Fredrinn Firecrown: The Weakest Villain

Chapter 75: Reynard’s Fury

Fredrinn took a deep breath before he clicked the screen.

At this moment, his character profile suddenly turned red.

Fredrinn Firecrown [Nascent Soul 9th Layer]

Age of death: 45

Personal Data: He was the only son of the former patriarch of the Firecrown Household. At a young age, he was forced to pretend as a degenerate to protect himself from being targeted by the Blackcrow Household, the mortal enemy of his family. He later revealed his true power and devised a plan to completely eradicate the Blackcrow Household.

Because of his accomplishment, he became famous in Red Sun City and he even gained some fame in the Star Wind Kingdom…

…At the age of 35, he stepped into the Nascent Soul realm…

…At the age of 40, he became the new patriarch of the Firecrown Household…

…At the age of 42…

…At the age of 45, he led his troops in defending the Star Wind Kingdom against the invading army of the Blue Sky Kingdom. He killed hundreds of powerful martial practitioners during that war, but he eventually died after being encircled by thousands of martial practitioners.

Looking at the mature face of his older self, Fredrinn didn't know how to react. 'Based on this data, we should be able to defeat the Blackcrow Household, but why can't I escape death? Is this the fate of a villain? Is Fredrinn Firecrown truly fated to die?' He felt frustrated.

Dying for one's kingdom might be glorious, but he didn't want to die that early. There wasn't even a line in his personal data that mentioned him having a wife. It means that he would die single and without any children.

Just thinking about it made him even more miserable.

Fredrinn angrily closed his character profile and opened his inventory. He ignored the miscellaneous items and grabbed the Level Up Card and the Sword Talent Upgrade Card. He then used the two cards.

Fredrinn Firecrown [Core Formation 3rd Layer] [Level 33]

Spirit Root: High-Grade

Sword Talent: ??????

Fire Affinity: ??????????

Ice Affinity: ????????

Cultivation…

Skils…

With his current sword talent, he no longer had to spend a lot of time to fully understand any sword techniques. It could be said that he had already stepped foot in the realm of the geniuses.

This made him feel a bit better.

***

Inside a cell in the underground prison, Agatha opened her eyes and the first thing she saw was the dark ceiling. She looked around and realized that she was inside a prison. She was a bit flustered, but she soon calmed down.

There wasn't any source of light in her cell, but the outside of the cell was dimly lit by the flickering light of the torches.

"You're finally awake." A cold voice echoed from the dark corner of her cell. It was a man's voice, one that she was very familiar with.

She squinted her eyes and she soon saw the outline of a person within the darkness.

"Do you not recognize my voice anymore, my lovely sister?" The voice echoed once more, but this time, she felt the mocking tone behind his words.

Agatha furrowed her eyebrows. Rage and disgust flickered in her eyes. "How could I not recognize your sickening voice?" She muttered coldly.

The dark prison reminded her of the past. She was once close to Raphael, but things changed when she discovered his repulsive inner desire. He was obsessed with her body!

When they were still children, Raphael did some horrible things to her that he wasn't supposed to do. At that time, she thought that it was merely a game since she was still not aware of the world. However, when she grew older, she finally realized the truth. It made her feel dirty and she even thought of committing suicide, but she was afraid to die.

In the end, she went on with her life and carried the filthy past with her.

"I'm not your enemy. Have you forgotten how close we were in the past?"

"Shut your mouth! Once I get out of here, I will fucking kill you!" She wanted to pounce at Raphael, but the chains tied to her limbs prevented her from getting close to him.

"Hahaha! How foolish! Did you really think that we could escape from this place? Naive!" Raphael laughed when he saw her pitiful struggle.

"Father will come to get me out of here! As for you, I have plenty of ways to deal with you once I'm out of here." Agatha was agitated.

Hearing this, Raphael sneered. "If it was before, I would have agreed with your words…" His recent conversation with Fredrinn came into his mind.

Agatha frowned. "What do you mean?"

Raphael didn't say anything, making her feel uncomfortable.

***

A day later, the Blackcrow Household finally received a report about the incident.

Reynard's face was dark and it looked like he would erupt at any moment. No one dared to say anything when they saw his furious face. "Firecrown Household! How dare they?! Did they really think that I would sit still and pretend like nothing happened?!"

Bang!

He slapped his study table and it broke into pieces.

His powerful aura leaked out and put heavy pressure on the people inside the room.

"Assemble the army at once! I will lead everyone into the battle and we will lay waste on the Firecrown Household's estate!" Reynard's voice was filled with killing intent.

"M-My lord, w-what if this is a trap?" One of the elders in the room muttered while wiping off the sweat on his face.

Reynard glanced at him. His piercing gaze almost made the elder kneel in trepidation. "No one in this city is capable enough to trap Reynard Blackcrow!"

The elder lowered his head and no longer dared to say anything. He felt that Reynard would kill him if he said another word.

"What are you standing there for?! Move out and assemble the troops! We will march as soon as the army is ready!" Reynard roared like a furious lion.