Chapter 3191 Lie?
Leonel had already expected as much, but he had yet to find a safe place to leave Aina.
Although Aina wasn't truly helpless and she could definitely fight if it came down to it, he would very much prefer that she didn't have to lift a single finger, not with the baby's delivery date just over the horizon.
That was when the door to the blacksmith quarters suddenly opened. Or, rather, the flaps.
It was so hot on the inside that they couldn't stand to have real doors and used these instead for some ventilation.
"Who's there?"
A middle-aged man with half his hair burnt off looked out. He scanned the area before his eyes landed on Aina, and he seemed to understand the situation.
"ELAINE!" he suddenly barked out.
"What the hell are you shouting for!?"
The sound of a valiant woman came from behind them. They looked over to find a home across the cobbled stone street, and Leonel understood the situation as well.
Just as the middle-aged blacksmith was about to explain, Elaine caught sight of Aina as well, and she practically rushed over.
"Come, come, come. We can't let the baby be around these smelly men."
Aina was half pulled, half carried away into the home across the street and couldn't help but chuckle. She gave Leonel a look as though to say good luck before vanishing into the home.
"Alright, pretty boy. Let's go."
Leonel found himself grabbed as well, and soon he was yanked into the forge.
Leonel stood in the billowing heat, looking around. He saw all sorts of levers to one side, hammers to another, and a line of rusted metal rods and sheets lined across a wall to yet another.
He didn't even really know where to start, and the middle-aged man, known as Kammy, wasn't very patient.
Leonel ignored the world and picked up a rusted metal piece to the side and threw it into the opening of the forge. His feet flashed, and he pressed down on several pedals and cranked some levers.
In exactly 87 seconds, he pulled the metal out, and Kammy shook his head. That was
11:15 -
way too soon; Leonel didn't have any patience at all.
!... He didn't even crank the forge up to the right temperature for that...'
Kammy's voice trailed off as Leonel slammed the metal onto an anvil, striking down from above.
His muscles rippled and sparks flew.
He gave the metal three rhythmic BANGS before tossing it back into the forge and cranking the levers once again.
His left foot moved onto the pump and rapidly pressed down. Billowing hot wind was pumped into the forge again, and after another 93 seconds, Leonel pulled it out and
repeated the process.
Kammy watched in silence as Leonel did this again and again, and at some unknown point, the forge reached a perfect equilibrium.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
The molten metal began to emit a blinding red glow.
Using the anvil as a guide, Leonel began to sculpt with his blows, curving the metal
around its horn.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Leonel's eyes glowed, and red-gold sparks danced.