A month after the fishing tournament ended, five people were sitting at a long table in an attic of MI7 in Stormwind. If Leng Feng was here, he would definitely find that three of them were people he knew.

At the head of the long table sat Ryan's father, King Admante, and the first seat to the left and right below him was Onu Van Cleeff of the Van Cleeff family, and the other was Canel, the rector of the Royal Academy.

As for the people sitting under them, there was a brown-haired young man and an old lady with a grim eye.

The young man was dressed in a black uniform, looking capable and calm, while the old lady opposite him was dressed in a black gown, and the front of the dress was covered with various golden medals.

And not far from these five people, the MI7 agent named Lenk was standing solemnly at the end of the long table.

"Lenk, you said that this Reaper Council mobilized the Dark Spear Trolls and the elite soldiers of the Treasure Cove to wipe out the Broken Spear Trolls and the Gulabash Trolls?" King Admante asked, somewhat surprised.

"Your Majesty, what your subordinates say is true, and this is their emblem!" As he spoke, Lenk took out a black banner with a white scythe emblazoned on it and handed it over.

When King Admante took a closer look, he placed the flag on the table.

"What is the name of the head of this council?" King Ademante then asked.

"Back to Your Majesty, the head of this council is a male Night Elf, and his name is Night* Death!"

"Night* Death?" King Admante muttered, as if he had never heard the name.

"How much do you know about this night* death?" King Admante asked again.

"Your Majesty, I have been in Hidden Treasure Bay for half a month, and all I have heard are rumors about this dark night* Grim Reaper, and all of these rumors are legendary." Lenk replied.

"Oh? Let's talk about it! King Admante looked curious.

"Legend has it that when this Dark Night* Grim Reaper first entered the Treasure Bay, he didn't know how to make alchemy at all, but in just one month, he refined a mid-level super grade potion, because of this, Master Puke of the Hidden Treasure Bay Villain Academy almost killed the entire team of the Treasure Bay guards in a fit of rage in order to accept him as a disciple."

"What, you can refine a mid-level super-grade potion in a month, and you have been accepted by the Wicked Academy?" Dean Canel's eyes widened.

Lenk nodded helplessly.

"Cannell, can't you let Lenk finish, this Dark Night* Grim Reaper, I'm a little interested, it's better than all the boys I know!" Onu Van Cleeff stared.

"Alright, Lenk, you go on!" Principal Canel waved his hand.

"After that, the Dark Night * Grim Reaper joined the Wicked Academy, but less than half a month later, the Gulabash Trolls and the Broken Spear Trolls joined forces to attack the Treasure Bay, and when the war was scorching, it was this Night* Death who entered the jungle of the South Thorn Valley with the students of the Wicked Academy, found the remnants of the Dark Spear Trolls, and used these remnants to make the army of 100,000 trolls retreat, and finally united with the remaining forces of the Hidden Treasure Bay to fight a big victory."

"Not only is he a genius of alchemy, but also a military wizard, among the Night Elves, there are such characters, coupled with their long lifespan, it is really terrifying!" Onu Van Cleef sighed.

"Old man Onu, didn't you say that you would let Lenk finish speaking? What's wrong with you? Canel said, with a of his nose.

"You ......" Onu Van Cleef was speechless.

"Lenk, keep talking!" Canel laughed.

"After this big battle, an engineering master named Andrew came from the Engineering Academy of Ratchet City, and he wanted to find Master Luck of the Wicked Academy, and his three disciples crushed all the engineering apprentices in Treasure Bay, even a student in the Wicked Academy was not spared, although he won a game in the second competition, but the gambling battle between Master Andrew and Master Luck ended in a draw, of course, these are not the most important, the most important thing is that in the third competition, this dark night * Death, Before Master Andrew arrived at Treasure Bay, he had just begun to study engineering, and in less than half a month, he defeated one of Master Andrew's most powerful disciples, that disciple, and developed a perfect high-level engineering item. ”

"My God, could it be that the Night Elf became a master engineer within half a month?" Principal Canel exclaimed again.

"If these rumors are true, this guy is definitely a demon!" Onu Van Cleef said.

"Dean Canel, President Onu, you two are quiet for a while, and listen to Lenk continue!" King Admante reminded helplessly.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The two replied at the same time.

"The Dark Night* Grim Reaper did not develop an advanced engineering item, but developed a black technology called the Ancient Goblin Engineering Bomb!"

"What, what do you say? Black technology? King Admante stood up suddenly, his eyes full of solemnity.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Admante took a few deep breaths and said in a deep voice: "It's me who lost my temper just now, you go on!" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty! After the Dark Night * Grim Reaper won the game, Master Andrew left the Treasure Bay with his disciples, and it was less than two months after the end of this matter, for some reason, this Dark Night * Death actually went crazy and summoned tens of thousands of Dark Spear Trolls and thousands of Treasure Bay Elite Soldiers, attacking the Broken Spear Trolls and the Gulabash Trolls, and the final result was already said by his subordinates. Moreover, before he sent out the troops, he also said a word. It's just that his subordinates don't dare to say it. ”

"I forgive you for your innocence, just say!" King Ardmante said.

