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

not last for long; within five minutes of leaving, he soon came back with an

eyes instantly lit

he planning on giving me

heart started to beat with

before me, Malvil directly handed

"Take it."

"Is this..."

"Yes, it's a sword."

My eyes lit up.

soon unwrapped the white cloth covering it. Once I unwrapped it, just as Malvil had said, a sword appeared in

the sight of the sword, my mouth opened

between the sword and

I supposed to use

"Correct."

with an amused smirk on

'Is this a joke?'

the sword in my hand, I didn't know

not have high expectations when he brought out the sword, I didn't think he would bring me an old blunt sword that looked like

"Huuu.."

There had to be a

you

arms crossed, Malvil

you wanted to improve your swordsmanship, is

"Yes."

what I

was this crappy sword

ta get stronger, tha sword be

at the

I can tell that yer nae

on the table and

result o' ye parrying incorrectly. Ye shou''ve cushioned a bit o' tha damage

to me, my head subconsciously nodded

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

came to

"I understand."

me, I realized what his intention was when he

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

efficient ones. As well as more

break. Once I achieved that, it meant that

"Thank you."

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

"What are you doing?"

"...Ah?"

I tilted my head.

hand, Malvil coldly

"Put that down."

"W-whhat?"

at the blunt sword in my

allowed to use that

it breaks due

I'd be in trouble if the sword broke, even more so if many

did not seem to care, as

see you again

"..."

I was

me on the battlefield with just one

"Seriously?"

put it in

ye do it that way, ye'll be forced ta improve

"...ugh, alright, fine."

gave up

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

for today,

could finish speaking, Malvil once

be

"I'm leaving."

Malvil

doing? Since I had already gotten the sword, it was

hand, Malvil opened his palm and pinched

80 achievements points for the sword,

"..."

moment, just a moment, I envisioned

WHIIIII—! WHIIIII—!

armour protected Malvil, the sirens started to ring at the exact

of his

back once you come back from this

he could push me out of

I need something

"What is it?"

He shouted in annoyance.

minding his attitude, I

you perhaps

***

Dosha! Dosha! Dosha!

plummet down from the sky, obstructing everyone's

"How is the situation?"

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