Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

610 610 Repeat Requests

Once the boss had said his piece and turned over the paperwork, he left the dining hall, and Rail led Wolfe back to the library so they could use the tables to spread out the request forms and start making a plan as to how they were going to deal with so many requests at one time.

Almost all of them were small requests, and wouldn't take long to fulfill, but Wolfe could see that they would quickly add up to a lot of time off his service. So, the first thing that he did was skim through them and sort them by location, while Rail decided which ones to hand him and which were too much of a hassle and should be put to the side to finish later.

"Why would they think that this was the first thing they should ask for? Help with the security of their mother's house in Todai? That's forty thousand kilometres from here." Rail muttered as she read one of the sheets.

"We could make a talisman and mail it. Do the Demon Realms have a mail service?" Wolfe asked.

"Domestic service only, with some going to nearby allies. Todai is four Kingdoms away, and they're not an allied Kingdom." Rail explained.

She noticed Wolfe's confused expression and realized that he had no clue about international politics in the Demon Realms.

"We're not allies, but we're also not enemies. Most of the demon realms are separated by geography, not any particular loyalty. If they don't like the weather, the common Demons will move. If they don't like the tax rates, they will move. It's only the more powerful Noble Demons that stay in one spot and form the core of the Kingdoms.

You see, there are a lot of lesser species that are the Lower Realms equivalent of humans. They've got a bit of magic power, since they are Demons, but they'll never complete a mana core, and there has been some debate whether all of them are actually intelligent, and not just cunning beasts.

The weather in Todai is similar to the weather here, so it's not unheard of for some of the Common Demons to move from one Kingdom to the other searching for work. Most of the migrants screwed up at their jobs and were run out of town, so they're viewed with some suspicion, but it's usually pretty easy to tell which ones are the actual criminals." She added.

"Noted. So, the mail a talisman idea is out. A lot of these are actually the same thing, though. Half of the palace staff has already asked for an enchanted bed, and it looks like they're all willing to pay fairly well for it. I thought that palace servants were usually pretty broke?"

Rail nodded. "They are. The price for most of those enchanted bed requests to be filled would cost them nearly two weeks' wages. But for a perfect bed? How do you put a price on that? Once I found out that you could do that, I was kicking myself for not thinking of sneaking into yours to see just how good it was."

Wolfe wiggled his eyebrows with a suggestive smile, and the succubus giggled.

"Oh, I've been tempted, but I'm truly after the bed." She teased.

"The sad part is, I can't even blame you. The beds are incredible. I don't know how much they could tell from the inscriptions that they were viewing through a scrying spell, but that bed is a masterpiece. Here, let me demonstrate." Wolfe offered, and began to prepare an array to temporarily upgrade her chair.

Rail looked at him in shock as her chair invisibly adjusted, then groaned in pleasure as she sank into the magically enhanced cushion.

"It's like sitting on a cloud. No pressure spots at all, just pure bliss." She sighed.

"Now, imagine you could sleep on that every night." Wolfe informed her.

"They would never get me out of bed. I don't care how good the sleep is, I would never want to get up." Rail agreed, her violet eyes flashing with inner magic.

"I will agree, this spell is dangerous in ways that many would never appreciate until they tried, but once you're used to it, your daily stress levels will plummet, and your body will feel years younger." Wolfe agreed.

"Is there a way that you can mass produce those? Because I see dozens of requests for more comfortable furniture. There are a hundred maids in the palace, plus thirty ministers and advisors are here at least part-time in their suites, and then the six cooks who live here. The rest of the staff goes home at night, so they're not as high up the list, but if you're going to do furniture for a few of them other than the ministers and advisors, you'll face a lot of pressure to do the rest." Rail asked.

"There is. I can make an amulet version that will conform to the bed that it's cast on. It's not perfect, as it won't be tailored to the individual bed, but it will be very good. I should likely do some of them in person, though, so that the high ranked Demons don't feel slighted.

Can you imagine some of the responses from the more stuffy Demon Nobles if they find out that I gifted them the same exact bed spell that the maids sleep on? I'd be locked up for the whole century, and not working my time off." Wolfe replied with a laugh.

Both Rail and the maid who was eavesdropping as she dusted the bookshelves giggled, and Wolfe knew that he was correct in his assessment.

"What I need are at least enough small tokens for the staff, and then we can do the resident Nobles bedrooms, starting with the King, if his isn't already perfected." He added.

"Alright, I know just the thing. You, Maid, what is your name? I need you to fetch us a box of employee tokens from the Castle Security Minister." Rail ordered.

"Jellico ma'am. I will get them right away. Should I inform him of his pending upgrade when he asks?" The maid replied.

"Yes, it should help get him to turn over the passes without a fight." Rail agreed with a smile that sent the small demon flying out of the room on previously concealed wings.