Fredrinn Firecrown: The Weakest Villain

"Olivia, tell my guards unit to gather on the open field behind the main mansion. I have something important to announce." Fredrinn instructed after they left the library.

As the heir of the Firecrown Household, he has his own guards unit. However, most of them were young disciples so their cultivation wasn't that high.

"Yes, my lord!" Olivia turned around and left. She had been his servant for a long time so she was already familiar with his guards unit.

At this moment, Cain suddenly appeared beside him. "My lord, I have already prepared what you asked."

"Good. Come with me." He had already seen his guards unit, but he had left them to train by themselves in the past year. Knowing the former Fredrinn, he knew that those young warriors didn't have a good impression of him. He needed to gain their trust since they would be a valuable asset to him.

When they arrived on the open field behind the main mansion, they saw more than fifty people standing idly. They looked visibly upset that they were asked to wait under the heat of the sun.

There were even some unruly martial practitioners who were arguing with Olivia.

[Some people are dissatisfied with your leadership. Prove to them that you are a worthy leader to follow! Reward: Favorability Meter Function, and Passive Skill: Dignity]

"What's going on here?" Fredrinn frowned when he saw the commotion.

"My lord, this guy just said that you don't deserve to be their commander!" Olivia furiously pointed at the muscular martial practitioner in front of her.

Fredrinn looked at the person she was pointing at.

The man was over two meters tall and had a muscular physique.

"Is what she said true?" Fredrinn muttered in a cold voice.

The man didn't seem to be afraid of him. He sent Fredrinn a taunting smile as he replied. "What are you gonna do about it?"

Five people who seemed to be his cronies chuckled as they gathered behind the man.

Cain held the handle of his sword as he muttered. "My lord, do you want me to cut them down?" His voice was filled with killing intent. Even the muscular man flinched under Cain's fearsome gaze.

"That would be too much. Just beat some sense into them." Fredrinn said with a teasing look.

"Yes, my lord!" Cain's figure turned into a blur and he reappeared in front of the muscular man in the blink of an eye.

"Hm?!" The muscular man was too late to respond and was sent flying by Cain's punch.

After defeating the ringleader, Cain attacked the man's subordinates.

Soon, pained cries echoed across the field.

The rest of the disciples and martial practitioners stared at the merciless Cain with fear and trepidation. No one dared to help the muscular man's group, afraid that they would face the same fate.

"That's enough." Fredrinn walked toward the muscular man whose face was now covered in bruises and blood. He then crouched and stared deeply at the man. "The next time you cause trouble, you won't simply end with a beating. Do you understand?"

The muscular man nodded with a dark look.

Fredrinn stood up and turned his gaze to Olivia and Cain. "Bring them to the clinic."

"Yes, my lord."

After they left, Fredrinn looked at the active missions in the system prompt and noticed that the recent mission was still not completed. 'It seems like I need to show them something more convincing to prove that I'm a worthy leader.'

He closed the mission prompts and scanned the faces of the people in his guards unit. Surprisingly, Kristine, Felix, and Ren were part of his team.

'About thirty of them are young disciples at the Qi Gathering Stage and the remaining twenty are veteran martial practitioners in the Foundation Establishment realm. Hmm? That person…' His gaze stopped at a single-armed middle-aged man standing at the very back of the group. If he hadn't looked carefully, he would have missed this person.

Fredrinn sorted out the memories he inherited from his predecessor. 'I see… so he is someone from my father's personal unit.'

According to his memories, that person was part of the elite team under Roland's command. He was a Core Formation expert, but after he lost his arm, he left the elite unit and joined Fredrinn's guards unit.

'There is actually such a person in my guards unit…' Fredrinn's lips curved upward.

He retracted his gaze. "I gathered all of you here to make a few announcements. First, the guards unit will be restructured. The current chain of command is flawed so I plan to introduce a new system that will…"

The former Fredrinn was a complete idiot and he didn't even know how to create a basic command structure. This left his guards unit in utter mess.

The one-armed middle-aged man named Gunnar Haraldson was promoted as the captain of the guards unit.

The muscular man who was beaten up by Cain was promoted to deputy captain.

Five people were also promoted as squad leaders. Each of them had at least ten people under their command. Kristine was one of the five people who were chosen to be a squad leader.

"Squad leaders, step forward!" Fredrinn shouted with a voice filled with dignity. Back in his homeworld, he was once a company commander before he became an office worker so he had retained some of his commander qualities.

Kristine and four martial practitioners stood before him.

"I chose the five of you since I have trust in your ability to command. You will be given…"

"… You can select your deputy, but you must be careful in choosing them…"

"…I hope that you won't disappoint me."

Among the five squad leaders he chose, Kristine was the weakest. She had only recently advanced to the 1st Layer of the Foundation Establishment realm. The other four were in the latter stages of the Foundation Establishment, but he didn't care. He was giving Kristine favorable treatment because she had the highest potential among the bunch.

"Our next agenda is about a faction in the slums called the Snake Gang…"

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