Chapter 947: For the homeland. 3

Chapter 947: For the homeland. 3

"We can't fix this alone; the World Trees are The Universal Tree's domain." With a hand gesture that all three of them mimicked, they pulled a middle-aged man with blonde hair out from thin air.

"What-...?"

"Shut up and help me. We have a High-Level Bug here."

"... Huh?" The middle-aged man looked around in confusion, but when he glanced in the direction his partners were facing, he identified the problem.

"Shit."

"Yeah. Now, help me. We need to call Death too to deal with this excess of End Energy."

The middle-aged man nodded seriously, and they began working while ignoring the two World Trees that watched everything with curiosity.

...

Back in Hela's personal quarters, Victor sat on the sofa with a furrowed brow.

"... What just happened?" Hela, who had snapped out of her stupor, asked. She had just witnessed many incomprehensible things that had thoroughly scrambled her brain.

"A Dimensional breach that would have caused consequences throughout this entire Sector, potentially affecting even the other Sectors connected to this one, like Nightingale, Samar, and that Sector where the Witches have a portal to," Victor replied as he rubbed his brow.

"That's probably what that stupid Goddess's prophecy meant by Ragnarok. She saw Asgard's Dimension being destroyed... In a normal time when there were Seven Heavens and Seven Hells, it wouldn't have been a problem. But now that there are only three massive Heavens and Hells, if this Dimension were destroyed, the amount of trouble that would occur would be enormous."

"The Norse Pantheon would be destroyed...?"

"Consumed to give life to a new Primordial God would be the correct phrase," Victor said.

Hela shuddered when she heard that. "...This is my fault, isn't it?"

"In part. This was bound to happen at some point in the future. You just triggered it by removing that stupid Dragon from that Dimension." Ñ00v€l--ß1n hosted the premiere release of this chapter.

"Stupid Dragon..."

"Yes, despite being an Ancient Dragon, he's only ancient in age, not in mentality," Victor chuckled. Unlike Zaladrac, who had many Ancestors to learn from, the End Dragon had been trapped since the beginning of Asgard.

In other words, despite being an Ancient Dragon, he was as stupid as a newborn Dragon. Due to his long isolation, his temperament wasn't as explosive as that of a newborn, which was an advantage for him, but that was all.

Hela sat on the sofa and sighed. "Honestly, I don't know anything anymore. Why are you even here, after all?" She spoke with a tired voice. Her head was throbbing due to these recent events.

"Well, I just came here to talk to you," Victor was honest. "And through interacting with you... I wanted to see if you were worthy of forming an alliance."

"... Huh?"

Victor looked at Hela. "And you are worthy. Beneath all that hatred, there's someone intelligent enough to lead a Pantheon."

Hela's pale cheeks gained a slight hint of color, which was very noticeable against her pale skin. It was a critical blow for her to hear this from such a powerful and handsome man; she felt recognized.

Hela shook her head in an attempt to clear these thoughts from her mind.

Victor chuckled gently when he saw Hela's expression.

Honestly, Victor didn't want to form a deep alliance with Odin. The reason was simple. He was a greedy old man, and he knew precisely what Odin would do when the Sector evolved to a Higher Level. He would much rather place one of his Wives in control of the Norse Pantheon and have control over everything than be allies with that old man.

Despite thinking this, he also couldn't put one of his Wives in charge of the Pantheon because they were currently in a non-aggression pact due to future problems. Therefore, it would be most efficient to put someone from the Norse Pantheon who was aligned with him in charge. That way, he would have control over everything.

But it couldn't be just anyone since the others would be suspicious. It had to be someone close to Odin or the victor of a war.

So it was either Hela, Thor, Odin's other children, or even Odin's wife.

"Summon everyone and convey my orders," Victor said.

"Are we going to war?" Scathach was the first to ask.

"We can't interfere, remember?" He replied.

"Rules have never stopped you before, Victor," Violet said.

"Yes... And they never will stop me, but this time, we must maintain appearances. At least until the Sector advances to a Higher Level." Victor gestured with his hand, and an image displaying the sub-Dimensions of the Norse Pantheon appeared.

"We won't interfere in the war, but we will interfere with the other Races. The Ice Giants, the Fire Giants, the Elves, the Dwarves, all of these Races, we will recruit them."

"Are we going to bring them to our other Dimension?" Sasha asked.

"No, we will leave them in their homes. We will only protect them from the war and prevent them from meddling."

"... Oh, I see what you're planning." Scathach and Velnorah spoke simultaneously.

"We can't intervene without a 'request for help'. We will 'accept' this request for help from these Races, making them ally with us, and we will control these Races." Scathach began to speak.

"We will maintain a neutral status. The Races cannot interfere, and regardless of who wins Ragnarok, the forces of both will be weakened. All we have to do is offer an alliance to the winner, and consequently, we will have more control over the Norse Pantheon than the victor of the war."

"Essentially, we will take over the Norse Pantheon through legal means while maintaining our image. There will be a God-King in the Norse Pantheon, but they will be a God-King in name alone."

"... A very common tactic used by the United States in more underdeveloped countries, huh. Did you learn about 'freedom' from them, Darling?" Violet commented.

Victor laughed. "Well, I was American."

Due to the amount of time he had lived in the Supernatural World, he didn't even consider himself American anymore; he was himself. A King that everyone must follow.

"As I said at the beginning, I won't interfere... Not personally." War, along with the other four Heralds, appeared behind Victor.

"Those who carry my Will shall interfere and assist you."

"This mission will be left to you. Organize yourselves as you see fit and act as you see fit, establishing a chain of command that works when necessary."

The women nodded seriously, indicating that they understood Victor's orders.

"And what are you going to do, Darling?" Sasha asked curiously.

"Me?" Victor pointed to himself and then smiled. "I'm on vacation, remember?"

"I'll go sightseeing, visit Nightingale, talk to my friends, train my skills, and play with my daughters. In fact, I was thinking of going to the beach now... I'll take Bestia and Ruby. That girl needs to get out of her laboratory, or she'll become a recluse." Victor's clothes changed, and he appeared wearing shorts, a duck float, and swimming goggles.

"Starting today, Victor is not available for service. I'll see you all in a month, bye-bye." Victor disappeared.

The girls blinked in shock at what they had just seen. Literally, a second later, Sasha disappeared, leaving behind traces of Lightning.

"AHHH!" Violet shouted when she realized why Sasha had disappeared. That sneaky woman wanted to spend some time alone with Victor while the others worked! As expected of one of the fastest women alive, she didn't waste any time. When she was about to run as well, her shoulder was held by Scathach.

"... Fufufu, you can't escape now, can you? Empress~."

"... Ugh."

Aphrodite, who was sneakily trying to leave, suddenly ran into an invisible wall. "Geh."

"You can't escape either, Aphrodite."

"Meanie! I don't want to work. I want to play with Darling!"

"Don't be selfish. We must work for our homeland, right? And let Victor rest. For as long as I've known him, he's never taken a break." Scathach took full charge of the long as I've known him, he's never taken a break." Scathach took full charge of the situation. "Our duty as Wives is to support our Husband. We'll keep everything running while he rests."

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