Killer King Against Fate!
Chp 07, it's not that easy
"He's the new waitress I picked up on the street." Olav answered, looking at Gilbert's magic sword.
"But she doesn't look like you're picking up, she's Erica loh, a pretty famous female knight." Gilbert said after recognizing Erica.
"Oh you know her as it turns out, I just asked her to be my servant and when she agreed her viewer was like that." Olav.
"No no no, you must have forced her." Gilbert.
"Little." Olav confesses.
"As long as he doesn't cause me any trouble then it doesn't matter." Gilbert didn't want to get involved.
"So what should I do today old man?" Ask Olav.
"I really wanted to teach you the iron printing technique but it's still very fast for you so you started learning weapon formation." Gilbert.
"Oh. the end." Olav was immediately excited.
"I guess you already know how to see me, but I'll keep teaching you." Gilbert said, Take the iron plate that Olav has been hitting for a month.
Olav also took one.
"Use this cylindrical grindstone to form a weapon through its iron plate." Gilbert said he began to rotate the new two meters in diameter using a pedal.
The way it works is almost similar to a bicycle pedal but this uses the gear as a connector to rotate the grindstone or more precisely its super large sharpener.
"If you want to get a stronger weapon then hit it even longer to solidify and remove dirt until I repeat the bones or use steel ingots all at once, but this is just an example so you can sharpen it like this." Gilbert began honing the iron to form a weapon.
Shiying...
The sparks of fire shot downwards as Gilbert began to spin the wheels using his feet along with a large round rock in front of him that swirled eroding the iron plates in his hands.
"Certain weapons that you want but the truth is not that easy to help." Gilbert. "It's okay to be there now it's your turn."
"I just need to sit like this." Said Olav sitting and aligning his legs on a fairly distant ache.
"Try turning the wheel." Gilbert.
"Look- uh hmm..." Olav arrived surprised because turning the wheel was not an easy thing.
Slowly spinning and his end Olav has started to get better at following his swing although it still feels very heavy.
"His push is quite strong so be careful when sharpening your iron." Gilbert.
"okay." Slowly Olav brought his iron plate closer to the appearance of a fire because of the friction between the two.
Shing's. sing...
"How's it?" Ask Gilbert.
"It's not as hard as I imagined." Olav said he enjoyed it.
"Former is still a beginner, the hardest part is here." Gilbert muttered.
An hour later
"So what do you want to do?" Ask Gilbert when he sees Olav's weapons bent here and there and out of nowhere the tip and where the handle.
"So I wanted to make a sword, I didn't expect it to be this difficult." Olav.
"Exercise again I'm sure you'll be able to make it fast." Gilbert shuffled Olav's hair.
"Good." Olav took another iron plate back and began honing it.
Olav kept trying to make a sword inside from morning until noon, when noon Olav came back faster because today he needed to take care of Erica.
"Yes!" Reply Gilbert shouted.
"We're back to Erica's ministry." Olav.
"Good." Erica's face is better than it was this morning but still she looks sad.
"You don't have to be that sad Erica, you'll soon know that serving me is a thousand times better than serving the kingdom." Olav.
"Good." Erica could only answer that and did not take Olav's words seriously.
"Erica, are second-rate knights really that great at fighting?" Asked Olav who also could not stand when people who followed him always put on a lethargic face.
"Of course it's great, I've fought hard to get up to this pank but why?.." Erica momentarily changed her expression before returning lethargic.
"If you're that good, how come you're gonna die this easy?" Asked Olav when the tip of his knife had hurt Erica's neck.
Erica suddenly regained consciousness and blood was already dripping down her neck. "Young master? A0a who the young master did?" Asked Erica.
"I wonder why you could die that easily as Erica?" Olav repeated his question.
"..." - ".Erica could not answer.
"From paying attention to your rank now you better pay attention to your strength, you are a warrior, no matter how high your rank you will not escape death if your abilities are low." Said Olav pulling his knife and each of his sayings were full of emphasis.
"..." for some reason Olav's words immediately penetrated Erica's mind like they weren't the words of a ten-year-old boy but this was like someone who had been in the world of life and death for decades.
"Listen, your life is one, you are commanded to fight not to be a meat shield for the emperor." Olav said a little want to change the way the female knight looks on this one.
"Sorry young master." Erica lowered her head as she felt intimidated for a moment by Olav.
Shuk!
"I don't need a servant who easily bows his head, raise your head, you're my knight from now on." Olav said after he pulled Erica's collar.
"Erica will obey the orders of the young master." Somehow, Erica was confused by the words she put out as if everything just happened and she could not help but submit to Olav.
"Good." Said Olav removing Erica's collar and continuing his journey.
They then continue the journey but somehow to the damn thing that befell Olav today he instead met the boy who bullied him last month.
"Yo Olav, long time no see." Ucao the boy who looks to lead.
"Yes bomber, you're getting fatter after a month did you use your pocket money just to buy a pig?" Reply Olav say hello.
"My name is fucking Bonar! You've been brave enough to mock me well, you guys give him a little lesson." Bonar said annoyedly.
"You're man enough to buy a man who doesn't have any magic talent." Ejek Olav's.
"Oh so you want me to hit you straight away." Said Bonar advancing to stop his members.
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(TL note: The warrior level consists of several levels, namely.
- First level knights.
- Second level knights.
- Commanding officer.
- General.
- Baron Nobility.)