Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

"We can make this quite easy. I just need to fetch a weapon or three from the armoury, and we can head to the edge of the forest and fire off some rounds. As long as they can see the variety of options that we can offer, it should be fine." Wolfe suggested.

"Or we could just fire straight up and give the village a fireworks show." Kira countered.

"You're quite set on that, aren't you? Alright, we will wait until dinner is finished so we don't make anyone drop a drink, and then we will put on a show.

What our esteemed guests might not know is that basically all of the weapons that I have been using are sourced from the Mundane Armies. I just enchanted their gear and turned it on them with deadly effect.

It worked so well that most of the villages have completely stopped using conventional weapons. They save enough by using the enchanted ones that they just bring their supplies for us to upgrade and no longer have to worry about running out before the summer is over."

The two new arrivals looked very excited about that news. 

"We brought some of their weapons for defence. Not a lot of them, but if you're short on them, we can provide some of the raw materials."

Wolfe shook his head. "We've got enough for this year. But the enchanted rifles are only really important when a magic user is handling them. Any of the magic-capable mutants can do it the same way they use innate magic, but it's not too efficient. 

It's better just to have them use the enchanted bullets and have them save their body's accumulated mana for emergencies.

Like the Werewolves that had used Fire Magic the first time Wolfe met them, most Mutants' bodies trapped some mana in them. They just couldn't actively collect it, so they could only actually use a spell every few weeks, and they had no aptitude for most inscriptions or other spells.

Only the occasional woman with some Witch blood could actually activate an amulet, and most of them would never think to try since it was so rare. Using the one or two spells that they naturally gained was their emergency lifeline, even though they all knew that the practice sped up and destabilized their mutations.

Cassie perked up at the mention of testing inside the village.

"I will have Priya go get what we need. We're close enough that I can get her through the mental link of the Pentagram, and she will be happy to help us demonstrate all the various weapons that we've come up with.

Do you have any witches that might need some additional equipment as well? Or male Demons that can activate large numbers of armour spells and weapons?" She asked.

"We have a fair number of Demons in the villages. Only one family per village, though. We spread out so that we could help protect the others more effectively." The Elder Kitsune explained.

"I seem to have missed your name, though. What should I call you?" Cassie finished.

Kira giggled while her father looked a bit embarrassed and hesitated to tell them.

Wolfe cleared his throat and intervened. "If you don't want to give your proper name, that is fine. I know some have spells to know when their name is spoken. You can give us a nickname."

The old man smiled. "My full name is Algalidarakarakint. But you can call me Dali."

Wolfe whistled. "Well, that's one way to make it hard for anyone to call your name by accident. Unless I electrocute them, then maybe it might happen."

The old Kitsune burst into laughter at the thought of someone calling his name involuntarily while being shocked with Lightning Magic and shook his head.

"It might be possible, but it hasn't happened yet."

Priya arrived at the same time that their food did, causing a small traffic jam as the two carts met on the pathway outside. The sound was deadened by the spell around their chairs, but Wolfe gestured for them both to come in.

The Bunny who had the food raced forward and eagerly began setting out folding trays beside everyone to put the plates on, then carefully assembled all the place settings and beamed in pride at the job perfectly done.

"Excellent work. I take it you have been practicing?" Wolfe asked as he patted the young woman's head.

"I have. It's my third day on the job. I came with my dad, who is one of the blacksmiths, and I finally convinced him that I should be able to get a job before getting married." She giggled, with her ears flicking over Wolfe's hand as he found a ticklish spot.

"Are you done flirting with the waitresses yet? I've got the rifles, the heavy machine guns, and the defensive arrays you requested." Priya teased.

"Not quite. Bunnies are too soft to stop patting them that quickly." Wolfe retorted, making the waitress giggle and step away from his hand.

"I will let you all eat. Call me when you're finished, and I will come get the dishes." She announced, then bowed and returned to her duties.

Wolfe frowned at Priya. "You reminded her that she was supposed to be working. Killjoy."

The buxom, dark-haired witch gave him a look that distinctly said that he had more than enough people to flirt with, and that number didn't include the Bunnies.

"Fine, we can start the weapons tests as soon as dinner service is finished. In the meantime, let me introduce to you the inscribed armour plating, magical armour amulets and melee weapons that we have available for purchase." Wolfe sighed.

Priya set out a selection of gear on the tray that she had brought, then gestured for the visitors to stay seated. 

"Finish your food while I show you the gear. There's no need to get up just to watch the show." She explained.

"Oh, dinner and a show. Now that's civilized." Dali the Kitsune laughed around a mouthful of mashed potatoes.

"Even more civilized than talking with your mouth full." Kira scolded him, but her plate was getting cleared just as fast as his was.