The Over Lord: Rise of the New Lord
big and hard

If morning Raynor and Sania took the time to practice the meditation technique of the eternal frozen world, and when noon they both went to the hut up the hill with Lamo and Sisha.

Raynor who had just formed a slab of pamor metal now had to do forging, but it was not as easy as swinging a hammer, because there were quite a lot of things for Raynor to learn in practicing forging.

Like yesterday, on the rock near the cottage there was already a woman sitting enjoying the atmosphere, even though in fact the woman was just too bored because she waited too long.

"Are you just up." Raynor said hello.

But he was shown a serious face and breathed a heavy breath before answering... "You wish I had just arrived?, I've been waiting here for more than two hours."

"I'm sorry, there's so much to do." Raynor was uncomfortable.

"Constipation problem ?." Reply Erza.

"No, that's a different story. Because every morning from now on I have to give Sania a little practice." Answer Raynor.

"All I know is, Miss Sania is much higher than your level, but why do you have to teach her."

"Ho ho ho, you know, because I'm such a genius, no one in the world is capable of surpassing my knowledge." Saying with pride.

In the end there was no one to believe, they rejected Raynor's words despite the fact that it was true, in this world of nowhere, there was no one presence that surpassed knowledge in the martial field.

"Let's not fantasize much, we have to work, you pay me and I don't want to eat a blind salary." Erza shies away from Raynor's conversation.

"You don't believe Erza?, but I'm telling you the truth..."

There was no answer from Erza, she immediately entered the hut so as not to be forced to answer Raynor's question at will.

"Let's just calm uncle I believe." Sisha raised a hand excitedly.

"Thank you, you're actually a good girl, if you don't call me uncle."

When everything is prepared, the metal slabs they take out of the container. Erza and Sania who knew nothing about the pamor metal, both of them stared excitedly.

"So this is the metal you want to make Raynor's weapon on." Sania asked.

"Yes, I'm sure this is going to be an incredible weapon."

"Aren't you able to get the best sword out of platinum metal, but why bother making it yourself."

"I have two reasons, First I want to learn how to make weapons, and secondly, as you know, metal is much stronger than platinum."

"Why can you say that." Sania was curious.

"Don't be surprised miss Sania, the pamor metal has many advantages that exceed platinum metal, one of which is the sword of the pamor metal will be sharper and stronger when used for a long time, the, the more blackened in his sword eyes the sharper it will be used." Now the answer they wanted came directly from Mr. Lamo.

All weapons made of any metal will have time to become blunt and they must be sharpened again. But different for weapons of pamor metal, where more and more weapons receive a punch, it will strengthen every metal element in the weapon.

Erza's eyes were fixed on the large metal plate in front of her.

"So Raynor, what kind of weapon do you want to make." Erza asked because she wasn't sure the slab was so big for just one weapon.

Smile Raynor before answering..."Good question, I want to make a large and hard sword, to be able to split the mountain with one swing."

"I'm also seriously answering." Raynor.

"But are you sure Lord Raynor, at least a heavy and large sword is very difficult to use, some martial arts experts prefer light swords so as not to interfere with their movements." Now it was Mr. Lamo's turn to ask.

In the martial world it is true, choosing a weapon will have an effect on their fighting ability. Of course not just anyone could use a large and heavy sword, because they knew the flaws of that sword.

But Raynor has the answer...

"Why do unnecessary moves, if I can defeat the enemy with just one swing."

"Yes that's right." Mr. Lamo himself was confused by Raynor's way of thinking.

Mr. Lamo even felt astonished that the weapon they were about to make weighed over a hundred kilos.

He had already made many weapons at the request of martial experts, but of the many experts, only Raynor had a simple way when thinking about how the weapons for him to use.

"All right, let's start, Mr. Raynor." Said Mr. Lamo.

The sound of hammers clanking loudly, flames burning hot from inside the furnace, inside the forging hut of weapons there were only three people.

Erza, who was the jockey for the manual fan tool to start the fire when the metal was heated, Raynor who was ready to swing a big hammer to form a weapon, and Mr. Lamo watched them both.

From inside the furnace Raynor remove a slab of metal pamor that glows red after being roasted. Measuring two meters long and half a meter wide, the hammer was struck to compact the metal into smaller ones.

Erza did not comment much on Raynor's plans with her weapons, she was only tasked with lighting the fire getting bigger in order to heat up enough to bake the pamor metal slab.

Mr. Lamo gives advice on how to forge the good and right to produce the best eye blades, including forming the form of Senjaya to be pleasing to the eye.

Raynor's physical strength was really tested to swing the hammer all day, Moreover, the strong metal armor was incredible, even in hot conditions it was still very hard.

Making a sword is not easy, it takes patience and perseverance in swinging the hammer, little by little, slowly but surely. If Raynor forges too hard then the weapon will crack, but if it hits it too soft then it will not be finished.

Work hours are over....

Erza rushed out to get some fresh air after a day of cranking up the manual fan tool and feeling the overwhelming heat inside the hut.

All the sweat soaked her face and clothes, transparent enough for anyone to see the form of black underwear Erza was wearing.

"I'm living again." Erza breathes a sigh of relief.

"Are you okay Erza." Sania came and asked.

"It's no problem, I'm still fine."

Sania knew Erza was working hard to earn money and give her a little help..."Drink up, Erza."

Sania gave a cup of water, without the stale Erza took it and downed it all. For a moment Erza lightened her body, took a deep breath and exhaled full of pleasure.

"Miss Sania do you know who the person in this picture is." Erza showed me a paper she took out of the bag.

But complicated on Sania's face when she saw the appearance of someone depicted in Erza's paper.