Fredrinn Firecrown: The Weakest Villain

Facing his undisguised flattery, Fredrinn remained humble. It was obvious that Fern wanted to befriend him. He was already acquainted with Aubrey so he didn't mind strengthening his relationship with the Silversword Household. Who knows? Maybe this connection would be useful in the future.

After exchanging some pleasantries, they finally went to the most important matter.

"You don't need to worry about the situation here, Fredrinn. I will deal with the rest. You can ease your mind and head back to the main camp." Fern chuckled.

"Thank you, Sir Fern! I can rest easy with you taking care of the situation here." Fredrinn was satisfied with his conversation with Fern.

"Why don't you stay here for another day to take some rest?" Fern politely invited.

"Thank you for the invitation, Sir, but I have to decline. I can't let the commander wait." Fredrinn tactfully rejected.

"I see. I wasn't thoughtful enough. In that case, I won't hold you back. Be careful on your trip back to the main camp. There might be some scattered enemy soldiers hidden in the area so you should remain vigilant." Fern reminded him.

"I understand. I'll keep your words in mind."

Fredrinn bid him farewell. He then commanded the Mad Bear Corps to go down the hill and head back to the main camp.

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Almost a week later, Fredrinn and the Mad Bear Corps finally returned to the main camp. Their arrival was welcomed with cheers and applause from the soldiers stationed at the camp.

Fredrinn remained calm in the face of everyone's excitement. He knew that he would soon face tougher battles so he didn't let the victory go over his head.

Commander Galleon and Deputy Commander Nate personally welcomed their arrival.

"You didn't disappoint me, Fredrinn. You have truly exceeded everyone's expectations." Galleon's words were almost identical to what Fern had told him. This made him chuckle.

While they were congratulating him, someone was eyeing him coldly in the distance. "Damn bastard! Just what kind of tricks did he use to defeat that idiot Harmon?! With only seventeen thousand soldiers at that! Dammit!"

Kris Vone was infuriated. He also succeeded in his task, but he lost almost 80% of his soldiers. He thought that it was only because of the enemy's artillery, but when he heard about Fredrinn's overwhelming victory, he was utterly shocked. Because of this, he was always compared with Fredrinn which made him annoyed.

He didn't want to accept that he was inferior to someone who was so much younger than him! It was a huge blow to his pride.

"Why are you acting so pathetic, Kris Vone?" A voice filled with disdain drifted into his ears.

He turned around and frowned at the one who had spoken. It was a middle-aged man with the distinctive features of a lion, a sign that he was a member of the Goldenlion Supreme Household.

"Shut your mouth, Nilo! Do you think I'm afraid of you?!" Kris Vone glared at him.

"Have you finally dropped your sanctimonious act? I knew you were hiding this kind of rotten attitude." The guy called Nilo sneered.

Hearing this, Kris Vone was about to grab his weapon when he sensed the presence of someone approaching.

"What is going on here?"

They turned their head and saw Galleon staring at them with a frown.

Seeing him, Kris Vone immediately saluted. "We are just having an ordinary conversation, Commander." He replied.

Nilo chuckled while shaking his head. This guy was truly shameless. He didn't even bother to hide his true colors now. 'So much for the so-called kind elder from the Evergreen Supreme Household…'

Galleon gave Kris Vone a deep look, but he didn't pursue the matter to avoid foiling everyone's feelings. "You two should follow me to the meeting room. We will discuss our next course of action."

"Yes, Commander!"

After that brief verbal disagreement between the two elders, Galleon led them to the meeting room.

First, they discussed the recent battles. When Galleon talked about Fredrinn's accomplishment, everyone silently gave him a thumbs up. And when Galleon mentioned Kris Vone's pyrrhic victory, everyone sent him judging looks.

'These damn bastards!' Kris Vone gritted his teeth. He wished that he could slap their faces to wipe off their arrogant mug.

After Galleon talked about the recent battles, he grabbed a stick and pointed at an area on the battle map, circling it with the end of the stick. "This is another area that we need to capture. It's called the Green Lake Valley. The enemy has set up camp in one of the hills… this one right here… The location is hard to attack and easy to defend so we had never succeeded in taking that place.

We lost many soldiers for trying to capture the valley. The person in charge of defending that place is Vance Casterfall. He has fifty thousand soldiers under his command and he also has ten Nascent Soul martial practitioners working for him…"

Everyone quietly listened. They wanted to know who would be sent to that hellhole.

After giving them a rough idea about the situation in the Green Lake Valley, Galleon stared at them. "Once we take control of that valley, we can push our main camp further and fight for a chance to take over Roshire Mountain. Which one of you guys would like to take this mission? I can give you thirty thousand soldiers."

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"Why don't we give this mission to Fredrinn?" Kris Vone suddenly spoke.

His words instantly earned everyone's disapproval. Fredrinn had already proven his capabilities so no one agreed with his idea.

Just as Galleon was about to reprimand him, Fredrinn suddenly opened his mouth. "That sounds like a good idea. However, I only have twelve thousand soldiers left and 25% of them are still injured. Even with the addition of thirty thousand soldiers, I don't think it would be enough to conquer the valley. I would be more confident if Sir Kris Vone would support me in this mission."

Hearing his words, everyone's eyes widened.