Fredrinn Firecrown: The Weakest Villain

Fredrinn smiled at him. "We understand your difficulties."

"By the way…" his face suddenly turned serious.

"On our way here, we noticed that the main road leading to Areswell was being repaired. Can you tell me what happened?" He asked.

The soldier furrowed his eyebrows upon hearing this. "I'm sorry, but I can't tell you that. You may enter the city now." It was obvious that he didn't want to share any details with them.

Looking at the soldier's reaction, Fredrinn realized that it was more serious than he had thought. He didn't force the topic and thanked the soldiers before he ordered the entourage to enter the city.

"What happened?" Roland stuck his head out of the carriage's window.

"They refuse to tell us what happened. I have a hunch, but I'm not yet certain. We'll know once we gather more information inside the city. There should be some people who know about what happened. We'll get the truth from them." Fredrinn replied.

Roland nodded. "Let's stop somewhere first before we head to the palace. I know someone who might have information about this matter." As a patriarch of a martial household, he had connections to the elites of the kingdom. His cultivation might not be the best, but his potential was among the top. Because of this, he was able to connect with people who believed in his potential.

Fredrinn raised an eyebrow. "Who?"

Roland smirked. "An elder from the Silversword Household. Speaking of which, aren't you close friends with their heir? That makes it more convenient." He spoke with an ambiguous tone.

Fredrinn ignored his teasing look. 'Now that he mentioned it, I haven't seen Aubrey since the annual martial arts competition. She should be here in Star Wind City.'

"What's this? Are you actually thinking of that girl?" Roland continued teasing his son.

"Save it. I won't fall for it." Fredrinn muttered, feeling a bit annoyed. Since the day he revealed his cultivation, his parents started nagging him about finding a wife. Heck! He didn't even have a girlfriend, what more a wife.

Roland chuckled when he saw Fredrinn's annoyed face.

Soon, the group stopped in front of a shop owned by the Silversword Household. It was a store that mainly sold weapons and armor. They also had rare items used in combat and large-scale battles.

"Is this where we can find the person you're talking about?" Fredrinn asked as he looked at the five-story building in front of him.

"Yes. I'll introduce you to him. He is older than me so you better act properly when you meet him." Roland warned with a stern look.

Fredrinn shrugged.

Roland glared at him. He then told the others to stay behind to keep an eye on their mounts and carriage.

The father and son duo entered the store. They only brought Argus with them inside. The old warrior silently followed them. Just like Fredrinn, he was also wearing the standard armor and uniform of the Firecrown Household's elite guards.

Their strong presence immediately attracted the attention of the customers who were inside the shop. Even the security personnel of the shop were afraid to stop them.

Roland beckoned to one of the workers, a middle-aged man who looked like a complete pushover.

[Qi Gathering 10th Layer]

Fredrinn retracted his gaze after sensing the man's cultivation. He might not look like much here in the capital, but this person would be treated respectfully in Red Sun City. However, he was only a small-time worker in this shop.

"Is Elder Rex here?" Roland asked.

The middle-aged worker raised his eyebrows. "W-Why are you looking for the elder? Do you have an appointment with him?" He cautiously inquired.

"I'm friends with Elder Rex. If he is here, please tell him that Roland is here."

Hearing this, the worker heaved a sigh of relief. "So you are Elder Rex's friend. Please wait here for a moment. I'll inform him about your presence."

"Alright." Roland nodded.

While waiting for Elder Rex, the trio went to look at the weapons on the first floor.

Most of the items here were at least uncommon-rated. There were even some rare-rated items mixed with them. This was only the first floor, but the goods were already remarkable. Fredrinn wondered what kind of items were displayed on the upper floors.

"There are some good items here. I'm even tempted to buy them." He muttered jokingly.

To his surprise, Roland actually believed it. "Then choose whatever you want. I'll pay for it."

"Nah. I don't lack items." He rejected the offer.

"You don't, but what about your men? Aren't you planning to expand your guards unit? Then you should prepare some good stuff for them." Roland smiled as if he knew what his son was thinking.

"You're right. Let's talk about that later." Fredrinn was tight on cash right now since he didn't have a reliable source of income. The profits they get from selling the refined magic stones were mostly used in repairing the estate and helping the families of the soldiers who died during their battle against the Blackcrow Household.

He also couldn't afford to purchase in the fate shop in bulk with his limited fate points.

About ten to fifteen minutes later, the middle-aged worker returned with a man who looked to be in his mid-fifties.

"I came here as soon as I heard that you're here. I never thought that you would visit me, Roland." The man said as he walked toward Roland.

[Nascent Soul 4th Layer]

'So that's Elder Rex. He's only an elder, but his strength is almost on the same level as father's.' Fredrinn thought to himself.