Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

Chapter 680 Artillery Maids

“Greetings, everyone. For those that don’t

know, I am Wolfe Noxus, Patriarch of the Noxus Magi Family. I have a

proposal for you all today, one that will allow you to contribute

immeasurably to the defence of the Palace, and take some vengeance upon

the Crusaders that have made your workday less pleasant.” Wolfe greeted

the staff. There was some scattered laughter at that. Vengeance for an

unpleasant workday? They had assumed that he would put it in terms of

duty and honour, loyalty to the nation, or some noble cause. But

instead, Wolfe had asked if they wanted to vent about having a bad day

at work. “What did you have in mind?” The Maid who escorted him here

asked.

“Do you see the rifles that the lovely Millie and Chloe

are carrying? Any Demon roughly their size is capable of using them,

even down to a metre and a half tall, unless you’ve got particularly

short arms. I can create them with inscribed bullets, and you will just

need to point them at the enemy and fire. That’s all it will take, and

you will have the firepower equal to an entire squad of conventional

armies until you run out of bullets. It will be a short offensive burst

for the defence of the Palace, but it should be enough to help exhaust

the Crusaders’ barrier casters and allow the main force to overrun

them.” Wolfe explained. “So, all we need to do is just aim weapons at

the enemy and fire? None of us know how to use a bow, will we really be

effective at all?” One of the maids who had been on Janitor duty asked.

“Yes.

The barrier to entry is very low. Just hold it like this, look down the

barrel where the sights line up, and when you see a large group of

enemies, fire. If they’ve got a large barrier up, you don’t even need to

do that much. Just aim in their general direction and fire. As long as

it hits the barrier, it’s fine. How many of you would be willing to head

to the walls or one of the towers to try this out?”

The Maids

considered that for a moment, then one had a great realization. “We

could go to the top of the fourteenth spire and shoot out the windows.

That would be perfect.” “What’s so special about that tower?” Wolfe

asked.

“It’s near the wall and unoccupied. But more importantly,

it’s a research tower, so the walls are specially reinforced against

explosions, magical attacks, and even gigantic beasts breaking loose and

trying to smash it down. If there were a list of most secure places in

the Palace, it would be second to the throne room, and it faces the

battle.” The Maid laughed.

“See, that’s a brilliant idea that I

wouldn’t have thought of myself. Alright, let’s go there. I just need a

few helpers to hold the rifles as I make them, and then a few more with

baskets to hold the spare ammunition.” Giving them five or ten minutes

to walk there as he cast and then using the rifles to dump all that

magic in the next thirty seconds would hopefully be a big enough burst

to drop the barriers over the army. The rifles were quickly distributed,

as there were only ten windows in the upper levels that could see the

battle, so Wolfe focused on ammunition. The longer they could sustain

lightsnοvεl the barrage, the more exhausted they could make the enemy’s defenders.

“Alright, here it is. Was there anything that we needed to do before we

begin?” The Maid who had been escorting Wolfe asked.

“Just

practice aiming the weapon so you know what to do when you start. Then,

when there is a surge from our side, we will join in and try to cause

chaos. If anyone has malicious ideas, and thinks that they can get

through the defensive spells over the Palace, I will warn you now, these

spells are visually distinctive, so everyone will know if you hit our

team.” Wolfe reminded them. None of them did. They had a lot of rage at

the enemy, and nowhere near as much animosity towards the soldiers. The

King had retracted [Kind Intentions] again after the meeting failed, and

the spire was outside its influence, as the walls had to be for the

defence to effectively counterattack. The King had joined the battle

now, and there was a glowing Cleric on the other side, casting the core

of the barrier over the attacking army, a spell that wrapped all the

soldiers in individual bubbles of protective magic. That must be the

enemy leader, and he was carefully protected by a large entourage of

guards holding up armour talismans mounted on staves. They looked a bit

ridiculous, but Wolfe respected their pomposity and dedication to the

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“Alright, see those glowing idiots with staves?

They’re all packed together, and the spells you’re using are like the

ones that I used the other day, they create an area of explosions. When I

give the signal, you start shooting at them.” Wolfe instructed. The ten

gunners took their places, using the window ledges for support, and

waited.

The Demon King began a grand spell, and a haze of dark

energy settled over the battlefield, causing the glowing figure to

flinch and glow more brightly, while streams of energy poured from his

attendants into him. That was only visible to Wolfe’s Mana Sense, and

only a few Demons would be able to tell that they were supporting their

leader, but this was the perfect chance. “Everyone, fire until the

weapons are empty, then pass them to the next user.

The chatter

of automatic weapons deafened everyone in the small stone room before

Wolfe could cast an air spell to dampen the noise, and the barrier over

the enemy leader vanished behind a wall of poorly aimed [Cluster

Grenade] spells. Few of them would have hit the leader, but they were

mostly hitting the barrier, and that was close enough that it was

already losing its lustre.

Just as they were running out of

ammunition, the barrier began to flicker and falter. They really had

managed to overload the enemy’s resistance.