"Okay, Your Majesty, the Night Reaper said at the time that those who offend my Reaper Council will be punished even if they are far away!"

"Hahaha, what a big spirit, happy, it's so happy, I can't imagine that there are such people in the world, Lenk, you said that I want to get acquainted with this dark night * Grim Reaper!" King Admante laughed.

"As for the most recent incident, I participated in a fishing tournament in the Valley of Thorns with two of Prince Charlotte's children, and as a result, Duke Arnold was beaten up by the goblins of Treasure Bay, and Master Zaberg was almost so angry that he vomited blood."

"I know what you said, that kid Xano cried to me yesterday, saying that Ano's kid was beaten so much that he couldn't recognize it, and he was almost disfigured, and as for Master Zaberg, it seems that he announced that he will never set foot in the fishing circle again, is it because of that dark night * Grim Reaper?" King Admante smiled, then a little curious.

"That's true, Duke Arnold was beaten by the guards of Treasure Bay because he led people to form this Dark Night * Grim Reaper to win the championship, and Master Zaberg taunted this Dark Night * Death in advance, saying that he wanted to win the championship It was a fool's dream, but the Dark Night * Grim Reaper really only practiced for half a month before winning the championship!"

After Lenk finished speaking, he sighed helplessly.

Hearing Lenk say this, King Admante wanted to laugh, but he held back.

"That's all you get?" When he realized that Lenk had finished speaking, King Ardmante asked.

"There's something else that involves Princess Ankana!" Lenk said again.

"Concerning Ankana? What is it? King Ardmante was a little surprised.

At this time, Lenk took out the pamphlet that Leng Feng had given him and handed it over.

King Admante looked at the pamphlet and nodded, "Yes, it is indeed a royal notepad!" ”

But when King Admante turned the first page, he was completely dumbfounded, the content in it turned out to be a love story written by his daughter to another teenager, and the boy's name was Leng Feng!

The more he flipped back, the more frightened King Admante became, and when Leng Feng was halfway through, a flash of anger flashed in King Admante's eyes.

"Onu, look at what your kid is doing!" King Ardmante threw the pamphlet in front of Onu Van Cleef.

Onu Van Cleef was taken aback, he rarely saw King Admante angry, but when he opened the pamphlet, he was immediately relieved, and he also knew the reason for King Admante's anger, but in the end, Onu Van Cleef was a little stunned.

"He's not dead?" Onu Van Cleef muttered.

"Onu Van Cleef, I want to hear your explanation!" King Admante said solemnly.

"Your Majesty, I know that the princess's future destination must be a marriage with the princes of other countries, but the feelings of young people, we old guys really can't control it, to be honest, I don't know where Leng Feng's child is now!" Onu Van Cleef sighed.

"I hope what you said is true, Onu, you have done so many years under me, you should know my bottom line, whether this kid Leng Feng is by your side or not, I hope you can understand that our Urien family and your Van Cleve family have no possibility of marriage!" King Admante took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Onu Van Cleef saluted.

"Alright, Lenk, you go down first. Remember, you are not allowed to say a word about this notepad, or you won't want to exist in this world! King Admante commanded.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Lenk retreated in horror.

"There is no need to mention this matter, let's talk about the dark night * Grim Reaper, what do you think?" King Ardmante brought up the matter again.

After a fuss about the booklet, Onu Van Cleef and Canel were somewhat silent.

"Your Majesty, if these rumors are true, then this Night Elf is too terrifying, whether it is his qualifications against the sky, or black technology, if it can't be used by me, I suggest that Your Majesty execute him secretly." The brown-haired young man sitting next to him said in a deep voice.

"Madias, you're right, but I'd like to hear Mama Pasonia's advice." With that, the Ardmante dynasty turned to the old lady.

"Hehe, Madias, the Night Elves are a race of short-guards, you secretly execute that Grim Reaper* Night, if there is any evidence leaked, we will bear the wrath of the Night Elves, which our country cannot afford." The old lady laughed.

"It's true that the grandson was negligent, so what does grandma have to say?" The young man asked with a smile.

"Hehe, we can disguise this matter as the work of someone from an enemy country!" The old lady stroked the badge of honor that hung all over her chest and said with a smile.

"High, really high!" The young man laughed.

"Okay, in that case, then this matter will be left to you MI7 with full responsibility, remember, to win over this dark night * death at all costs!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

After the meeting, Onu Van Cleef and Dean Carnell walked out of MI7.

"Onu, since the death of Neras, Your Majesty is now paying more and more attention to MI7, it seems that this Storm Kingdom is about to rise!" Dean Carnell smiled wryly.

"Old man Canel, don't you know that within these walls, the wind never stops?" Onu Van Cleef sighed.

"That's just as well!"

Canel smiled and parted ways with Onu Van Cleef.