The Over Lord: Rise of the New Lord
don't call me uncle

Just as the little girl promised to take Raynor to her father's place, of course Sania went with them, because she did not want to leave Raynor, nor would Raynor be troubled if Sania was not around.

"Little girl what's your name."

"I'm Sisha, who is this uncle and sister ?."

"Why do you call me uncle and Sania beautiful sister, do I look that old."

Sania covered her mouth to hide her laughter after hearing Sisha's words as she mocked Raynor.

"Call me handsome brother, or Ray's brother, that's better."

"That feels weird, I'd rather call uncle uncle uncle."

Raynor hears a call from Sisha..."Whatever."

Sisha was the daughter of a former weapons forging expert, she was only five years younger than Raynor, but could feel the palms of such a small girl were so rough, he said, Sisha showed the life struggle of a child so hard.

Sisha took them to the southeastern border of the royal city of Losborn, where the place Raynor came to was a slum or where the exiles lived.

This is where the harshest territory of the royal city of Losborn is, they must survive at all costs even if it is a crime.

It can be seen that almost all residents in the slums are made of rattan woven, there are also their jobs only limited to haulage workers, small traders, prostitutes, beggars, robbers, hitmen and slave trades.

A girl as small as Sisha had to live in such a cruel place, but this was the reality, Sisha had to be able to accept it without the right to bid.

Every look was on Raynor and Sania, those bandits who had bad intentions for anyone to earn money.

But it was certain that no one dared to harass Sania, where they knew that if it was done, they would get into trouble from the red tiger clan.

"Our uncle has arrived."

Raynor and Sania are taken to a rundown house that almost collapsed, no windows or doors including hollow roofs on all sides. More like wooden slabs arranged to be square, but a little similar to parallelogram.

If a cattle is put into this house, it will refuse and prefer to sleep in a cage, because there is no difference between the house of Sisha and a cage.

Sisha also never minded to lock the door, because no precious treasure could be stolen from their home, if any thief came, then the thief would feel sorry for himself.

In front of the house, Sisha immediately ran in excitedly. Raynor and Sania were still waiting outside.

"Dad... Fathering... Look I got a lot of money." Shouted Sisha with a happy voice.

It was then that a thin old man stepped out slowly from inside the room, although it could not be called a room, just a barrier to separate the house into two parts.

"Why are you yelling at Shisa."

"Dad see this, there's an uncle buying our knives with gold coins."

Sisha's father was stunned, the old eye glittered and almost cried when he saw the ten pieces of gold coins given by his son.

"Miracle, who gives this much money, he's very generous."

"The uncle who gave you this money is outside."

"Bring them in Shisa."

Hearing Sisha and her father's voice, Raynor simply smiled to himself with complicated feelings.

"I told you not to call me uncle."

Sania who was still laughing saw Raynor's expression start patting him on the shoulder and said "Here you go, he's just a kid, so don't get mad uncle."

"You're also Nia, don't call me uncle."

"Let's go in."

For a man who has just one daughter, Sisha's father is too old, either because she married in old age or something else happened to her body.

"I'm sorry, benefactor, for coming to a shanty place like this."

"Don't think about it, sir, and I have reason to meet you."

Before Raynor mentioned her goal, Sisha came up with three cups of water to give as a treat.

"It's water for uncle and sister beautiful." Sisha said with a smile full of innocence.

"Thank you and please don't call me uncle, I'm only five years older than you, little girl." Said an uncomfortable Raynor to his call.

"Good, uncle."

"Ah, forget it." Just heard Sisha's call.

Sisha's father mentioned himself by the name of Lamo, a former apprentice weapon forging expert from the red earth continent.

"Sorry if we only have water for you sir."

"It's enough, Mr. Lamo, don't bother yourself."

"Well what is the purpose for you to come to our home young master."

Raynor pointed out the knife he had bought from Sisha earlier and said.

"After seeing this knife, I'd like to ask you to make me a sword." Raynor answered with a smile.

Lamo laughed, laughing at himself knowing that Raynor's goal was impossible for him to do.

"Sorry young master, not that I am unwilling to accept your request, but with the condition that I am in right now, lifting even a small hammer I am unable, what else to make a sword." Lamo replied with mixed feelings.

Hearing if it was a condition that made Lamo difficult to make weapons, of course something happened to him.

"May I see your condition, if it's still within my means, I'll treat you."

"Don't give me hope sir, it's been five years since this disease gnawed at my body, all my treasure was used up for treatment, but the results are not there." The old man was very calm with a heavy smile.

"Therefore I want to make sure that what your disease is like."

Sania had no idea if Raynor had the knowledge to treat someone, it was certainly too incredible, as if everything could be done by him.

The old man was lying on a straw bed, Raynor holding hands and draining a little inner energy to enter through the nerves.

As if he already knew something, Raynor just shook his head, showing feelings of regret and heaviness to speak.

Raynor can understand the state experienced by Lamo, the flow of energy in a very chaotic where there is heavy damage in the vital part, a miracle because it is able to survive up to five years against this disease. And that lamo's thin body was consumed by the disease he suffered, anyone saw they could think that Lamo was like an undead.

"If we met three years ago, I'm still able to heal you sir, but for now, I'm only able to extend the time so that this disease doesn't take your life any time soon."

"Ah. as it is." The man had no regrets after hearing Raynor's words, as if he had resigned to the condition he had suffered.

Lamo's face did not show any remorse, he smiled and then laughed out loud.

"So in the end I was the one who lost this disease."

"Why does anyone look happy sir." Sania saw no fear from Lamo's eyes.

The smile on the old face was so indicative that something was making him happy.

"Princess Sania, death for most people is fear, they fear if they lose everything they have. But for someone like me who feels pain and suffering every time he breathes, death is like a deliverance from this suffering, it's just...."

Davendra in the body of Raynor is indeed a supreme ruler who lives in the martial way. Misery is natural for everyone. Those who are unable to fight against their own destiny will not be able to change their lives.

"Sisha is the only reason why I have to survive to this day, otherwise, it has been a long time since I have chosen to hang myself on the guava tree." Lamo said calmly.

He said so with a smiling expression but like wanting to cry, the man did not even know what to be happy or sad about. He has long since resigned himself to the situation.

"Master, I can promise you something, teach me how to forge weapons, then I pay three hundred gold coins at least for your son's future." Raynor took out a bag full of gold coins from under his clothes.

Raynor was indeed a supreme ruler, but the matter of making a weapon he never understood, all the weapons he had were the result of spoils or relics.

"A little boy like you says something heavy, but maybe it's destiny." Lamo gave a gentle look.

Lamo accepts Raynor's request, knowing that after she dies, Sisha will live alone, but with all the money it will be the last gift to her son.