Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

Wolfe smirked as they began to flee, and turned to face the King.

"What do you think? It's pretty efficient, isn't it? If I had made a hundred of them it would have been even more effective, but I think that one of them got the point across well enough." He announced.

"You are a madman. What have you made that can destroy an army in an instant? And what of the rules of war? Commanders aren't to take to the field against the enlisted men." The King replied.

"I'm not a Commander, am I? I'm just a visiting Mayor, and the head of a Magi Family. Properly, I'm not even a military officer back home, I was an enlisted scout when I left the service. I can see that they would have some objections to a Rank Six combatant joining the battle against the front ranks, but they had Rank Four defensive spells." Wolfe agreed.

"When you put it that way, you aren't a Royal by Demon standards, though by Magi standards you are a High Noble. Our prohibitions on entering combat bar everyone at Rank Seven and up, simply because of the damage that would be done, but a Rank Six unit leader is quite common for the Wrath Demons. If I explain it to the war council that way, I suppose that we can overlook the fine details."

There was a snort of laughter from beside him as one of the Council members in question walked up.

"Yes, when we explain to their envoy that it was one Rank Six Magi that they annoyed with their attack, I'm certain that their tune will change. They view the Magi as Magic using humans, though technically, they're not the same species." The Councillor agreed.

"So, it's fine by you? I could make more of these to give to a bunch of Rank One maids if it's an issue in the future." Wolfe suggested.

"Combat maids with rapid fire Rank Six spells? As erotic as that thought might be, I suggest that we should likely hold off on the idea until we're certain that none of them hold a grudge. What did you do in your world to prevent acts of rebellion and friendly fire?"

Wolfe shrugged. "I just gave them all weapons and let them sort it out themselves. We haven't actually had a deliberate friendly fire incident yet, it's been pretty clear about who has their best interests at heart, and even if they turned traitor, it wouldn't get them any leniency from the enemy."

"So you just rely on the fact that the army that is at war with you doesn't accept deserters? What about political infighting?" The Council member asked, deeply concerned about the implications.

"The weapons of war that we have are so deadly that they can poison entire lineages, even if there are survivors after the battle. That alone was enough to keep the last rebellion from using truly despicable methods when they tried to eliminate their political enemies.

Instead of shooting them in the back, which would have led to a firefight within the units, they pretended to be allies, and then retreated while the front lines were fighting the monsters, essentially sending their political enemies on a suicide mission.

There hasn't been much forgiveness for that yet, but the two sides have split the territory for now, and they are actively avoiding each other until things get more stable." Wolfe explained.

"We will have to get someone to record a history from your world so that we know what the formalities are with such dangerous weapons. If you massed those spells, it would be no less dangerous than having a group of Overlords attacking, or Saints, as the Witches and Humans call theirs." The King agreed.

"There are heavier weapons as well, and flying machines. But when I left, there was nothing enchanted to a level higher than Rank Three. Rank One and Two were the most common, as they were sufficient for most battles against mundane equipment and low-ranking monsters." Wolfe added.

"Oh, that is brilliant. Yes, you could cast a weaker version of the spells so that they were suited to the target they were intended for. That would alleviate most of the concerns about overkill.

"Alternately, you can enchant the rifle itself, and then the user is the one who will activate the spells, so it will be at their level. That might be more practical for your people, as it will also tie the number of enchanted shots to the users' mana replenishment.

When I enchant the bullets in advance, they can be used by anyone, which makes them incredibly dangerous to keep on hand, but enchanted rifles are no more dangerous than an extremely long range enchanted bow."

Risa poked Wolfe in the back, and he turned to see the big Demoness blushing at him.

"Oh crap, I pulled from the Pentacle to cast the reloading spell, didn't I? Sorry about that, it can have some side effects."

Risa shook her head. "Not from the full Pentacle, just from the bodyguards. We instinctively send you mana when you need it, it's been trained into us. I must say, though, your mana draw rate is incredible. You were using as much on your own as all three of us combined were sending you."

"That is all thanks to our lovely King here, with his Time Magic. The enhancement to my mana density is what allows me to move so much mana so quickly. I might lack the raw power of an Overlord, but I daresay that I wouldn't lose to too many of them in a contest of mana usage."

The Demons around Wolfe chuckled at his observation. They doubted that any two of their Commanders could equal up to what Wolfe and his bodyguards were using to cast the spell up on the wall. The fact that it didn't phase him at all, or leave him shaking from the mana overload, was crazy enough. What he had used all that mana for was outright cheating.

"Well, if they do come back, they're going to have a defensive barrier over the Phalanx as well, I can guarantee that." One of the Sergeants, a short Demon in black robes with a conical pointed hood, laughed.

"Yeah, nobody will volunteer to get bombarded with that again. The tactic is brilliant, though, I think we might need to change the spells on our bows to have a secondary explosion." One of the archers agreed."

"I'm glad I could be of help, gentlemen."