Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

With a surge of Mana, Wolfe put a Servant Spell on all the soldiers and bound it to the Fae Protector. That way, they would naturally become less aggressive toward her, and they wouldn’t be able to attack her even if they broke free of the Kind Intentions spell.

“Did you have to do that? I feel all icky now.” She complained.

“Yes, but you will get used to it. The Academy Barrier was breached once, though I’ve improved it this afternoon, so this is the failsafe to ensure good behaviour. You can give them direct orders if you’d like, but usually, it isn’t necessary. Get them set up, and they will naturally begin to behave after some time.” Wolfe explained.

The Fae cast a cleansing spell on herself and sighed. “Fine, go, have fun. Then bring Peach back here when you’re finished because it’s not my job to run the Academy itself.”

Cassie patted the Fae on the shoulder. “We will bring the boss back so you can go back to a relatively peaceful life. I know that this week has been a rough one for you, and we won’t keep making it harder.”

The Fae clearly didn’t believe her, as Wolfe had already moved all the responsibility for the prisoners over to her after they had taken her hostage, but now that she was nominally back in charge, and the barriers were intact, it shouldn’t be a problem. She could move them around without harming them, but they couldn’t use much of their magic inside the Academy without triggering the protective barriers.

“I will create the dorms for them near the large building outside the wall. I don’t recognize it, so it must be the new factory, right?” Ella asked.

“Do you know this place?” The Fae asked.

“Of course, I went to school here. That warehouse wasn’t there last year, so it must be the new factory for whatever you’re making.” Ella explained.

“Glassware. Potion bottles, dishes, windows, all sorts of simple things that can work with the various forms of glass that we make with Earth Magic and heat in the fires there. It’s hot work, but everyone prefers the handcrafted touch, since it doesn’t lead to the same sorts of strange errors that making beakers with magic does.” The Fae informed her.

Ella wasn’t aware of an issue with magic created beakers for potions, but that could be discussed later, not in front of the prisoners.

Ella rested a knee against her staff and took to the air, so she could get a better view of the area to create the dorms for the prisoners.

They didn’t have to be fancy, just simple dorm rooms, but she believed that they would be better behaved if they had some dignity, so she didn’t make it some communal barracks with three high dorm racks, as she was tempted to. Instead, they were closer to standard solitary prison cells, two metres by three with a toilet in a small enclosed room off the front, a bed and a closet.

Then she put a bunch of tables in the common areas, and made a collection of games. A few chessboards and some dice would keep the prisoners entertained for a while, and maybe earn a bit of goodwill.

“Do you want more magic on it, or will you be providing them with their meals?” Ella asked the Fae.

“I will have them garden for their own. They’re strong young soldiers, they can work the garden as well as the factory. Just make sure there are plenty of showers, and some laundry facilities. I can’t abide by people that smell bad.” The Fae insisted.

The humans were deeply confused about what was going on, but when Ella finished and the Fae led them out of the side gate to see the new building, they were deeply shocked.

A whole new building, with gardens nearly ready to be harvested, solid stone walls, good windows, thick doors and as the walked inside to look at their new home, fresh linens on the single beds.

“This is, how do I say it? Probably better than we deserve, given the circumstances.” The Sergeant informed them with a polite salute.

“No offence, but you will be here a long time, so I made it comfortable. There are some spare rooms, plenty of common areas, communal showers as well as separate public baths that self purify. There are games on the shelves over there, if you don’t have your own, and with Fae magic, there will be food to harvest by breakfast.

Do you have cooks of your own, or will you need some trained?” Ella asked.

“We are actually the logistics staff of the Legion. The rest of them headed out to take the next city, but we haven’t seen a runner from them yet.” He replied.

The smile that the Fae was giving them was a stark reminder that there wouldn’t be one. She had lost the battle at the Academy because they appeared inside the walls and broke the Kind Intentions spell, but from the outside, it was much more difficult to breach the security perimeter.

There wasn’t much to be envious of in the barracks, but they were functional, and when Wolfe finished enchanting them, they would be nearly impenetrable in case of attack. Even if the enemy wanted their prisoners back, the Fae would just have to lock them in, and it would take the entire Legion to get them back out in under a day.

“Welcome to your new home. Someone will be here in the morning to show you to the factory. I have a sentry spell active, but I don’t expect it to notify me of much, as I’m not concerned with what you do here as long as nobody gets too injured to work.” The Fae defender informed them in a dry tone.

“Understood, Protector. We will be ready for our punishment detail in the morning at first light.” The Sergeant replied.

“Who the hell gets up at first light? Be ready two hours after that.” The Fae demanded, then stormed out of the building with Cassie and Ella at her side, leaving a smiling Wolfe behind.

“Good luck. You might need it, since you injured her pride. But on the bright side, the casualties were much lower among the students than I had expected, and that saved all your lives. I will see you again one day.”

Wolfe gave them his parting words and then returned to the helicopter, wondering why the Academy needed a factory in the first place.