Seeing everyone fall silent after just a few knocks on the table, William felt immensely satisfied.
With a smirk, he began,
"The gods of Norse mythology—Odin, Thor, Hela, and the rest—not only exist,
But in the year 956 AD, Odin led the warriors of Asgard to help us repel the Frost Giants from invading Earth.
Some of the ancient factions here might have records of that war."
Saying this, William glanced at the wizards from the Ministry of Magic and the Holy Knights of the Anglican Church.
Philip and Richard also followed his gaze, observing their reactions closely.
After a brief moment of tension,
One of the Holy Knights, unable to withstand Philip's piercing stare, finally spoke up.
"Indeed, we do have some records of this event.
However, over the past thousand years,
Since no one has been able to prove Odin and his army truly existed,
It was gradually dismissed as mere myth."
With this confirmation, everyone's attention immediately turned back to William.
He simply shrugged.
"No. Asgard very much exists.
I've even met Thor and Loki, the so-called God of Thunder and God of Mischief.
I've even fought them briefly."
As he said this, William couldn't help but grin,
Remembering how he had tricked Thor and Loki,
Making them free-fall inside a portal loop for half an hour.
"Never mind," he said, still smirking. "Let's not get into that."
Of course, avoiding the topic only made the room even more curious.
They couldn't help but speculate—
If William didn't want to elaborate, then he probably didn't win.
But his confident smirk suggested he didn't lose either.
This made everyone—including Philip, Richard, and the magical factions—view him with a new level of respect.
After all, to stand against two gods and not lose was already an extraordinary feat.
His earlier display of power—silencing the entire room with a single word—
Now seemed perfectly reasonable in their eyes.
At this moment, his words carried even greater weight.
William was very satisfied with this change in their attitude.
With a pleased smile, he continued,
"Asgard may have won the war against the Frost Giants,
But their losses were so severe that even after a thousand years,
They still haven't fully recovered.
And since they received no support or compensation from us,
They had no choice but to let Earth develop on its own."
#### The Ministry of Magic Finally Acknowledges Reality
At this moment, Shacklebolt, the Minister of Magic, raised his hand.
William was momentarily surprised,
But then chuckled inwardly, realizing—
These old wizards were finally acknowledging his authority.
He had learned a valuable lesson today:
It wasn't about how strong you were.
It was about who recognized your strength.
Without famous names to compare you to,
Even the strongest warrior would remain a mere myth.
Nodding at Shacklebolt, William allowed him to speak.
"So, what you're saying," Shacklebolt asked cautiously,
"Is that the Norse gods aren't actually gods, but aliens?"
This question made William pause for a moment.
"Honestly?" he finally said.
"I have no idea if actual gods exist.
But I do know that Odin is an Asgardian—that's a fact."
He crossed his arms and smirked.
"That said, given that the average human lifespan is less than 70 years,
While Odin has ruled nine star systems for over 5,000 years,
If you insist on calling him a god, I won't argue.
But I, personally, won't acknowledge him as one."
William's matter-of-fact attitude quickly influenced the room.
Philip then asked,
"If Odin conquered nine star systems,
That means there are other alien civilizations outside of Asgard.
And that also means there are forces even Odin couldn't defeat,
Maybe even beings older and stronger than him?"
"Of course."
William didn't hesitate.
"Asgardians can live for 5,000 years.
So it's only natural that some beings live far longer.
For example, one of the Celestial Gods I know of has lived for millions of years."
Everyone's faces paled at this revelation.
"And if there are so-called 'gods of justice,'
There are bound to be 'gods of evil'—
Demons, devils, and yes, dark gods like Set."
William's expression darkened.
"And that," he said, "Brings us to why we're gathered here today."
The room tensed.
Everyone leaned in, waiting intently.
#### The True Threat: Set and Ahmanet
"Set—the Egyptian god of deserts and darkness.
And his chosen servant, Princess Ahmanet.
A woman who sacrificed her own soul to Set for power,
Murdered her father, her newborn brother, and her stepmother,
Only to be betrayed and mummified alive by Egyptian priests.
She was then sealed away in the heart of the desert,
Meant to be imprisoned forever."
William's voice dropped coldly.
"But all of that was ruined…
By the greed of the Americans."
His eyes swept across the room, and he let the implication sink in.
"The Americans disrupted the seal I built in the desert,
Allowing Ahmanet to escape,
And we—the British—ended up paying the price."
He snapped his fingers.
Sunday brought up Set's profile,
Followed by footage of last night's town attack.
At first, some weren't sure what they were looking at.
Then—
Ahmanet appeared.
Wrapped in bandages, her grayish face inscribed with dark runes.
Though she looked ominous, she wasn't immediately terrifying.
Then—
Captain Marvel descended like a star,
Blasting Ahmanet's chest wide open,
Before slamming into her at supersonic speed—
Shattering her into pieces.
Many watching exhaled in relief,
Thinking Ahmanet wasn't that scary after all.
Until—
Ten seconds later.
Ahmanet revived.
Again.
And again.
Each time, she was destroyed, yet always returned.
Fear gripped the room.
At last, Ahmanet fled, proving that even dark gods had limits.
And with that realization came a new sense of hope—
These beings weren't invincible.
They just required the right tools to destroy.
As the video continued, the screen shifted to the arrival of Kingsman's emergency response team.
William had spent the entire morning laying the groundwork for this moment.
He was about to solidify Kingsman's role in handling extraterrestrial threats.
Sure, he could always work in the shadows.
But why do things secretly when he could gain official authority?
To prove Kingsman's capability,
He had upgraded their battle suits and even designed a new aircraft.
This state-of-the-art stealth craft,
Modeled after his space vessels,
Didn't have warp drives,
But it could reach Mach 5 and had near-perfect invisibility.
By the time this meeting ended,
Kingsman wouldn't just be dealing with domestic threats—
It would be handling intergalactic ones as well.
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