The Over Lord: Rise of the New Lord
Re-encounter

After exchanging half of the demon beast soul stone that was inside the storage bag artifact, Raynor walked out of the trade union to take Sisha for a walk.

No matter what Sisha wants, Raynor can buy whatever she wants, including if the store is sold, it can be bought by her.

"What does Sisha want?" asked Raynor.

But Sisha was not interested...."Hmmm no, I don't want anything, as long as I can walk around with uncle, that's enough."

"All right, what if we're looking for something to eat."

"Come ...." Sisha was quite excited by holding Raynor's hand.

Walking around the food stalls and gun shops, the loud noises of some people gathered, made Raynor pause to look at them.

Bald face, brewokan, and face slashed with large wounds, people like this only commit crimes, become bandits, butchers, palmists, and so on, debt collectors or people whose work is unemployed but looks like a landlord.

Wherever such people are, there is always in the story, as a dreaded villain.

"Oi, old man Goma, where are you ?." A rough, heavy and loud voice rang out from the front of the shop.

Once again the buzzing of the table sounded loud all around the store. Everyone watched, stunned and pretending to be unfamiliar. They do not want to get into trouble to deal with people who are brewokan, spooky and bald anyway, of course it becomes the wrong decision. In their lives, each one is deficient.

Everyone knows the position, the lamo neighbors are only additional figures who comment on the story. Moreover, the right left rival, laughed out loud witnessing the misfortune of others.

"I count to three you don't come out, then.., I count to five, if still not out, heh..... I'm home." Rolfo loudly voiced out with a threat while smashing his hands into the table.

"Go home, boss." The one who asked was one of his men, a loyal friend, a fate, a grove of homeland, Warju.

"Go home, but I'm hauling all the stuff in your store." So the explanation of Rolfo who did intend to chew Lamo.

Warju nodded his head, understanding what the big boss of the bandits in the city of Tegalasa meant.

In the city of Tegalasa which has an area of up to 50 kilometers away no one does not know who Rolfo is.

A veteran bandit who has passed around the city of Tegalasa without a single person escaped to be his prey, from traders, security officers, freight forwarders, dressmakers, gun masters, and others, even the king's adjutant, who was hit by a hammer by Rolfo.

Goma also appeared from behind the back door of the shop which became a separate place, for him to rest.

The thin but hard-muscled body of an old man was like a leatherback, black, and dry branches, showing how much Goma had to work.

"Mr Rolfo, yesterday I gave you money, if you still ask for more money now, I can go bankrupt sir." As soon as Goma's answer that was pointing at the face melas full of sweat on his forehead.

"Yesterday it was clean money, and now security money, don't you know that." Rolfo was looking for all kinds of reasons, but the goal was just one of Lamo.

For some people who hire high-powered guards, of course Rolfo will not be too anxious in looking for trouble, because he knows how strong the opponent must be faced.

But that does not mean Rolfo is afraid, under his power as the boss of the Black Taring bandits in the territory of the kingdom of Losborn, there are dozens of men who are ready to attack, if needed. Just need to say 'A' then all sorted out by all of them.

For people like Goma who desperately worked with little income, it was impossible for him to hire hired people. Moreover, the city guards conspired to make a profit with the bandits.

Just an excuse, whether it's security money, cleaning money, or just intend to ask for donations, almost seven days, three to four times. Rolfo or his men always ask for rations that are not deacons.

Immediately a hand coiled in Goma's throat, was lifted by Rolfo without difficulty... "Dear demon, you don't want to give it to me, so I'll take your things."

Sisha who sees how an old man of a gun dealer has to deal with a bandit shows compassion, as she remembers how her father's life used to be.

While still having a full family and a job as a weapons wrought expert in the royal city of Losborn, Sisha's father, Mr. Lamo was often mistreated by bandits.

"Uncle, please, old man." Sisha pleaded with Raynor.

Raynor was not unwilling to help, but once he got into trouble with the bandits, but in the end he also became a suspect.

But seeing Sisha's parched face, Raynor could not refuse her request to help the old gun shop owner of the bandits.

Sure enough, when Rolfo wanted to throw Goma's thin body, a silver black greatsword shot out from the sky and stood right before him.

Rolfo simultaneously released Goma's body and his hands began to tremble, he was shocked instead of artificial, hearing the sound of the coming of the sword like a rock weighing nearly 100 kilos falling violently. if he didn't dodge then Rolfo's hand was broken.

Looking for any direction, who deliberately threw weapons to disrupt their business.

"You mess with the old man, so I'll make sure you never eat again tomorrow." Said a man who was far behind the crowd of people in the middle of Rolfo's activities.

Along with a little girl in his arms, Raynor appears to be the hero of truth.

"If you don't go, then.." Raynor hasn't finished talking.

"You !!!." Rolfo was surprised to see Raynor's presence.

Of course he remembered very well who Raynor was, because one year ago, when they were about to rob him after exiting the trade union, he was, Rolfo was beaten until his hand was broken and must also be caught by the city guards.

It all became a rage for the bandit boss whose name was famous throughout the city of Tegalasa.

"I'm finally seeing you again, son of a bitch*alan." Rolfo said with emotion.

"Wait do you know me ?." Raynor asked, because indeed he could never remember the name of another person properly, especially that person was a man.

"You should remember, how you broke my hand."

"Ah, yes I remember now, but I'm sorry I forgot your name." replied Raynor with a foolish face.

"I don't care if you don't remember my name, because now you're going to die so there's no need to know who I am." Rolfo said furiously.

Rolfo as quickly as possible moved to attack, he was a mid stage soul formation martial expert, naturally with the strength that Rolfo had now quite defeated Raynor.

But it only took one sideways motion to dodge, and Raynor slammed a crushing blow covered in fire energy right into his stomach.

Kneeling Rolfo was unable to move, as if the internal organs in his stomach had been scorched by Raynor's attack. Rolfo's eyes stared up, looking at the figure of a boy who was not just any, he was trembling in fear.

"Quick you go, if you don't..." Raynor showed a palm of fire in front of Rolfo's face.

It was no joke, if Raynor intended to unleash a blow of Rolfo's head fire energy, it was certain that his head would break.