Fredrinn Firecrown: The Weakest Villain

A few days later, the annual martial arts competition held by the Firecrown Household finally began. This event was supposed to be a normal tradition of the household, but something was special about this year's competition. It was the presence of the numerous renowned figures in the city who were invited to watch the event.

There were even famous martial practitioners from neighboring cities who attended. The one who attracted the most attention was Aubrey Silversword. The person who came with her, Manager John, also garnered attention.

"Miss Aubrey, we were looking for you."

Aubrey turned her head and saw Lucas and Samantha.

"I'll be fine on my own," Aubrey whispered to Manager John before she walked toward Lucas and Samantha.

Manager John didn't leave her out of his sight. He kept a certain distance from them so as not to disturb Aubrey.

"Have you guys seen Fredrinn?" Aubrey asked while searching for that familiar figure.

Lucas shook his head. "We haven't found him yet. He should be here any time now."

"I see." Aubrey was a bit disappointed to hear that.

Samantha stared at her suspiciously. "Miss Aubrey, are you perhaps interested in that guy?" She asked.

Hearing this, Lucas widened his eyes. He didn't expect her sister to be so blunt to ask something that personal. They had only known each other for a week so he thought that it was too much to ask that.

Aubrey smiled demurely. "I only want to get to know him better."

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"Is that so?" Samantha felt that she was hiding something.

"Why don't we head over to our seats? The first match is already about to start. I'm excited to see the young talents of the Firecrown Household." Lucas immediately changed the topic.

"Alright."

He heaved a sigh of relief and sent his sister a glare.

The Firecrown Household had a battle arena that was shaped like a colosseum. When they arrived, the seats were already filled. Most of the spectators were members of the Firecrown Household. As for the guests, there were special seats prepared for them.

"Would you like to sit with us, Miss Aubrey?"

"Alright."

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"Is it time for me to go?" Fredrinn muttered as he looked at his reflection in the mirror. He was wearing the Armor of Eternal Strength and the Crown of Eternal Glory.

The armor wasn't bulky so he managed to hide it beneath his yishang. He also changed his hairstyle to match a certain celebrity from his home world. Fredrinn was already handsome and the new hairstyle made him look like a prince charming from a fairy tale.

"My lord, we are ready to go."

He looked behind him and saw three ladies dressed in traditional cheongsam. Olivia and Alice looked beautiful in their dress.

Fredrinn's gaze stopped at the third lady. She was wearing a black and gold cheongsam. She also wore a matching black and gold masquerade mask that covered half her face. This woman was Freya. She was one of the victims of the Snake Gang.

Fredrinn retracted his gaze. "Where is that kid, Sean?" He asked.

"He is waiting outside," Olivia responded.

"I see. Let's go." Fredrinn and the three ladies stepped out of the room.

"My lord. Sir Cain and the others are already in the arena." Sean, the former servant, greeted with a smile.

This young man was the newest addition to his crew.

The group headed to the battle arena. By the time they arrived, the place was already packed.

Fredrinn's presence immediately attracted attention. This was because his cultivation was no longer in a concealed state. He turned off the concealment function before coming here for the sole purpose of showing off. Now that the Blackcrow Household was gone, he was no longer afraid to reveal his power.

"Is that Sir Fredrinn? His aura…"

"Sir Fredrinn looks handsome today…"

Meanwhile, on the city lord's side. They also noticed Fredrinn's arrival.

Roland who was sitting beside the city lord almost spat his tea when he sensed Fredrinn's cultivation. 'Since when did that brat reach the 4th layer of the Nascent Soul realm?!'

"4th layer Nascent Soul? I never thought that he was already this strong. It seems like your Firecrown Household is destined to soar higher, Roland." Ludwig muttered while looking at the confident Fredrinn.

"Huh? Father, did you just say that he is a Nascent Soul?" Lucas couldn't believe his ears.

It wasn't just him. Everyone was also shocked by this information.

"That's right. Fredrinn is a 4th layer Nascent Soul martial practitioner." Ludwig smiled in response.

"That guy really fooled us…" Samantha muttered in disbelief.

"Amazing." Aubrey's eyes twinkled upon hearing this.

Roland couldn't help but feel proud. "He still has so much to learn. His cultivation might be high, but he still needs to know how to manage the estate."

A moment later, Fredrinn came to greet them. "Greetings, everyone. I apologize for my late arrival." He cupped his fists while scanning them with his gaze. He noticed that their favorability had increased. Most of them were already beyond 50 points.

"Come here and sit with us, Fredrinn." Ludwig jovially beckoned to him.

Fredrinn sent Lucas and the others an apologetic gaze before he went to sit next to Ludwig.

"You earned big this time. You even got the royal family to notice you. If only my children were half as good as you."

"We only succeeded because of your help, city lord. If it weren't for your support, we would have failed the operation."

"Hahaha! You don't need to say it like that, Fredrinn. We all know your contributions to the operation. By the way, have you already found someone you like? I can't wait to attend your wedding."

Fredrinn wasn't an idiot. He quickly sensed the deeper meaning in his words.

Everyone perked their ears. Fredrinn was now the hottest husband candidate in the city. Many of the guests even came here to discuss about marriage.

With a wry smile, Fredrinn replied. "It's still too early for me to consider having a relationship, city lord."

Ludwig's eyes flashed. "Is that so? I was indeed a bit rash to ask you about that. Haha!"

At the corner of his eyes, Fredrinn noticed Roland sending him a thumbs up. 'He must be having fun…'