Fredrinn Firecrown: The Weakest Villain

"Well, I can only choose one between these four since this seafolk beauty is worth 40000 Fate Points." Fredrinn wanted to get her, but he didn't have enough Fate Points.

"The drow has a high-grade spirit root, but his talent is the worst among the three remaining choices. I will save 3000 Fate Points if I get him though…"

"The elf and the human have the same spirit root, but the elf has a small innate advantage…"

Fredrinn crossed his arms and leaned on his seat as he pondered deeply.

If he chose the elf, he would only be left with over a thousand Fate Points.

"Alright. I have made a choice!"

[Do you want to proceed with the purchase?]

[Yes] [No]

"Yes!"

-19700 Fate Points

A moment later, a tall and valiant-looking old man in his sixties appeared before him. He was wearing black battle armor with a worn-out green cape. On his back was a diamond-shaped black shield and an obsidian-colored lance.

"My lord, please bestow me a name!" The old man kneeled before him as he uttered those words. His voice was deep and full of dignity.

Fredrinn nodded. "I will give you the name Argus."

"Thank you, my lord!"

[Void Tempering 1st Phase]

[Argus] Favorability: 70

"Get up."

Argus stood up.

Fredrinn was a tall man himself, but he was still a head shorter than this old warrior. 'This old man is probably over 7 feet tall… He has the height and the body of a Viking warrior!'

"I will be in your care from now on." Fredrinn smiled as he patted the old man's armor.

"It will be my pleasure to serve you, my lord," Argus replied with a salute. Based on his mannerisms and formidable presence, Fredrinn guessed that this old man was probably a high-ranking military commander from wherever he came from.

"Before I tell you your task. I will introduce you to your new environment. Sit down first." Argus was new to the place so he had to learn the most basic information about Red Sun City and the kingdom of Star Wind. He also gave him a short introduction to the history of the Firecrown Household as well as the major households in the city.

This lasted for almost three hours, but the old military commander patiently listened without uttering a single sound.

"That's basically what you need to know for the time being. You will have to learn the rest on your own. You can freely browse the books in my study. You can also visit the household library if you need more information. Here is my personal token. You will need it in case someone questions your identity."

Argus took the token and nodded.

"For now, you can start by reading the books in my study…" Fredrinn stopped and remembered something important.

He grabbed a book from the nearest bookshelf and handed it to Argus. "Can you read the words in this book?"

Argus looked down and furrowed his eyebrows. He opened the book and flipped through the pages. "My lord… I'm not familiar with the language written in this book…"

Fredrinn rubbed his chin. The servants from the Fate Shop could speak the common language of the Great Vemune Continent, but they couldn't read or write the words. He only discovered this since he didn't ask Cain to read his books.

After realizing this issue, he opened the Fate Shop. "Wait for a moment." He told the old man warrior as he browsed through the items in the Fate Shop.

He scrolled through the items and finally found what he was looking for.

Auto Translation Device [Rare]

350 Fate Points

Great Vemune Common Language [Common]

25 Fate Points

- 375 Fate Points

Current Fate Points: 2875

He bought both items and handed them to Argus. "This ring is an item that automatically translates any language. It should be of great assistance to you. As for this book, it is the common language of the Great Vemune Continent. You have to learn how to read and write it since you will be staying here now."

"Thank you, my lord. I will do my best and learn it as fast as I can." The old man solemnly said.

"There's no hurry. It's not an urgent task anyway." Fredrinn smiled.

***

The next morning, Fredrinn brought Argus to his father's study.

"Good morning, Father." Fredrinn smiled as he greeted Roland.

Roland lifted his head and rubbed his eyes. "Sit down."

Fredrinn took his seat. He noticed the bags under Roland's eyes after getting a closer look at him. "You look tired, father. Did you not sleep well last night?"

Roland snorted. "And who do you think is responsible for this? You left all the guests who came here for you to your parents…" He paused to massage his temples.

Fredrinn chuckled in embarrassment. "Actually, I had a reason to leave last night. I went somewhere to find a reliable person." He reasoned.

Roland raised an eyebrow. "A reliable person?"

Fredrinn smiled when he saw his father's questioning gaze. "You will understand once you see him." He turned his head at the door and yelled. "Argus, you may come inside."

Roland skeptically looked at the door.

Argus stepped inside the office and saluted. "Greetings, patriarch! My name is Argus."

Roland's eyes widened when he sensed the aura of the old warrior. He even almost fell on his chair. 'Void Tempering! That old man is definitely a Void Tempering martial practitioner!' He turned his head to his son and saw the smug look on his face. 'This kid… He should have notified me in advance!'

Fredrinn snickered in his mind when he saw Roland's flustered expression. "Father, this is Argus. From now on, he will be a warrior of the Firecrown Household."

Roland forced a smile. He then turned his gaze back to Argus. "Please take a seat, Sir Argus." He was the patriarch of the Firecrown Household so he managed to quickly calm his nerves.

"Now, tell me why you brought Sir Argus here," Roland asked with a serious look. He felt that his son was getting more mysterious as the days passed. He actually managed to hire a Void Tempering powerhouse to join the Firecrown Household! This was something that even he as the patriarch couldn't do.

Fredrinn grinned. "I want to create my own army!"