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

grinding together sounded across the

"Huuuu."

a deep breath,

time for everything and

changed, I headed for the door of

Cli- Clank—

and seeing how much he progressed

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

***

was one thing that I hated about the fourth level, it

close to the earth's core, it was

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

to

"You're finally here, human!"

the main building of the facility center, Malvil came to

there talking to the secretary, and only greeted me

was already done a couple of days ago." He

"That fast?"

quite annoyed, but I merely shrugged

put all of my focus on training instead

"Follow me."

to the secretary, Malvil brought me to his

over the place and scrap pieces of metal on the

to this. Stepping over the garbage, we soon paused

Thump—

covered in a thin white cloth

my eyes paused on the sword, my face

this the

in front of me, if it could even

like it. Rather, it looked more like a burned

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

me that he

never show me something like this unless there was

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

over the body of the piece of metal, Malvil

"How beautiful…"

call that

but I managed to

passed that Malvil finally regained himself and coughed

about that, almost

replied with a forceful

what's with that

it appeared that my face was quite obvious

peace, I calmly replied, "Nothing. I was just curious if this

"Of course it is."

small

the

is the

I could tell

ignorance is such

and picking up

then proceeded to walk towards

last glare, he

once you

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

"Just take it."

hammer in my hands and pointed at

"Now hammer the sword!"

just how serious he was 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, I prepared to hit the

mana before you

even swing downwards, Malvil's voice traveled

"Got it."

eyes, I channeled all of my mana into the

Vooom—!

hammer's side suddenly started to glow, lighting up the

that happened, pointing towards the metal frame, Malvil shouted, "Now! Hammer the sword right