordlessly stared at me with his arms

"..."

"How was it?"

curious and nervous about

that one strike. I felt incredibly good about that

good enough to

for a brief couple more seconds before Malvil opened

"That's it?"

"H..huh?"

composure

borderline bored expression on his face

really that bad?

composure, I looked back

do you mean

that truly tha best ye were capable

"...Yes."

use any of my main movements, it would've made no difference to someone like

The fundamentals were there.

"I see"

a sigh before going back to the entrance of the

"Excuse me?"

"...What?"

"So, did I fail?"

"You dinna think."

of disappointment

beginning, getting told

least

on the counter

the problem

I wasn't

failures

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

reject me again in the

from the novel could

Malvil picked up an

letting out a sigh, he opened his

do this because ye be

"Please."

I smiled happily.

eyes, Malvin went straight

swordsmanship be

"A mess?"

how ta wield a

another one and repeated the same process

he cleaned, he eyed me from the side of

"Is me analysis wrong?"

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

bitterly shook my

best blacksmiths in the world. With just one glance, he was able to tell that I had only touched

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

Malvil paused.

again picked

looking back at

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