Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

The next morning started later than usual, as nobody really wanted to get out of bed, but by the time that noon came around, there was no more delaying the inevitable. They were going to have to shower and get ready to see what sort of chaos was going on in the city.

Nobody had sent them any sort of urgent alerts, Risa was on guard outside the door, and she would have informed them if there were any developments, and there had been no requests over the radio for more troops.

Both were good signs, but the troops were ready to come back to town again, now that the attacks seemed to have stopped, and that meant one final check of the battlefield before they lowered their state of readiness back to the usual standby.

The first stop of the morning was the training area, where the two new mages were trying to teach the beastkin how to use magic properly, according to their technique. Most of them could sense magic and use mana crystals to cast spells already, and they were catching on very quickly, even managing some basic magic on the first day.

The mages were overjoyed. They had been hoping it would work, and they could hold up their end of the bargain so that the Fae had no reason to renege on the keeping them safe and comfortable part of the deal. They were so happy about it, in fact, that they seemed to have completely forsaken whatever loyalty they owed to the world they came from and traded it for praise from catgirls and bunnies.

But when they got to the design labs to see how things were going, the situation changed. They had just developed a new set of parachutes for dropping cargo to the various towns and military depots, which were working wonderfully. But the success meant that they were short on material, and they needed to manually cast spells on every one of the parachutes, and finally, they needed more cargo airplanes to make the deliveries with, as the few they had were not going to be enough to keep an entire front line supplied.

"Is there anything that you're not short of?" Ella asked as Wolfe surveyed the frantically working designers.

"We've got plenty of new ideas, I think that we're good on those for the week. Now we just need to get the old ideas working and out the door." Janet, the chocolate skinned head of design, joked.

Her Myrrh Coven accent was completely gone already, and she sounded faintly Fae when she talked, influenced by the number of Faeries and Trolls in the design team.

Both species were enamoured of the idea that they could make new technological devices that blended magic and science to do things that Magic couldn't easily do alone.

"What do you need from me? I can provide mana, instructions on how to make increasingly dense mana crystals for industrial use, or possibly a compound inscription for mass production." Wolfe offered.

"The third one, but we need it at the airstrip so that they can make more cargo aircraft. We've been trying to train pilots as well as we can, but the number of planes is holding us back now. If we can get four more of those big cargo planes, that would be perfect.

Then they want to test out a wing of our new fighter bombers. They're a pretty cool combination, and they use a completely magical air-to-air attack, with magically enhanced bombs.

I don't care what nation they're from, they'll never expect that."

Ella ran over to check out the design schematics, while Wolfe sighed.

"You know, we only have so much manpower to make all of these things. What do you want first, the cargo planes or the new fighters? The cargo planes are huge, and immensely complex. It's going to take the entire staff just to make one of them in a day. The fighters are smaller, but they look even more complex, and from what I can see in the designs, they will need huge amounts of mana." Wolfe reminded her.

"That's fine. We talked to the Incubi Kingdom representatives, and they brought the Ancient Kingdom representatives, who were all eager to try out as pilots. That's another hundred roughly witch sized volunteers, all of whom are Rank Two or higher. That should be enough to at least keep the plane flying once the crystals have been depleted in combat." Janet replied, unconcerned about the mana cost.

If they weren't relying on the witches, but the slower flying and wingless species of Demons, the personnel crunch would not be quite as bad. It would take some adjusting, as they still couldn't replicate all the human sensors, and the navigation systems that the humans used were completely useless these days, but other than that, it should be possible to actually start an air force.

"Alright. That is our project for the day. I will go to the airport and set up the Arrays to make new cargo planes today. We will work on the rest of it another time. Did we need to make any changes to the planes?" Wolfe asked.

"Nope, they're good the way that they are. Just make sure that you copy the plane as it is now, as we modified the old one quite a bit to prepare it for cargo. It was originally set up to move troops, and it had seats and stuff in it, and the rollers were hidden under sheets of metal. So, we can't go by the user manual that we found in it for anything other than the structure." Janet explained.

"In that case, you come with us. We need someone who knows every rivet on that plane to build it properly, I will just record it all in an array inscription and create the Mana Crystals to power it. If I am reading this right, it will be made in multiple sections, which will then be assembled using magic, so pack a lunch, we're going to be out there for a while."