Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

The sun was already above the horizon when Wolfe flew over the first line of guards around the Academy with a friendly wave. He wasn't sure they could see it, with him being three thousand metres in the air and all, but it was the thought that counted.

He landed in the courtyard of the Academy just as the Werewolf came out to see what was going on, and the guards from the gate rushed over to yell at him.

"Gates are for walking through, not flying over." The witch informed him in an amused, but playful tone. 

Everyone here knew who Wolfe was, and he had treated many of them in the past. So, when he suddenly landed at the Academy, their first concern was that he was here to warn them that they were about to be under attack.

Wolfe turned to the Werewolf. "Can you call Peach and the Nymph? I would like their help with something."

The werewolf's face went blank for a moment, then he nodded. "They're on their way out. What did you have in mind for today, Demon? The new students don't start here for a few more weeks."

Wolfe smiled and clapped him on the shoulder.

"Advanced preparations. I have an inscription that will allow them to cleanse their Bloodline Curse, and all other Curses on them, just by standing within it. It purifies the mana within the region, which forcibly strips the curse damage from their bodies, and ejects it from their auras as they use mana. Something like a protective barrier for the mana that makes it incompatible with curses.

I want to cast it over the whole Academy, along with a Mana Gathering Array to increase the Mana Density here to match the Fae Forest. That should have everyone advancing at a suitable pace, and if the Headmistress doesn't object, I will also ask the Nymph to give me a hand with a few more defensive spells.

The Fae have one that keeps enemies out, and between us, we can extend the range. Then there is the [Kind Intentions] spell, which is Unholy Magic that activates when someone has intentions to harm.

It doesn't stop hunting, or animals from eating, since it's soul-based, but it will stop the enemy from coming through Portals to attack. We tested that theory ourselves in Forest Grove." Wolfe explained.

"Interesting, so you can cleanse the Bloodline Curse automatically? Will you be spreading the knowledge around?" The Nymph asked as she seemed to appear out of nowhere, wearing a cute green dress made of leaves.

"I have already used it on Sylvan City, and I'm going to use it on Morgana Fortress City as well. It's active on Forest Grove and has been for a while, so I know that it's effective, and doesn't seem to have lingering side effects." Wolfe replied.

"Oh, that is a good spell. I suppose that I could work with you on a few defensive spells for the area. Peach will be happy to have them once they're active." The Nymph agreed.

Wolfe looked around the yard, and noticed that there were no more people coming outside, and there was no unusual excitement in the building.

"Where is the Headmistress?" He asked.

"She trusts us to take care of this, and show you inside if you're staying. So, can we cast the spells? Let's start with the attunement spell." The Nymph suggested.

"Attunement?" Wolfe asked.

"I think you know it as the Fae Forest spell, but we're already in a Forest, so I just need to attune it to the Fae, and it will naturally start to transform and take on the properties of a Fae Forest. It's the same effect that the grasslands outside your forest are experiencing, and I'm not going to totally remake the forest here." She explained.

The Werewolf looked skeptical at the mention, but the little Nymph shot him a glare that stopped any questions he might have been about to raise.

Clearly, she didn't intend to mention anything to Headmistress Peach first, and there was a good chance that the woman had said no to transforming the Forest in the past. But that wasn't his problem, and the Fae would take good care of the area once it was attuned, like they had begun to in the grasslands that had been repaired by the spread of the Fae magic.

"Alright. Then we can do it just like we did in the Frozen Wastes. You begin the spell, and I will transfer you extra mana. It won't be on as grand of a scale, since we had a powerful Elf to help last time, but I think that we can still get acceptable results, and then move on to the [Mana Purification] spell that I came here to grant the incoming students." Wolfe agreed.

"You have an Elf? Is she pretty? Does she smell good? What's her name? Or is it he? Oh, what I wouldn't give for a nice hunky he-elf." The Nymph asked.

"It's a she, and her name is Khalifa. Khalifa the Huntress is how she's known by the Fae, I believe. She's pretty, and powerful. Definitely not soft, and she's got a pack of Dire Wolves that she's quite fond of." Wolfe replied.

"Oh! That is incredibly good luck on your part. Yes, she should be excellent at casting protective magic, all the Hunters are. Alright, let's get this done, and then we can do whatever Magi things you came here for."

The Nymph began to cast her magic, and a chair made of vines appeared beside her. She patted the seat and Wolfe settled in beside her, before she climbed into his lap and giggled.

"Remember the Moon Ceremony? You've always been a comfortable cushion." She laughed, then began to cast the defensive magic with a tug at Wolfe's mana, asking him to help.

He opened the pathways to let her pull what she needed, and felt that the werewolf was also in the link, though his magical abilities were innate and not well suited to casting spells. The magic of a werewolf felt more feral and bestial, but the Nymph seemed to know what she was doing, so Wolfe just let her pull until she reached the limit of his mana flow.

"You can have more from my mana cores if you need it near the end, but it's best to pace ourselves." He whispered to the petite Fae.

"Got it. It won't be long, I just need to protect the Academy and a few kilometres around it for now." She agreed.

As the spell reached the peak, she poked Wolfe on the side and smirked.

"Add your Purification thingy now, and whatever else you need to cast, and we can wrap them up all in one bundle." The Nymph instructed.

"Got it."

Wolfe cast the arrays, and she wove them into the Fae Magic, forming one entwined mass of defensive spells that settled over the Academy in a flood of extra mana and purification, as well as a lively natural feeling. 

It wasn't as tranquil feeling as the Fae Forest. It felt more like a monster's den, a protected by power type of aura, but it didn't feel like it was much weaker as a deterrent barrier. Only seconds after they had settled, Wolfe felt [Kind Intentions] being triggered, and the Nymph giggled as she hopped off his lap.

"Oh, the students will be so mad about that one. No more bullying, and there's nothing they can do about it without breaking all the barriers around the Academy." She crowed, celebrating her victory.

"Well, I'm glad you're happy. But if we're finished, I need to get to the Fortress City and get them set up before I turn in for the night. It's better if everyone is protected before the United World Army realizes what I have done." Wolfe informed her.

"Will you be doing the border cities of Myrrh Coven as well?" The werewolf asked.

Wolfe shook his head. "I will ask the others to take care of it for me. They can get there faster than I can, and there are only a few villages near the border to guard. There are a few other Demons with the knowledge to cast these barriers working as Familiars now, and at least five of them should still be in the city."

Before he forgot, he sent a mental message to take care of the Myrrh Coven border villages to the witches of the Second Pentacle, and prepared to head to Morgana Fortress City.

The Nymph waved as he activated the flight magic.

"See you soon."