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?'

I hated much more than the Union, it would be

pain I had suffered

grinding

"Huuuu."

breath, trying to

for everything and now was not

up and quickly getting changed, I headed for the

Cli- Clank—

should be visiting Malvil and seeing how much he progressed on

for the elven domain with a new sword, especially since the ones I have been using weren't the right

***

hated about the fourth level,

the

it would feel as though I was inside a

pleasant, to say the

"You're finally here, human!"

building of the facility center, Malvil came to greet

the secretary, and only greeted

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

"That fast?"

sounded quite annoyed, but I

on training instead of anything else. Though, I

"Follow me."

the secretary, Malvil brought me

sprawled all over the place and scrap pieces of metal on the floor, it looked as though a storm had raged inside

Stepping over the garbage, we soon paused in front of a large

Thump—

a thin white cloth

unfurled the cloth and my eyes paused

the

front of me, if it could even be called

like it. Rather, it looked more like

nothing that would make it look like a sword, the thing that was in front of

tell me that he

pride, he would never show me something like this unless there was something more to

who was looking at the sword with traces of satisfaction on his

his finger forward and tracing it over the body of the piece of metal, Malvil muttered to

"How beautiful…"

You call

really wanted to say those words out loud but I

after a couple of minutes passed

that, almost lost

I replied with a

with that

it appeared that my face was quite

replied, "Nothing. I was just curious if this was the sword

"Of course it is."

small hand on the

then pointed towards the long piece

is the frame

yes, I could

ignorance is such a

his back before walking towards another counter and picking up a small white hammer that was adorned with

walk towards the

one last glare, he handed me

understand once you

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

"Just take it."

Malvil shoved the hammer in my hands and pointed

"Now hammer the sword!"

calmed myself

so without wasting any more time, raising my hand which held onto the hammer, I prepared to hit the sword with

your mana before

could even swing downwards, Malvil's voice

"Got it."

channeled all of my mana into

Vooom—!

to glow,

happened, pointing towards the metal frame, Malvil