Maybe if I run out of ideas on how to crack it open. Maybe whatever locks are in place might loosen under extreme heat...

[ He does hum though, partially in thought. But he can think about the sword later. For now, there's that bar. ]

I recall seeing that pub around here... there.

[ He's stopped in front of a building, motioning to a sign that reads The Warrior Celt in English. ]

It's on the third floor.