The Author's POV

Rumble—

With a low rumble, the ground shook and the doors of Henlour opened up.

Without saying anything, we entered the gates.

"Welcome back."

Greeting us at the entrance of the city was another dwarf. By now, most people already knew who we were, and hence, whenever they saw us, they would greet us.

"Thank you."

Greeting them back, we once again entered the city.

Rumble—

It wasn't long before a low rumble sounded again and the gates closed shut behind us.

"Go get some proper rest. We will start our preparations for the elven domain over the next few days."

"Got it."

The first thing we did was go back to our own residences to get changed.

Having stayed in the nearby forests for over a month, everyone needed to get a proper bath.

Although our tents were indeed advanced, they still didn't have showers built in them. As such, whenever someone needed to wash, they would need to go to a nearby river to get cleaned.

Actually, I did briefly pass by Henlour a week ago to talk to Malvil about my sword, so it was only a week for me.

"Huam."

Once I arrived at my residence and separated myself from the others, I headed for the shower.

Turning the valve on, I let the warm water fall on my tired body, which had a couple of scars on them, before i relaxed completely.

Once I was done with the shower, drying my hair with a clean towel, I sat on the bed.

As I sat down, the water droplets that dropped down from my body traced down my toned body before they reached the clean bedsheets, wetting them.

"Let's see if anyone contacted me during all this time."

Opening my desk drawer, I took out my watch and booted it on.

Since there was no signal outside of the city as the dwarves tried to limit most outside communications, I had no idea about what had happened while I was gone.

It wasn't even a moment before a long string of text appeared on my watch. All of them coming from the same individual.

"Oh, Malvil called me."

'Is he finished with the sword?'

Him calling me only meant one thing: the sword was almost ready.

After the incident with Inferno, and after spending nine months improving my swordsmanship, I was finally able to convince him into forging a sword for me.

Not many had such a privilege, and so I was very happy with this development.

"That aside, I also feel much better now that I no longer have the tracking device inside of my head working."

Thanks to Jomnuk's coaching, Ryan was able to develop to the point where he could now easily hack into my chip and tamper with the device.

He could turn it on and off whenever he wanted to. This was a great piece of news to me as I could definitely make do with it in the future.

Especially at the conference where I was going to meet up with the Union.

With the chip tracking device off, they would of course be unable to tell that I was 876, but for sure I was going to let them understand that they had messed with someone extremely petty.

Well, that was granted if the opportunity for it came. If there wasn't, I could just wait for later.

'Right, that fucker will also be there…'

Recalling a certain face inside of my memories, my lips tugged upwards.

'I've still got quite the score to settle with you, don't I?'

there was someone whom I hated much more than the Union, it would be none

pain I had

my teeth grinding together sounded across the

"Huuuu."

took a deep breath, trying to

was a time for everything and now was not that

changed, I headed

Cli- Clank—

should be visiting Malvil and seeing

for the elven domain with a new sword, especially since the ones I have been using weren't the right fit for me. They just broke too

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that I hated about the fourth level, it would without a doubt be

to the earth's core, it was extremely

went there, it would feel as though I was inside a

pleasant, to

"You're finally here, human!"

entering the main building of the facility center, Malvil came to greet me at the

already there talking to the secretary,

I was already done a couple of days ago." He grumbled,

"That fast?"

quite annoyed, but I

focus on training instead of

"Follow me."

the secretary, Malvil

it was a mess. With equipment sprawled all over the place

over the garbage, we

Thump—

cloth onto the table, producing a dull sound, Malvil slowly unfolded

the cloth and my eyes paused on the sword, my

this the completed

process the…sword in front of me, if it

nothing like it. Rather, it

no sharp edges, no grip, and completely nothing that would make it look like a sword, the thing that was in front of me could not even be considered

me

that was impossible. With Malvil's pride, he would never show me something

to Malvil who was looking at the sword with traces

tracing it over the body of the piece

"How beautiful…"

call that

out loud but I managed to keep my mouth shut

of minutes passed that Malvil finally

about that, almost

replied with a

what's with

appeared that my face was

peace, I calmly replied, "Nothing. I was just curious if this was the sword that you were planning on forging for

"Of course it is."

slammed his small hand

towards the long

see that this is the frame of

yes, I could

is

towards another counter and picking up a small white hammer that was adorned with tiny blue, red, and green

proceeded to walk towards the

me one last glare, he

once you do

to me?" I asked, confusion dying my face. Why in the world was he giving me the

"Just take it."

by my question, Malvil shoved the hammer in my hands and pointed

"Now hammer the sword!"

how serious he was being, I calmed myself down quickly and stared at the

that Malvil was not someone who would joke about things related to his profession, so without wasting any more time, raising my hand which

mana before you

even swing downwards, Malvil's voice traveled through

"Got it."

eyes, I channeled all

Vooom—!

suddenly started to glow, lighting up the

towards the metal frame, Malvil shouted,