Versatile Mage: The ancestor of the blood race, the blood demon lord

Chapter 17: Announce our return to the world
"I still have to warn you, don't mess up. Odin's five pets are not simple."

Fenrir knew that he couldn't stop Morgan, so he had to remind Morgan again that this matter could not be rushed.

"Especially the warhorse. I remember its name was Sleipnir?"

"His strength is probably close to that of an emperor."

It is not difficult to find Odin's five pets. They may have been guarding Valaskalf after Odin's death.

Even if a few of the five guys left, there would always be one who would continue to guard there.

This is a promise, a special promise.

But thousands of years have passed, and now it is not so easy to find Valascalf.

It may have fallen deep into the sea or been hidden by the mountains, so it is not easy to find it.

"It's okay. No matter how powerful he becomes, he's just a warhorse. He has no aggressive potential."

He is the ancestor of the blood clan, is it possible that he can't beat a horse?

What an international joke!
Moreover, it is not easy to become an emperor these days.

He was just a mount and was not qualified to do that.

In Norse mythology, there are only a few living emperors.

Almost all of the emperors at that time have died, and those who had the potential to become emperors have also died.

"Okay, go ahead then. I can't stop you in my current condition."

Fenrir was a little helpless, but he had no choice but to indulge Morgan. He thought he couldn't stop Morgan at the moment.

"Well...I'm leaving then?"

Morgan wanted to talk to Fenrir for a while longer, but he knew very well that Fenrir was very tired now.

People like them who are immortal can talk for a long time. Perhaps by the time he realizes this, decades have passed.

After all, there are many stories that can be told to Fenrir over the thousands of years.

If he really wasted a few more decades, he wouldn't know where to cry.

"... Let's go. We are so familiar with each other now. There is nothing I can do to stop you. Don't expect me to cry and send you away."

"Be careful. I will have my children obey your orders from now on and assist you in establishing that huge demon dynasty."

"Remember, if you encounter an enemy you can't defeat outside, run away quickly. If you really can't help it, just say my name. This is not the first time you have done such a thing. As long as you can survive, everything will be fine. I promise you that when I get out of this seal, this Europe will still be our Europe."

Morgan did not look back, but walked towards the exit silently. The friendship between him and Fenrir could not be explained in just a few words.

That’s right, even after a thousand years, he believes that Europe is still the Europe he knew back then!
Europe: Just wait for me to slap you in the face, you old man living in the old times!!!

World: Times have changed! If you are not good at it, practice more! If you can't afford it, just continue to sleep!
After leaving the depths of the palace, Morgan looked at the dozen monarchs gathered in front of him. It was only then that he realized that there were a total of seventy-three monarchs in the Demon Wolf Empire.

However, more than 80% of the monarchs went to other places and established their own tribes.

Those who stayed behind were the elite among the elite, the guards of the Demon Wolf Empire.

They led their army and unwaveringly guarded their sleeping father god and ancestor. They believed that as long as they waited for the three to wake up from their slumber, the world would once again recognize their Demon Wolf Empire.

After looking at the monarchs, commanders, and generals around him, Morgan also understood the intentions of the many little guys present.

They are waiting for their orders, waiting for their orders to attack humans or demons!
They are longing for a war, a fight, to announce their return to the world.

"Little guys, it looks like you are really hungry, but you still need to be patient for a while. Now is not the time yet."

Morgan comforted many demon wolves. The emperor and the supreme monarch were all sealed. The Demon Wolf Empire had lost its top combat power.

Even if he wanted to command the millions of demons before him, he would not be able to fight against those truly powerful emperors.

"You need to be patient for a while longer. You cannot start a large-scale war. Humanity is becoming stronger and stronger. Those forbidden spell masters won't have to spend too much effort to defeat you."

"Even among humans, there are many super-class mages who can fight against the monarch."

"But... we won't just give up like this. We will select some elites and have them lead a group to inform the children who have left here."

"Let them be prepared to receive us back into this world, and be ready to announce our return to the world after he (Fenrir) wakes up."

More than fifty wolf tribes returned, and by that time, the Demon Wolf Empire could return to its heyday.

Their current location belongs to Northern Ireland, which is just a small island. Such a small place cannot accommodate a huge demon empire.

Therefore, they have to go to the real continent. Only there will be the first stop for their rise.

Secondly, the relationship between him and the British royal family is somewhat complicated, and he does not really want the Demon Wolf Empire to conflict with the current royal family.

Of course, the premise of this matter is whether the current royal family will continue to abide by the ancient oath.

Seeing the three brothers in the lead nodded, Morgan left with peace of mind.

With these three great monarchs in charge, he shouldn't have to worry too much and can safely leave things to them.

He was going to visit the British royal family to see who the current king was.

……

In the British Palace, Queen Anna, who had just finished a busy day, began to have a headache as she looked at the mountain of documents on her desk.

Over the years, the workload has really increased, and the pressure from the demons has also increased.

Even the emperor has begun to show up. This time, the crusade caused the European Magic Association to lose two forbidden spell mages!

Those are two forbidden spell mages! They represent the power of two clans!
Just like that, because of the death of these two forbidden spell wizards, the two clans might be doomed.

Family, aristocratic family, and clan/clan represent three different classes.

This caused trouble again. Two new clans emerged with great difficulty, but they suffered such a blow.

"Even if we train them again, I'm afraid we won't be able to find suitable successors and younger generations from those two clans. This plan will really be a big loss."

The most crucial point is that this time not even a single mission goal was achieved!

This meant they had lost two Forbidden Spell Masters for nothing!!!
Moreover, this matter was done without telling her, the President of the European Magic Association!

(End of this chapter)