Fredrinn Emerges From His Isolated Training

Fredrinn wasn't frustrated by his failure. Instead, it increased his desire to learn the Seven Scorching Sword Style. 

'Learning techniques manually is a unique experience. When I was still a player, all I had to do was just wait for the learning progress bar to fill up.' He thought to himself. Players had it easy when it came to learning new techniques and cultivation methods. They didn't need to go through the process of understanding a manual or the repeated training in drawing the spell pattern. Because of this, the players managed to learn techniques way faster compared to the inhabitants of the Great Vemune Continent. 

Thinking about it, Fredrinn shook his head. "If everything goes according to what I know, the players should appear ten years from now. I still have plenty of time to increase my strength before their arrival. If I don't want to end up as a mere beginner boss, then I have to train harder and accumulate more power." He clenched his fists with a determined look.

In the game, Fredrinn Firecrown was the beginner boss in Red Sun City. He was known as the tyrant who bullied the weak. When the players residing in the city advance to Level 10, they will receive a quest to eliminate him and free the city from his tyranny. 

At that time, he was one of the first few players in Red Sun City who received this quest. To secure the quest and complete it by himself, he topped up two months' worth of his salary to purchase the best equipment available for newbies. In the end, he successfully defeated Fredrinn Firecrown and started his path as one of the top players in the game.

"When I fought Fredrinn back then, he was only a Level 10 boss. That means he won't advance to the Qi Gathering Stage in the next ten years, but now that I transmigrated as Fredrinn Firecrown, I won't allow such things to repeat themselves." 

In the next few days, Fredrinn trained alone inside his room. He only went out during meal time and the rest of his time was spent on his training. 

The estate of the Firecrown Household was peaceful during his training and his absence made the servants and disciples happy. 

However, after ten days of isolation, Fredrinn finally stepped out of his room. He looked bedraggled with his unkempt hair and the dark bags under his eyes. 

"Good morning, Lord Fredrinn!" Olivia, his personal maid greeted him enthusiastically the moment he exited his room. 

Fredrinn acknowledged her presence with a nod. He was too tired to respond. He hasn't slept a wink in the past three days. This was because he was in the crucial stage of his training. 

"My lord, although training is important, you should also think about your health. You haven't slept in the last few days, why don't you take some rest?" Olivia stared at his side profile with a worried look. 

Fredrinn stopped walking and turned to look at her. "Don't worry about me, Olivia. I'm fine. Besides, there are already some results from my training." He smiled at her while patting her shoulder. 

Looking at his cheerful smile, Olivia couldn't bring herself to stop him. She could only sigh in her heart. "In that case, do you need anything from me?" This man might be hated by many, but it was different for her. Fredrinn Firecrown saved her life and since then, she vowed that she would serve him wholeheartedly. 

Fredrinn stared at her with a warm gaze. With his predecessor's memory, he knew why Olivia was loyal to him despite his notoriety. It was only a small act of kindness from the notorious Fredrinn Firecrown, but she took it seriously and decided to follow him since then. 

"Follow me to the training grounds. I will show you the results of my training." He couldn't wait to test out what he had comprehended. 

Hearing this, Olivia's interest was piqued. She didn't know what kind of technique he was practicing, but for him to train it diligently for ten days straight without rest, she believed that it must be extraordinary. "It would be my pleasure to witness your skill, my lord." She smiled as she bowed her head. 

Soon, the whole estate learned that he was heading to the training grounds. No one knew what his objective was for heading there, but everyone was curious to see what he was going to do. Even the patriarch of the Firecrown Household was alerted by this. 

At this moment, inside the family head's office, Roland Firecrown was pleasantly surprised when he heard that his son had stepped out of his room. And when he heard that Fredrinn was heading to the training grounds, he rose to his feet. 'I'd like to see the progress of your isolated training. I hope you won't disappoint me, my son.' There was a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes as he stepped out of his office.

When he arrived outside the training grounds, he was taken aback. The place was packed and there was almost no space to enter. "What's going on here?" He looked at the guard in charge of patrolling the training grounds. 

"My lord!" The guard immediately bowed to him. 

Roland waved his hand. "Tell me what's happening inside." 

The guard revealed an awkward look. "Actually, it's because of Lord Fredrinn. I don't know what exactly happened, but it seems like Lord Fredrinn learned an awesome sword technique. I think you should see it for yourself, my lord. I can't describe what's happening in just a few sentences." 

Suddenly, they heard a loud bang from inside the training grounds.

Roland furrowed his eyebrows. "Let's go inside." He stepped inside the training grounds and was left speechless when he saw what was going on.

At the very center of the training ground was a battle stage. It was created to serve as a sparring stage for the disciples and practitioners of the Firecrown Household. However, at this moment, the stage was occupied by more than five people and one of them was his son. The most surprising thing was that Fredrinn was fighting them all by himself!