Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

The helicopter took off from the Academy grounds without any further fanfare, and headed straight for the Fortress City. They had a lot more to discuss now that they knew the enemies from another world had been attacking within Morgana Coven Territory, not just due to the overall threat, but for the need to regularly check in with every single location, so that an incident like the Academy didn’t happen again.

Most villages wouldn’t have a barrier like the Academy did, that would bring itself back up after an attack without any of the witches helping. So, they would be vulnerable, even with the best of defences, and these human magic users were proving to be quite resourceful when it came to developing magical items.

Wolfe briefly wished that he hadn’t destroyed the one that the team leader was using, as he was quite interested in how they were made, but there should be some items left after the battle that he could look at when he had time.

Originally, he hadn’t thought that they were anything special, but if they could be used to let one mage bring down an equal rank [Kind Intentions] barrier, then they deserved a more thorough examination.

“Reiko says to land on the upper balcony. They apparently have a helipad created there for us.” Ella informed him with a gesture to the radio.

The pilot circled, easily finding the spot, thanks to the large circle and the H marking in what used to be a garden. Wolfe wondered what was up with that, as the Coven Council was typically quite vain and wouldn’t give up one of their luxuries so easily, but it was a good sign that they might be ready to get on board with the trade proposals instead of arguing for how things used to be.

Wolfe hadn’t checked in on his family in ages, though he had brought a number of them to Forest Grove for training under the Fae and the Demons. They were doing quite well in their magic lessons, and with their growth now that they were in a suitable environment, and some of them would want to go home to the city eventually.

The helicopter set down on the pad, and a large group of witches, as well as a surprising number of men, filed out of the door to meet them. In the lead was Reiko, with a huge smile on her face that the others couldn’t see due to their positioning.

“Representatives of Gormana and Forest Grove, welcome to the Morgana Coven’s Fortress City, capital of the Morgana Territories.” Reiko welcomed them.

That was a bit of a dubious claim these days, as they didn’t control much beyond that could be seen from this balcony, and Gormana controlled more villages than they did, but it was the traditional introduction to foreign dignitaries.

“Coven Leader Reiko Morgan, it is a pleasure to see you again. I am Saint Wolfe Noxus, here as the representative of Forest Grove, in my capacity as Guardian of the Frozen Wastes. I have with me Family Head Lulabeth Priya as the representative from the Sylvan Coven, and Arthur, the Regional Guardian for Gormana, who will be speaking on behalf of his nation.”

The Coven members flinched a little at the introductions of Wolfe and Arthur, the Rank Six Demon, but they managed to keep from showing any other negative responses to the greetings.

Reiko nodded politely to each of them, and Wolfe gestured behind him to the helicopter.

“We have brought some gifts, as a sign of our kind intentions. I will have our people unload them for you.” He explained.

The mention of Kind Intentions was a deliberate one, as he had cast the barrier over the city without mentioning it to anyone. It made some of the Coven Council more than a little unhappy with him, but Reiko couldn’t deny that things had begun to improve in the city since it was cast.

Unfortunately, the denizens of the lower levels had also begun to find ways around the restriction. They had a rather unique view of what was being done for someone’s own good, and that wasn’t always as peaceful as the Coven would have preferred.

The gifts were being brought out of the helicopter, and the influx of magic power was enough to catch everyone’s attention. Most of it wasn’t too special, just the sort of stuff that they sent to any village in the Frozen Wastes, but they had brought along a few Rank Six garden charms made by the Fae, and there was a set of Rank Six Demon crafted armour designed to fit Reiko, as a gift from Arthur, the Guardian of Gormana.

The witches admired the delicately engraved armour plates as he took them out and carefully fitted them to Reiko, taking his time to make final adjustments with his magic.

“It is a custom of my people for first meetings between potential allies. You present them with armour, so that even if things end badly, they will still be safe.” He explained.

That made Reiko smile. The armour itself was a priceless treasure, and once it was on, she was wrapped in a Rank Six armour spell that nobody in the city, except for her current things end badly, they will still be safe.” He explained.

That made Reiko smile. The armour itself was a priceless visitors, could even conceivably damage.

“This delivery. These herbs. They’re not just leaves, they’re cuttings.” One of the witches gasped.

The difference being that cuttings could be used to regrow an identical plant to the original, so the rare herbs with extremely high quality that had been harvested in the fields beneath Forest Grove could grow and flourish in Morgana City.

“I thought that while the fields near the city are under my protection, you might still appreciate the gesture.” Wolfe informed Reiko with a smile.

“The fields are in wonderful shape, thank you. They’re also yielding much more than expected, thanks to the increase in mana levels, and we have managed to avoid food rationing for nearly a month now.” Reiko agreed, then gestured toward the open door.

“Now, how about we go inside and discuss the terms of your proposal over tea?”