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?"

even ask, he had already disappeared to

five minutes of leaving, he soon came back with an object covered by a white

eyes instantly

planning on giving me a

heart started to beat with

me, Malvil directly handed me

"Take it."

"Is this..."

"Yes, it's a sword."

My eyes lit up.

the white cloth covering

the sight of the sword, my

gaze between the sword and

I supposed to use

"Correct."

with an amused smirk on his

'Is this a joke?'

my hand,

I didn't think he would bring me

"Huuu.."

down. There had to be a

why you gave me

crossed,

wanted to

"Yes."

was exactly what

crappy sword

stronger,

at the

will learn how ta properly control your power. From how broken your previous sword was, I can tell that yer nae efficiently using it. A good swordsman treats their sword as though

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

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

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

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

came to

"I understand."

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

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

and more efficient ones. As well as more efficient

those, my sword should never break. Once I

"Thank you."

I could do that, I was

"What are you doing?"

"...Ah?"

I tilted my head.

hand, Malvil coldly

"Put that down."

"W-whhat?"

at the blunt sword in my hand, he

use

if it breaks due to

in

not seem to care, as he indifferently

you again

"..."

again, I

me on the battlefield

"Seriously?"

my sword, Malvil put it in

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

"...ugh, alright, fine."

I gave up and

was doing was for my benefit. If what he

for

I could finish speaking, Malvil once again cut

what be

"I'm leaving."

Malvil an odd

would I be doing? Since I had already gotten

his hand, Malvil opened his palm and pinched his

80 achievements points

"..."

moment,

WHIIIII—! WHIIIII—!

world's plot armour protected Malvil, the sirens started to ring at

thinking, Malvin's face darkened. Putting both of his hands on

pay me back once you come back from

me out

wait, I need something

"What is it?"

He shouted in annoyance.

minding his attitude,

can you

***

Dosha! Dosha! Dosha!

down from the sky, obstructing everyone's

"How is the situation?"

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255