Fredrinn Firecrown: The Weakest Villain

A few miles away from the estate.

Roland and Marcus frowned when they sensed the fluctuations of Qi in the distance.

"They are still fighting on the western side! The enemy has yet to reach the main mansion. Those two should be fine..." Marcus muttered with a solemn look.

"I hope you're right. Living would be meaningless without them…" Roland could only hope that Fredrinn and Margaret were still alive.

The two increased their speed. Their figures blurred left afterimages.

By the time they arrived at the western wall, the two armies were still in battle.

"Go and find them! I will destroy their siege weapons first!" Marcus shouted before he went in another direction.

"Alright."

Roland rushed to the destroyed gate with an anxious look on his face. The ground was littered with corpses and puddles of blood.

He scanned the area with his spiritual perception to search for his son and wife. 'Where are you two?!'

A moment later, he finally found Fredrinn. His son's body was bathed in flames and he was like a fierce beast when he attacked his enemy.

To his amazement, Fredrinn was actually fighting a Nascent Soul martial practitioner!

After a moment of shock, Roland immediately tapped his foot and jumped into the sky.

"You have done well holding, my son. Leave the rest to me." He muttered as he descended and landed next to Fredrinn.

His sudden appearance stunned Fredrinn and Blake.

"Father!"

Roland smiled. He was glad that he made it in time. He noticed that Fredrinn was not in good condition. If he had come a little later, something bad would have happened to Fredrinn.

"You have a lot of explaining to do when all this is over. For now, you should go and help the others. They won't be able to hold on for much longer." Roland patted his son's shoulder with a proud smile.

Fredrinn deactivated the Brilliant Flame Integration and the Blazing Inferno Domain.

"Mom is in the hiding place together with the non-combatants. You can fight without worry, father."

Roland sighed in relief. "Go. I'll take care of this lad."

Fredrinn nodded and left.

Roland turned his head and looked at Blake with an ice-cold gaze. "You have surprised me, Blake Blackcrow. It seems like you have inherited your father's talent. Unfortunately, your family made a terrible mistake."

Blake frowned at his words. Roland's presence here means that his father and the others have failed in their task. Thinking about this, an expression of unease and fear flashed in his eyes. "Sir Roland, we don't want to become enemies with your family. We only retaliated because you kidnapped my brother and sister. If you release them, I will retreat with my troops."

Hearing this, Roland smirked. "You are just like your father. He also tried to talk his way out when he realized that he was losing." He muttered in a mocking tone.

Blake's face darkened. Roland was in the intermediate stages of the Nascent Soul so there was a huge difference in their strength. Fighting Roland would only get him killed.

"Are you planning to escape?" A cold voice suddenly drifted into his ears.

Blake's expression fell. There was another expert besides Roland! He didn't even need to turn around to know who it was.

'Dammit! Even the old man is here! There is no more hope for me to escape…' Blake threw his axe and raised his arms in surrender.

"A wise choice. Now, tell your men to surrender." Marcus chuckled when he saw this. Unlike Reynard who was very stubborn, Blake knew when to give up.

Blake sighed in his heart.

"Warriors of my Blackcrow Household! Throw down your weapons! We have lost the war!"

Blake's words echoed in the western side of the estate. The martial practitioners of the Blackcrow Household were shocked.

"What?! How could this be?!"

"This must be a lie!"

Meanwhile, the warriors of the Firecrown Household rejoiced. They raised their weapons and cheered in jubilation.

"Is this enough, Sir Marcus?" Blake stared at the old man in front of him.

"Not bad. You are smarter than your father." Marcus stroked his beard with a pleased look.

The warriors of the Blackcrow Household were in low spirits after hearing the defeat of their main army. Their surviving soldiers were imprisoned, while Blake and a few Core Formation martial practitioners were taken to the underground prison to await the royal family's punishment.

[You have defeated the 1000-man army! Rewards: Flame Dragon Crescent Blade, 5000 Fate Points, Spear Talent Upgrade Card x1, and Magical Beast Pellet x10!]

[You have successfully defended the western wall! Rewards: 2500 Fate Points, and Flame Maned Shadow Steed (Nascent Soul 1st Layer)!]

[Your schemes caused the destruction of the Blackcrow Household! The fate of countless people changed because of your actions! You have delayed the downfall of the Star Wind Kingdom! Rewards: 10000 Fate Points, Spear Talent Upgrade Card x1, Space Affinity Upgrade Card x1, Level Up Card x1, and Armor of Eternal Strength!]

A series of notifications popped up in front of Fredrinn as soon as the battle concluded. The list of rewards made him extremely excited. He wanted to open his inventory and check them, but it wasn't the right time for that.

He reluctantly closed the system prompts and helped his father and grandfather deal with the aftermath.

The next day, the envoys sent by the royal family arrived at the city. A banquet was held to welcome them. The envoys then used the opportunity to hand the rewards given by the royal family to the Firecrown Household and the city lord's mansion for their meritorious service.

At this moment, Fredrinn was happily chatting with Lucas and Samantha when an unexpected person approached them.

It was a young woman of peerless beauty. She wore a light green cheongsam and her crown braided hair was adorned with a white lotus crystal hairpin.

"It has been a while since we last met, Sir Fredrinn." She smiled at him.

[Core Formation 1st Layer]

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