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?!" Fr