The Author's POV

Chapter 309

—Clang! —Clang!

Following Ghorlorz, soon the sound of metal being pounded sounded. The air became hotter, and the pungent smell lingering in the atmosphere became even more pervasive. My face twisted slightly as a result.

"That is t—Clang!"

The heavy sound of the metal being pounded became louder as we neared the location. As a result, I had a hard time understanding what Ghorlorz was trying to say.

"What did you say!"

I raised my voice.

"What I'm trying to—Clang!"

Once again, his voice was drowned out by the sound of metal being pounded. Finally, fed up, Ghorlorz grabbed my shoulder and pointed towards the distance where an enormous building stood.

"Is that the place?"

I slowly mouthed with my mouth, to which he nodded his head.

Raising my hand and giving him an 'OK' sign, I saluted Ghorloz and separated from him. The only reason why he was accompanying me was because he wanted to apologize for his earlier actions.

He didn't actually need his weapon repaired, so once he brought me to the location, we separated.

Arriving before the large building, I put my hand on the handle of the glass door and pushed it open.

Ci— Clank—!

Entering the building, the heat intensified, and droplets of sweat started to fall from the side of my face.

The interior of the building followed a minimalistic style. There were no signs of any other decorations besides a reception and a couple of sofas. Behind the reception was a young dwarven girl who greeted me with a smile.

"Welcome, what would you—"

"It's you human."

Just as she was about to greet me, she was cut off by another dwarf. Instantly her eyes opened wide, and she bowed her head.

"S-sir Malvil!"

"Malvil?"

Hearing a familiar voice, I turned my head and spotted Malvil, the blacksmith I had met before.

Wiping his forehead with a white towel, he dropped it by the reception counter and asked.

"What be ye doing here?"

Tapping on my bracelet, I flashed my worn down sword.

"Trying to get this fixed."

To be honest, the sword was not very good, and the only reason I was using that was because I did not know that we were about to face a war.

I would've bought a new one if I had known.

Taking the sword, Malvin scowled as he examined it. Slashing it around, the scowl on his face grew. Turning his head, he asked.

"You want ta get this trash fixed?"

"...Yes."

Though true, his words were a bit harsh.

"Hmm, it's pretty heavily damaged."

"Fought quite a bit."

Killed seventeen demons and a baron ranked one with it. This was only natural.

—Clank! —Clank!

Tossing the sword to the side as though it was garbage, Malvin's face became serious. Turning to face me, he suddenly asked.

"Do ye really want ta improve your swordsmanship?"

Seeing how serious he was, my back straightened.

"Yes! "

No ounce of hesitation was in my voice when I answered.

What kind of question was that?

Of course, I wanted to. Recalling what I had been through for the pasts few months, my mind became even firmer.

Never again did I want to feel so helpless!

Malvil and I locked eyes for the next couple of seconds before he sighed and turned around.

"Alright, wait for me here."

"Hm? Where are you going?"

already disappeared to the back. Looking at the

back with an object covered

eyes instantly

on giving me a

to beat

Malvil directly handed me the

"Take it."

"Is this..."

"Yes, it's a sword."

My eyes lit up.

and feeling it in my hand, I soon unwrapped the white cloth covering it. Once I unwrapped it,

of the sword, my mouth opened

my gaze between the sword

I supposed to

"Correct."

amused smirk on

'Is this a joke?'

my hand, I didn't know what to

think he would bring me an old blunt sword that looked like it could crumble at

"Huuu.."

breath, I calmed myself down. There

I ask why you

his arms crossed, Malvil

you if you wanted to

"Yes."

exactly what I

crappy sword

get stronger,

at the sword,

sword, ye will learn how ta properly control your power. From how broken your previous sword was, I can tell that

on the table and pointed towards the right side of it, where

was most likely a result o' ye parrying incorrectly. Ye shou''ve cushioned a bit o' tha damage by either moving tha

to Malvil's words attentively, unbeknownst to me, my head subconsciously nodded every time

said, though harsh, was correct. What shocked me the most was that he was able to

long, I came to a sudden

"I understand."

given me, I realized what his intention was

was trying to get me to improve the way I

and more efficient ones. As well

as I did those, my sword should never break. Once I achieved that, it

"Thank you."

old sword. However, before I could do that, I was stopped by Malvil,

"What are you doing?"

"...Ah?"

I tilted my head.

hand,

"Put that down."

"W-whhat?"

blunt sword in my

allowed to use

if it breaks due

method, I'd be in trouble if the

not seem to

luck, I'll see you again once I die

"..."

again, I

he really trying to send me on the battlefield with

"Seriously?"

my sword, Malvil put

best way ta fight be ta fight wi'out reassurance, if ye do it that way, ye'll be

"...ugh, alright, fine."

gave

was doing was for my benefit. If what he said really worked, then I

for today,

finish speaking, Malvil once

what be

"I'm leaving."

Malvil an odd

gotten the sword, it

Malvil opened his

80 achievements points

"..."

that moment, for a moment, just a moment, I envisioned a future where Malvin didn't

WHIIIII—! WHIIIII—!

the world's plot armour protected Malvil, the sirens started to ring at the exact moment I envisioned a world

darkened. Putting both of his hands on my

you come

could push me out of

wait, I need

"What is it?"

He shouted in annoyance.

minding his attitude, I

you perhaps give

***

Dosha! Dosha! Dosha!

continued to plummet down from the sky, obstructing

"How is the situation?"

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