The Prince of Crows' Challenge
At this moment, Han Mingxuan was sitting in a chair watching the scene below.
"Sir, it will be very embarrassing for the Night Lords to keep losing like this."
"Don't worry about that, Urtana. It's a good thing to be motivated by shame."
"Sir, Prince of Crows has gone to find Nova."
Oh?
Hearing Urtana's reminder, Han Mingxuan looked in one direction.
Sevatar has indeed gone to see Nova, and it seems he intends to spar with him.
"It's alright. Regardless of whether they win or lose this contest, it's good for the upcoming plans."
If Sevatar, the First Company Commander, could fight Nova, the entire Night Lords would surely realize the gap between them.
In this way, Han Mingxuan would have a way to arrange as many of the people who came to provide support as possible to serve as instructors among the Night Lords.
After all, the Emperor has already decided to legitimize the Eighth Legion, Night Lords will resume their activities within the Imperium.
However, the reborn Night Lords cannot be exactly the same as the previous Night Lords; they must be stronger than before.
"Father, I've caught two people."
Um?
Someone actually dared to infiltrate Punishment Star! Don't they have a death wish?
But as soon as Han Mingxuan turned his head, he saw the Heng Ha Generals.
"Oh, it's the two of them. Konrad, tell me, what happened?"
"Father, those two lads deliberately egged Sevatar on to fight Nova. Although the plan was clumsy, they succeeded."
Hearing the Night Haunter recount his grievances in detail, the two of them dared not utter a single word and were on the verge of fainting.
They are now eager to activate their Suan Membrane.
But activating Suan Membrane at this critical juncture would confirm that they had fled to escape punishment, wouldn't it?
When the Grand Inquisitor arrives, he'll skin them alive.
"Well, you two do have quite a few little schemes up your sleeves."
"Father of Night, please forgive me!"
If it weren't for a note specifically written on the title page of the Evernight Code...
Kneeling before the Father of Night and the Grand Inquisitor is strictly forbidden; doing so will be considered treason.
Otherwise, the two of them would already be kneeling down and kowtowing.
"Urtana."
"Understood, sir."
Urtana then placed three chairs out.
"Please have a seat, all three of you."
Although the Night Haunter was somewhat taken aback, he still sat down, but the two Twin Stars were now terrified.
"Father of Night, we... we just want to..."
"The sir asks you to sit down, so please sit down."
Murderous look.
It was very obvious to everyone that this Miss Urtana intended to kill them.
If the other side wanted to kill them both, they would have absolutely no chance of escaping.
So the two of them could only suppress their fear and sit opposite Han Mingxuan.
"I understand how you two feel; after all, the Midnight Reapers holds a very special place in your hearts."
"However, disrupting the unity between the two Legions is not a good habit, so I have something I need you two to do."
The two of them stood up abruptly.
"To be loyal to the Father of Night!"
"You two don't need to be so nervous. After all, I'm practically your Teacher."
Huh?
Huh?!
"Night... night... night... night..." Laxus's Suan Membrane were showing signs of activation.
Your teacher is practically dead.
They... they became half-students of the Father of Night!
Distinguished!
An absolute honor!
"Alright, sit down. Did you two waste your time at the Judiciary University?"
Han Mingxuan glanced at the two of them, somewhat speechless.
The reason they were chosen was because these two were relatively mature.
But Han Mingxuan never expected that these two would become his Heng Ha Generals.
Although I misjudged him a bit, thinking about it carefully, comedians don't seem so bad after all.
After all, comedians are good at it.
"Once the two Legions have finished their sparring, I plan to have you two teach the Night Lords a lesson. What do you say?"
Even the Night Haunter didn't expect Han Mingxuan to say that.
"Father..."
"Konrad, it's natural for the two Legions to be competitive and eager to prove themselves."
"But you also know very well just how strong the Midnight Reapers are, so this competition will definitely be a huge blow to the Night Lords."
The Night Haunter fell silent, for his father was right.
The current Night Lords are the reborn Night Lords, and the current Eighth Legion is at its peak in spirit.
But at this moment, someone appeared who was also from the Eighth Legion, and whom they could not defeat no matter what.
This is indeed a major blow to the current Night Lords.
As for sending the Night Lords to cooperate with the Necrontyr.
The Night Haunter would never do such a thing.
Firstly, the current Necrontyr are different from Necrontyr of the 30K era; they are more obsessed and more insane, and they only listen to their fathers.
Secondly, the Night Haunter was well aware of the strategies his father employed against the Necrontyr Dynasty.
The Father Resurrection them, and their Resurrection gave the Father strength.
As for the rest, what the Necrontyr can do, and whether they want to do it, is Necrontyr choice.
This cooperative approach and policy has always been in place, Night Haunter cannot break his father's long-standing code of conduct just because of his own Legion.
The Night Haunter knew that if he spoke up, his father would surely heed the advice of the Necrontyr.
But the Night Haunter also knew very well that his father had already done enough for him.
If he asks for more, it would be a sign of his incompetence as Scions.
"I understand, Father. I will follow your arrangements."
Han Mingxuan nodded and looked at Laxus and Weiss.
"Therefore, I hope that those who Midnight Reapers can become instructors for the Night Lords, and shorten the gap between the two Legions in the shortest possible time."
The two were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other, and then stood up again.
"To be loyal to the Father of Night!"
"Very good. After this sparring session is over, tell Nova and then prepare the training plan."
"I understand, but... Father of Night, if we do this, I'm afraid the Boss might..."
"Looks like you two are scared after all," Han Mingxuan said with a smile.
"This..."
"Alright, you two, come here. I'll tell you a secret."
"Yes!"
The two walked up to Han Mingxuan, bent down, and then Han Mingxuan said something to them.
"Once they arrive, tell the members of the Council of the Long Night about this. That's all I have to say. With your combined intelligence, you should be able to figure out what to do."
Hiss...
After hearing Han Mingxuan's words, the two looked at Han Mingxuan with some surprise.
I never imagined the Father of Night would have such a wicked sense of humor.
As everyone knows, the 13-member Council of the Long Night are an unbreakable bond when fighting, but in life, they're just a bunch of close friends who are always bickering.
If the other 12 people found out about this, it would be a disaster.
But in this way, the two of them are indeed safe.
It has to be the Father of Night.
"Father of Night Gao!"
"Alright, stop flattering me. You two go and get ready."
"Understood!"
Meanwhile, Nova was resting when a figure blocked his way.
"You are Nova Space, Evernight Judges."
Nova stood up. "Yes, Sevatar Company Commander Sevita."
"I want to know information about my other self in another world."
Nova didn't hesitate and told him directly.
"Sevatar the Boss is extremely powerful as the Chief Juror; even the Adeptus Custodes's First of Ten Thousand is no match for him."
Chief Juror.
Sevatar remembered the title.
"I'd like to have a friendly spar with you, what do you say?"
Nova refused without even thinking.
"Sevatar Company Commander, I cannot be disrespectful to you."
"This is a friendly exchange."
"But this concerns the Boss's reputation."
"Am I not Sevatar?"
"One thing at a time, Company Commander."
"Now, I want to fight you."
Tsk tsk... Who on earth would do something like this?
Why would this Prince of Crows specifically seek him out for sparring?
I've basically been invisible from the beginning until now, with almost no presence.
This is a difficult situation.