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?'

would be

pain I had

my teeth grinding together sounded across

"Huuuu."

deep breath, trying to calm

was a time for everything and now was

getting changed, I headed

Cli- Clank—

priority should be visiting Malvil and seeing how much he

for the elven domain with a new sword, especially since the ones

***

I hated about the fourth

to the

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

to say the

"You're finally here, human!"

of the facility center, Malvil

like he was already there talking to the secretary, and

enough... I was already done a couple of days ago." He grumbled, looking at me with a peeved

"That fast?"

quite annoyed, but I

be blamed, I put all of my focus on training instead of anything else. Though, I was impressed by

"Follow me."

secretary, Malvil brought me to

times that I had been there, it was a mess. With equipment sprawled all over the place and scrap pieces of metal on

was already used to this. Stepping over the garbage,

Thump—

was covered in a thin white cloth

eyes paused on the sword, my

this the completed

while to process the…sword in front of me,

looked nothing like it. Rather, it looked more like a burned

completely nothing that would make it look like a sword, the

me that

never show me

paused there, I looked up to Malvil who was looking at the sword with traces of

forward and tracing it over the body

"How beautiful…"

call that

say those words out loud but I managed to keep my mouth shut throughout

a couple of minutes passed that

that, almost lost myself

with a forceful

what's with

appeared that my face was

hands in a show of peace, I calmly replied, "Nothing. I was just curious if this was the sword that you were planning

"Of course it is."

small hand on the

then pointed towards the long piece

see that this is the frame of the

I could tell

is

behind his back before walking towards another counter and

to walk towards the

glare, he handed

once you do

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

"Now hammer the sword!"

being, I calmed myself down quickly and stared at the sword

was not someone who would joke about things related to his profession, so without wasting any more time, raising my hand which held onto the hammer,

your mana before you

before I could even swing downwards, Malvil's voice traveled through my

"Got it."

channeled all of my mana into the

Vooom—!

embedded on the hammer's side suddenly started to glow, lighting

frame, Malvil shouted, "Now! Hammer the sword right