Mike and Anon are sitting in a quiet room inside the Royal Castle and both of them have a very serious expression on their faces.
"So, Tell me about it... How strong are they ?" Anon asked breaking the silence.
"They are strong master, Very Strong. Their skin is hard to cut through, even with the advance magic, they are experts in hand to hand combat and Weapons as well." Mike replied with a serious expression.
"So, you want to explain... How you got into this shape ?" Anon asked as he summoned a cigar and lit it up.
*Puff-Puff*
"Yes..." Mike replied.
6 hours ago in the Elven kingdom, Lucy's house...
*Chii-Chii*
A blue bird dropped a letter in Lucy's chimney and flew away.
Mike and No.300 were sitting in the same room, as the letter came down, No.300 got alert immediately.
"What the fuck is that ?" No.300 shouted loudly.
"Just a letter, No.300. Calm down." Mike said as he looked at No.300 with a smile.