Chapter 1788
It was true what they said, that the strange and powerful existed and were hidden in every corner of Draconia!
Even as Frank's hair stood on end, old Governor Quill stopped keeping Frank on his toes. "Hehe... I've been watching you for a long time, though I've only managed to make time now to come over for a look. "And I must say... not bad. You really make me proud, though one expects nothing less from that little shit's son-pardon my language."
Governor Quill chuckled, shrugging. "And you're much better than he is."
"Little shit...?" Frank pursed his lips, getting a hunch just then.
Who else could Governor Quill mean, other than Frank's father, the Lord of the Southern Woods?
And to call his father 'little shit'... Frank could scarcely imagine how powerful the old man really was.
"It seems that you really don't know me."
Governor Quill nodded and smiled. "But that's fine, since I've never met you... I guess I can tell you I'm your maternal grandfather."
"My maternal grandfather?!"
Frank was left gaping.
"What, does that surprise you?"
Governor Quill flashed a kindly smile, but it was such a scary look that it could knock out Frank and everyone else in the room.
The man's very presence was scary, and it was harrowing, even if he was smiling.
"So you're my mother's..."
Frank hung his head and murmured to himself, never expecting that he had a grandfather.
On top of that, Governor Quill's authority and strength clearly eclipsed Frank's father's.
"How many years have it been since your mother was deceived by that little shit and left with him?"
Governor Quill soon sighed and shook his head even as he reminisced. "Your parents insisted on keeping you from me, in fear that I'd leave you petrified... Heh, such a shame."
"Hans Schnee told me what happened, so I came to check on you since I was passing by anyway."
Then, he slowly turned toward Huub, who stood at Leino's side, with a small smile. "That's the prick who burned down your house?" "Argh!!!"
Leino was finally overwhelmed when he saw the old man's crimson glare and fell to his knees with an audible thud.
Huub was even worse off, as his eyes rolled up and he collapsed on the floor, passed out from a single glare. "What...?"
Frank blinked as he watched.
He finally understood why he had never heard his own parents mention his maternal grandfather at all.
It turned out that they were worried that Governor Quill would terrorize him!
The man's glare alone could leave a person petrified.
While that thought had never
crossed his mind, Frank certainly understood after meeting his maternal grandfather that the phrase 'looks can kill' was really no exaggeration!
Even if people were said to mellow out with age, that really did not apply to his grandfather-just smileşalone could leave everyone feelingchills down their spines.
At the same time, he realized something else.