Chapter 509
“His name is Lawrend. I’m looking for him under the orders of the Ancestor,” the fiery lady responded.
Her tone was one with no compromise. She would either see him or fight Rendal.
“Young Lady, what are you talking about?” Rendal asked.
He couldn’t understand what she was talking about. Lawrend never told him anything about the origin of the Rubrignis Clan.
“I can smell the blood of the Ignis Clan in your body. Lawrend is a powerful descendant of your clan. You can’t fool me,” the lady responded angrily.
“Y-Yes. He’s my son, but who might you be?” Rendal asked nicely.
He could feel that she would erupt and attack him if he didn’t give her an answer. She was like an uncontrollable beast.
“Where is he? I’m taking him back,” the fiery lady said.
Rendal furrowed his eyebrows and didn’t know what to say.
“Follow me,” Rendal replied.
He shook his head and decided to meet his son. He could tell that he was very busy as he didn’t see him after his return.
The fiery lady didn’t say anything and silently followed behind him. The guards stared at her with eyes full of fear. They believed that she was much stronger than them as they couldn’t see her attack earlier.
Rendal and the fiery lady rode a carriage. It was very awkward inside the carriage as she stared at him coldly.
“E-Ehem. Young Lady, did my son offend you perhaps?” Rendal asked.
He was testing the waters. If she bore ill-intent, he would warn his son first.
“No.”
It was a flat response. Rendal didn’t know how to respond to that.
He looked at her beautiful face and became enchanted. Although he was already past his prime, he was still not immune to the charm of beautiful women such as this lady.
He couldn’t help but smell her intoxicating scent in such an enclosed room.
“Have you stared enough? Or do you want me to castrate you?” the fiery lady coldly asked.
“I was only amazed by your beauty. Pardon my lacking discipline,” Rendal quickly responded.
“Hmph.”
She ignored him after hearing his words. It was obvious that she didn’t want to talk to him after his rude stare.
Rendal smiled wryly and looked outside the carriage. No one would be able to stop themselves from staring at such a beautiful face.
He couldn’t help but open his mouth once again a long while later. He would be wasting his chance if he didn’t converse with her.
“May I know your name?”
If Lawrend saw Rendal’s current face, he would surely kick him till he broke a couple of bones. It was the face of a perverted old man.
“Ember Ignis.”
“My name is Rendal Rubrignis. What a coincidence that we both have ‘ignis’ in our family names,” Rendal said with a faint smile on his face.
“Huh? Why are you hitting on me? Don’t you know your ancestral teachings?” Ember asked in confusion and anger.
She could tell that he was trying to flirt with her.
“W- What ancestral teachings?”
Her words were like a bucket of cold water. He realized that something was wrong with her hair color, eye color, and her family name.
She furrowed her eyebrows, and doubts appeared in her eyes.
“I’m sorry. The previous Clan Head died without passing me the ancestral teachings, and I didn’t have the time to look inside the clan’s library as I was too busy improving my magic,” Rendal replied.
“Understandable. Next time, don’t be a frog that wants to eat swan meat! Know your limits!”
After uttering such words, Ember stopped talking to him. She looked outside the window of the carriage.
“…”
Rendal realized something from her words. He was itching to go back to the clan and find out, but he couldn’t just leave.
A few more minutes later, they arrived in front of the royal castle.
“Oh?”
An amused expression appeared on Ember’s face when she realized that they had arrived in front of the royal castle. She silently followed behind Rendal as they entered inside.
The royal guards were well aware of Rendal’s identity. They didn’t try to stop him and sent one of them ahead to inform the king.
Rendal lead Ember to the guest room.
She never said anything, and he did the same.
A few minutes later, Verkoli arrived. He entered the room with a wide smile on his face.
“Mr. Rendal, what brings you here?” Verkoli asked.
He glanced at Ember and was taken aback by her beauty. One could describe her face as a kingdom toppling beauty.
“This Young Lady here wants to meet His Highness,” Rendal replied.
Since he was in the royal castle, he couldn’t just casually call the king his son.
“Who might you be?” Verkoli asked.
He became more curious about her. Someone would not just be looking for Lawrend as he was the king.
“I’m from the Ignis Clan. Tell that unfilial brat to come out and return with me!”
The initially silent Ember suddenly became fiery. It was clear that she was waiting for this.
“B-Brat!?”
“Ignis Clan!?”
Both Rendal and Verkoli had greatly varying reactions. Rendal didn’t know the greatness of the Ignis Clan, but Verkoli knew. They were one of the three clans at the center of the continent!
There were rumors saying they could order any of the continents’ empires. Disobedience would lead to destruction.
Fear filled Verkoli’s eyes as he stared at her. Even when he faced the Blumin Empire, he didn’t feel such an innate sense of fear.
Ember smirked when she saw the fear in Verkoli’s face.
“I will not wait more than five minutes, or I will personally drag him out!” Ember shouted arrogantly.
“Yes!”
Verkoli swiftly disappeared to inform Lawrend. Rendal realized something when he saw Verkoli’s reaction. He became mute, and fear slowly crept up inside his body. He thought back to her words and realized that he might’ve just offended a great power earlier.