The Over Lord: Rise of the New Lord
swashbuckler

A long passageway was formed under the ground of the royal city of Losborn, approximately five hundred meters deep and it passed through the border wall.

Using the light stone step by step Erza walked carefully, the walls and floors were made of natural stone, moist and slightly mossy, which made the path inside the passage quite slippery.

It was likely that this passageway was deliberately made by the Black Taring group to smuggle their loot items to be taken out without the guards knowing.

"Why until now the security forces of the Losborn kingdom did not know the matter of the Black Taring group."

In fact, everyone in the Losborn kingdom knew of the Black Taring group wandering around, but it was as if they were keeping their mouths shut and the eyes of all of those activities.

At the end of the hallway, Erza had already seen the iron door that became the entrance to the secret room. Erza knocked on the door, a gap opened and someone's eyes appeared to check.

"Show me your identification." Ask the man behind the iron door.

Erza took out a silver piece of identification that showed herself to be a member of the Black Taring group.

"All right, what's your purpose." He asked Erza.

"I have to meet Chairman Dorondo, this is about the man the chairman asked me to look for." The answer.

"I'll tell you, you wait a minute."

There was no need to wait for a long time until the iron door opened and invited Erza to come in to see the Dorondo chairman.

This was the first time Erza had entered the headquarters of the Black Taring bandit branch in the kingdom of Losborn, each room had many luxurious furnishings, including a lounging place and a kitchen to make food.

There were also many members gathered inside the headquarters, they were obviously strong figures who had important positions under the power of the chairman of Dorondo.

Erza was directed deeper into a special room and the man who delivered Erza knocked on the door.

"Chairman, I've brought this woman."

"Bring him in." Dorondo's orders from the inside.

"Good chairman."

Inside the room, the middle-aged man with a moustache and bushy bewok on his face was being accompanied by three naked women.

Of course Erza could not think of, what positive activities did the chairman Dorondo do with three women without clothes anyway.

"So Erza, did you find that guy."

"Sorry chairman Dorondo, the account has been going around the city and asked all the merchants who saw the incident, they said if he was just a wanderer and might have already left the royal city of Losborn." Erza said she gave a report.

"That's what."

"I think what the merchants say has a point." Erza assured.

"Why should the information from the other members be different from yours, they say that the person who foiled the assassination plot of princess Siva had some connection to the red tiger clan."

Erza was surprised, she should have realized that there were a lot of people who were ordered by the Dorondo chairman to look for information. Erza also has to find the right reason to escape the problem.

"Sorry chairman Dorondo, I haven't asked the red tiger clan yet, you should know that finding the information of the four great clans is difficult." Erza answered with reason.

But it doesn't look if Dorondo is angry ..."It's okay, for now I'm in a good mood."

"Once again I'm sorry, chief." Erza just bowed obediently.

Dorondo gestured for all the women to come out, leaving only himself and also Erza.

"You're approaching Erza." Call Dorondo.

Dorondo looked at her from toe to head, a gaze of currency made Erza uncomfortable.

But Erza had no other choice, she could not refute Dorondo's orders, even if it had to fight back, the chance to win was impossible.

He also pulled Erza's body to sit on his lap, Erza tried to fight and rebel but Dorondo's strength was far above him.

"You have a nice body, if you lengthen your hair, you'll look really pretty." Dorondo said with a lustful look.

Just now Dorondo was intending to unbutton Erza's clothes, a commotion was heard from outside the room.

*******

Raynor was already surrounded by twenty armed men, they were martial experts of the early to late stage soul mastery level.

There was not the slightest bit of fear for Raynor, as he himself was quite confident of being able to defeat them easily.

"Little boy you dare to challenge us huh !!!?."

"You know, here's the lion's den, you're nothing more than a cat, so don't be as careful as you are."

"If you immediately prostrate for mercy, we can release you to leave."

"That's right, however we are bandits."

Raynor shook his head, hearing all the insignificant rants they said.

"Is that all you want to say ?."

"What do you mean ?."

Highlight Raynor's eyes showed a strong aura of intimidation, for those with a weak mentality certainly felt trembling legs and began to shorten their breath.

"Now let me do the talking, if you love life, you better not block my path." Raynor said calmly.

"What the fuck, you think we're gonna be scared of your threats."

The deep energy aura pressure that Raynor had was far above all the surrounding keroco-class bandits, so some people preferred to retreat instead of fighting Raynor.

"I warn you again."

"By the way you're a boy..." One person who did not care about Raynor's threat swung a sword.

The burst of energy formed the form of a red tiger that roared loudly, this was the power of the tiger king soul control technique belonging to the red tiger clan.

The fourteen people who had surrounded Raynor earlier, one by one fell unconscious and convulsed with foaming mouths, as they watched for themselves the huge figure of the tiger behind Raynor's body.

The ability of the intimidation aura technique that attacks the opponent's mentality is an effective thing to defeat many people in one use.

But three people could still be conscious even though the effects of the mental pressure made him tremble violently.

"That's a technique belonging to the red tiger clan, who you really are."

"I?, just a hobbyist who takes care of other people's business." Raynor replied with a slight smile.

After answering the man's question Raynor slammed a single punch for the three of them, even if just using those bare hands was enough to make a late stage soul master level martial artist faint.

Not long after Raynor had defeated the twenty men, there now appeared a large, jet-black man with a scar on his face.

Raynor knew that if this one figure possessed considerable strength, a mid-stage earth comprehension level martial expert, was the same as Raynor's current achievement.

The man who came was shocked when he saw all his men lying on the ground, but one strange thing to think about was that their opponent was no more a young boy.

"Who are you?, how dare you make a scene in this place and beat up my men." The man got angry and walked forward with sharp eyes.

"Indeed I should ask them your men or not?, They started first and I just defended myself." Raynor doesn't care.

"Don't you see I have a scar on my face." His face was shown in front of Raynor.

"What is the importance of your wounds to me."

"You should know, this wound I got when fighting the king of the red wolf of the Jatilowa forest, fought desperately for two days and two nights until the red wolf king left knowing he couldn't fight me." Answer with arrogance.

"Just because of that, you're assuming that I'll care ?."

Raynor walked forward in annoyance, she heard a useless story from a man who interrupted her time to go to Erza's place.

The man swung his empty hand towards Raynor's head, but Raynor quickly held back easily, pulling him forward and releasing a hard slap into the big man's cheek.

He refused to believe it, but the fact that the pain in the cheek was really there, the shape of Raynor's palm was still markedly red.

"You dared to slap me, just so you know, the king of the red wolves just left for fear of fighting me but you...." Words ceased.

Before he could finish speaking, Raynor again slapped a hard slap for the second time on the other cheek, between left and right with a red five-finger signature.

"One more time you talk, I'm making you sorry."

"You're the one who's going to regret it for making me angry, and I'm not even afraid of fighting the king of wolves, you're just a kid."

"You think I believe all your stories." Raynor's reply got angry.

Now not only did the slap float on the cheek, fist, foot kick, even as Raynor was about to slash it with a sword, the man prostrated asking for mercy.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry young master, I only lied about the story if I fought the wolf king alone, this wound was actually from slipping and accidentally falling in the river."

"Of course I know you're lying, the claws of the king of the red wolf can't possibly give you a small wound like the one on your face, once the king of the red wolf attacks, it's certain you'll pass."

"Where do you know young master."

"And just so you know, I was the one who killed the king of the red wolf, all alone." Raynor.

Raynor left all those who could not possibly fight back, even the big, jet-black man with a scar on his face, instantly fainted from the pain of a slap.