Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

"So, what should I call you?" Wolfe asked the Rank Six Faerie who had been the first to show up after he had advanced.

"Call me Sweetheart." The tiny creature insisted.

"I'm thinking that calling you that might cause some issues later on. Do you have another name that you like to be called by?"

The tiny Fae giggled. "Well, in that case, you can call me Dinae. Have you been around Faeries a lot? I heard that there are some are living in your town."

Wolfe laughed. "You could say that. There are a few hundred Faeries living in the trees of Forest Grove and a small group of them working with the witches as Familiars. It has been a pretty good arrangement for us."

The Faerie zoomed around the room for a few more seconds and then returned to hover in front of Wolfe. "That is intriguing. I haven't seen a hundred Faeries living in the same place in ages, we usually spread out through the forest and only gather for special occasions. But we should get ready, there are others who are nearly here now."

Wolfe used the stone of the mountain to make some simple dishes, then used Fire Magic to heat them to magma before letting them cool into obsidian. Then he padded the chairs with magic for comfort, while Dinae prepared wooden bowls full of fruits and vegetables for the guests, and large pitchers full of fruit juice.

"Nature magic really is powerful at level six, isn't it?" Wolfe asked.

"Level Six? That is basic nature magic for a Faerie, Rank Two at the most. We're excellent at making fruit and flowers, mostly so that we can keep our supply of honey up to make sweets. The first of the others should be here. Do you want to wait inside so I can greet them?"

Wolfe smirked at the Fae. "You mean, so you can gloat about being the fastest? Why don't you come out on my shoulder instead? That way, I can greet them, and they will all still know that you were here first."

"Close enough."

Dinae landed on his shoulder, and Wolfe stepped outside to greet the incoming guests. There were a pair of Pegasus, winged horses with beautiful white hair, and one human sized demon with golden feathers on his wings.

All of them were at Rank Six, so they would be the guardians of a city or region in the nearby nations, and Wolfe could sense the approaching power of dozens more.

"Welcome, please, do come in. I am not sure that I made the accommodations large enough for everyone, I may have forgotten about the size differences between species." Wolfe greeted them.

"That's fine, we can transform." One of the Pegasuses announced, before turning into a small angelic figure, no more than a metre tall.

The novelty of a talking horse was not lost on Wolfe, and he wondered what it would take to convince one of their species to come live in Forest Grove. Not because he wanted to ride them, but just for the look on the witches faces when they met one.

The species featured in a number of myths from his childhood, but they were always portrayed as magical beasts, and not a talking, intelligent species.

The next to arrive was a Demon that looked like he was entirely made of fire, though Wolfe's vision could see that there was a small core body inside the condensed flames. He was part Fire Elemental, so he would have felt the advancement particularly easily, and he was already looking around for the source of the additional Fire Magic energy.

He simply nodded at Wolfe and then went to investigate, stopping only when he found the trap door in the floor that led to the tunnel. That was enough to satisfy him, and Wolfe assumed that he would be back later to partake in the room's advantages.

"I request that you not damage anything if you go in there. That spot is a particularly valuable cultivation location for Fire Magic creatures of all sorts, and allowing it to enlighten your understanding to an Adept level doesn't use up the resource, only some of your time." Wolfe informed him.

"Is adept as far as it will take you?" The elemental asked.

"Then I will thank you in advance. Being able to simply sit and understand will be a pleasant change for me. Fortunately, both my demonic and Elemental sides are in harmony on the matter of Fire Magic, so I haven't had the progression issues that many have had. The real restriction is that I didn't inherit as much of the natural understanding of Fire Magic, only an extreme level of power while using it."

Then, the new arrivals turned into a steady stream, with more visible in the sky by the time that any of them landed, and Wolfe was busy accepting congratulations and welcoming visitors. Being the newest Saint Rank power in the world, as well as the only known Magi above Rank One, there was a lot of socialization to be done, and nearly everyone wanted to be his friend.

"It's as far as it would take me. For you, perhaps not." Wolfe shrugged.

The Elemental hybrid nodded, and sat down to wait for more people to arrive, not particularly interested in conversation. Wolfe suspected that he just got easily annoyed by being interrupted, as Fire Elementals were known to be extremely temperamental when summoned as Familiars.

As the crowd began to gather, it also began to split.

The building wasn't large enough for all the people who had gotten curious and rushed over, but none of them wanted to admit they had no real reason to be here, other than that they were nosy about a stranger's advancement, so the ones who were less comfortable on the mountain moved inside, and those who didn't care about the weather stayed outside to chat with each other about the situation.

The first new Saint in two centuries was a big deal, after all, even if they had never met him before today. Besides, he was likely to be the continental representative in the near future, and his rate of growth was unprecedented.

It was never wrong to get to know people who were about to obtain much more power than you held.