Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

Marcus tried to spit at her, but as soon as his mouth opened, Wolfe stuck an end of the [Binding Ropes] spell in his mouth, gagging him until he was out of the hallway. That turned out to be much more effective than the usual way of using the spell. It stopped him from speaking but didn’t endanger his life like wrapping the rope around his neck to silence him did.

The Inquisitor layered a containment spell over Wolfe’s ropes, so he dismissed them and let the large witch take the man away for interrogation while the Headmistress looked around the hallway with suspicion.

She had put a lot of effort into removing the sorts of traitors who could be a danger to her students from the staff, but if there were hidden ones among the security staff and the Professors, she would have a tough job ahead of her just trying to keep the Academy running.

“All of you, including you in the hallway there, follow me to the office. We have a lot to talk about, and I want to know everything that happened, second by second.” Peach demanded.

One of the security guards tapped a device strapped to her uniform. “Headmistress, I was with the first group to arrive, and I am wearing a body cam. It records my entire shift, both audio and video. It might have missed some of the footage since I wasn’t standing in the front the whole time, but it will have audio of everything, starting when we heard the gunshots to when you arrived.”

A guard in the second group unclipped an identical device from her shirt and held it out to the Headmistress. “I have one as well. They’re essential to our duties inside the city since there are more complex trials and inquiries about the use of force.

Think of them as a form of self-protection for officers so that we have an unbiased second opinion of what happened during any interaction. Even if we didn’t notice it at the time, it will be on the footage to be reviewed.”

Most of the security guards and Professors looked a bit nervous at that reminder. They hadn’t known who Wolfe was, and their response might not look good on them when the footage was reviewed.

Peach was an understanding Headmistress, but she was also very protective of her students, and with one severely injured today, she would be in a bad mood even before anyone got to speak.

Nobody said much as they sat in the large meeting room to the side of the Headmistress’s office, and she began to play the body camera footage.

Once that was done, she played the second guard’s footage, showing the incident from a second angle and then turned to the assembled group, many of whom had come late and didn’t have a complete picture of what was going on.

“Alright, as I see it, everyone acted according to protocol. Wolfe might have been offended at the demand to release the prisoner, but it was understandable why the demand was made. Does anyone have anything to add?” Peach asked.

One of the women from the cleaning staff, who had been at breakfast with Wolfe and had come down when they heard the shouting, raised her hand to get the Headmistress’s attention.

“Yes, go ahead. What do you have to add to the discussion.” Peach asked.

“We were at breakfast when everything started.” She began, then launched into a detailed story of her morning that mostly had nothing to do with the incident other than that her route had taken her in the same direction.

So, she wasn’t far away and had heard the gunshots from just around the corner, then heard Wolfe cuss out the prisoner and go check on Christa, who was now asleep on Wolfe’s lap, shielded in a layer of defensive magic that Wolfe had styled as a blanket.

Peach nodded and then looked down at Christa’s sleeping form before smirking at Wolfe.

“You understand that at the Academy, ‘Finders Keepers’ doesn’t apply, right? At some point, you will need to let go of the witch?” She joked.

Wolfe smiled back. “I think I’ve got enough already. But I will do her a [Favor] when she wakes up and at least repair the damage from the nerve gas and the loss of her Familiar. She might never get another, but at least she will have enough aura to be called a proper witch again.”

The guards, who didn’t know much about Wolfe, and most of whom had been damaged by the Nerve Gas themselves, looked shocked at that casual revelation and Peach’s understanding reaction.

“It’s possible to undo the damage? My Familiar is still alive, but my aura completely collapsed, and it doesn’t show any signs of recovery.” The guard who had the second Body Cam asked.

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Wolfe could tell that she was about to say something along the lines of how huge of a debt she would owe if he did, but then she caught herself as she remembered that he was a Demon, and those words had meaning.

“Don’t worry. I will be doing some repairs while I’m here. Prepaid by the Academy.” Wolfe told her with a wink.

Peach rolled her eyes, wondering what Wolfe would ask for in exchange, as the unpredictable man could potentially ask for nearly anything with the range of projects that his town was working on.

“We will come to an agreement with him later today. Feel free to repair anyone who needs it, Wolfe. We will make sure that there is a payment made for your services.” Peach reluctantly agreed.

“Perfect. Come over here for a second so I don’t have to wake up Christa. She’s had quite a day, and she needs the sleep.” Wolfe told the guard, then reached out and grabbed her hand to cleanse the damage from the Nerve Gas.

Only, he had forgotten how toxic it was in large concentrations, and this Witch had been a powerful one before she had lost her abilities. The acidic fluid made her clothes sizzle and smoke before Wolfe remembered the issue and released her.

“Sorry, I forgot that the expelled toxin was an acid. I’m so used to having people do it without shoes on or next to a shower that it slipped my mind. Wash quickly before it burns your skin. I owe you a replacement uniform, though.” Wolfe told her as the Witch rushed toward the washroom at the side of the room to wash off the acidic fluid.

“I guess we need to make more preparations if everyone took that much damage.” Wolfe shrugged.

The Headmistress wouldn’t likely approve of the way he did it the first time since it involved everyone being naked or in armour spells, so they would need a plan.

Then again, there was no harm in asking, right?

Peach was way ahead of him. “We will set up a station in the gymnasium tonight. That way, we can get everyone who needs the service changed into disposable clothing and send them straight to the showers afterward.”