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

soon came back with an object covered by a white cloth.

eyes instantly lit

he planning on giving me a

to beat with

directly handed me

"Take it."

"Is this..."

"Yes, it's a sword."

My eyes lit up.

cloth covering it. Once

of the sword, my

gaze between the

supposed

"Correct."

nodded with an amused smirk

'Is this a joke?'

in my hand, I didn't know what

the sword, I didn't think he would bring me an old blunt sword that looked like

"Huuu.."

There had to be a good reason for

why you gave

crossed,

you wanted to improve your

"Yes."

was exactly what I asked

this crappy sword going

want ta get stronger, tha sword

the sword,

how ta properly control your power. From how broken your previous sword was, I can tell that yer nae efficiently using

worn-out sword, he placed it on the table and pointed towards the right side of it, where a large

shou''ve cushioned a bit o' tha damage by either

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

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

came to

"I understand."

finger on the sword he had given me, I realized what his intention was

trying my best not to crack the sword, he was trying to get me to improve the way

and more efficient ones. As well as

my sword should never break. Once I achieved that, it meant

"Thank you."

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

"What are you doing?"

"...Ah?"

I tilted my head.

hand,

"Put that down."

"W-whhat?"

the blunt sword in my

to use

it breaks due

this was the first time I was trying this method, I'd be in trouble if the sword

for me, Malvil did not seem to care, as he

again once I die of old

"..."

again, I

trying to send me on the battlefield with just one

"Seriously?"

sword, Malvil put it in his

reassurance, if ye do it that way, ye'll be forced ta improve since your

"...ugh, alright, fine."

gave

my benefit. If what he said really worked, then I might as well just follow

you for

finish speaking, Malvil once

what be

"I'm leaving."

Malvil an

be doing? Since I had already gotten

hand, Malvil opened his palm and

achievements points for the sword,

"..."

moment, I

WHIIIII—! WHIIIII—!

the sirens started to

face darkened. Putting both of his hands on my back, he pushed me

me back once you come back from

me out of the building, I

wait, I need something

"What is it?"

He shouted in annoyance.

minding his

can you perhaps

***

Dosha! Dosha! Dosha!

rain continued to plummet down from the sky, obstructing everyone's

"How is the situation?"

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