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?"

could even ask, he had already disappeared to the back. Looking at the similarly

he soon came back with an object covered by a white cloth. The outline looked like that of

instantly

on giving me a

to beat with

before me, Malvil directly handed me

"Take it."

"Is this..."

"Yes, it's a sword."

My eyes lit up.

cloth covering it. Once I unwrapped it, just as Malvil had said, a

the sword, my mouth opened

my gaze between the

I supposed

"Correct."

an amused

'Is this a joke?'

hand, I didn't know

he

"Huuu.."

down. There had

ask why you gave me

his arms crossed,

if you wanted to improve your swordsmanship, is

"Yes."

was exactly what

crappy sword going

want ta get stronger, tha

the

your power. From how broken your previous sword was, I can tell that yer nae efficiently using it. A good swordsman

table and pointed towards the right

incorrectly. Ye shou''ve cushioned a bit o' tha damage by

attentively, unbeknownst to me,

was that he was able to point out the flaws with my sword style just by looking

I came to

"I understand."

sword he had given me, I realized what his intention was when he gave it to

crack the sword, he was trying to get me to improve

efficient ones. As well

sword should never break. Once I achieved that, it meant that I had mastered the

"Thank you."

old sword. However, before I could

"What are you doing?"

"...Ah?"

I tilted my head.

hand, Malvil coldly

"Put that down."

"W-whhat?"

blunt sword in my hand, he

use that

what if it breaks due to

the first time I was trying this method, I'd be in trouble if the sword broke, even more so if many demons

did not seem to care, as he indifferently

again

"..."

I

to send me on the battlefield

"Seriously?"

my sword, Malvil put it in his

do it

"...ugh, alright, fine."

gave up and

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

for

finish speaking, Malvil

be ye

"I'm leaving."

gave Malvil an odd

had already gotten the sword, it

opened his

would be 80 achievements points

"..."

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

WHIIIII—! WHIIIII—!

sirens started to ring at the

of his hands on

you

push me out of the

I need

"What is it?"

He shouted in annoyance.

his attitude, I

you perhaps

***

Dosha! Dosha! Dosha!

to plummet down from the sky, obstructing everyone's

"How is the situation?"

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