Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

The other continental leaders were rightfully suspicious of what Wolfe had in mind for the future of the Frozen Wastes, and the rest of the continent, but they had not been prepared for him to just openly admit that he would go along with their plan until it no longer suited him.

Both the Fae and the Demons took everything that they could get and fought tooth and nail to keep what they had, so the concept of Wolfe not trying to take the whole Continent when it was obvious that most of the nations would support him in the endeavour was utterly baffling to them.

What they didn't understand was that even if he didn't take the title, the people here all knew his name, they wanted the products that his people brought them, and they would listen to his plans when he wanted something done in return.

Wolfe could avoid the title and the work that went with it, but still keep most of the influence until he had the power that nobody would question him taking over the role officially.

The ancient Demon and the Fae Prince who were stuck with the job had a fairly clear idea of how things were going to go for them, as they were responsible for coordinating the various guardians of the regions, but when it came to the population, the Guardians only had a limited influence here. The people were used to being autonomous on this continent, not like the former citizens of the One World Government, who were used to being told what to do and when.

"I still think it's a trick, and he's going to do something as soon as we leave." Gregor noted.

"What could he do against that much power? I think that he will try something underhanded in his position as guardian of the Frozen Wastes." Josephine disagreed.

Wolfe smiled at them. "I don't see why you think that I need to do something underhanded. There are many roles other than the Continental Representative that will allow me to continue advancing the people of my region, and expanding trade across our continent and into the Demon Realms."

The Fae Prince nodded in agreement. "Give him another year, and he will be so ridiculously wealthy that it won't matter what title we give him, everyone will owe him too much to argue with him. We took a look at their production facility just a moment ago, and he has deliberately used complex arrays that anyone can use, but only a Magi could recreate.

The Incubi Kingdom want his aircraft, and so does nearly everyone else. More than a few of the Guardians on your continents were here for the festival, looking for favours and goods.

But that's enough about the economics of it all, I think that we're all agreed on the formal titles, and now we can get down to the real business of the day. We need to discuss the issue with the foreign humans and their attacks."

Damien, Overlord of the Polar Continent in the south, gave the Prince a curious look. "Which ones? I have felt portal attempts from no fewer than three different worlds so far, and they are unlikely to stop probing for a way onto this world the way that the ones who attacked here managed.

They might not all be humans, either. If one of those worlds is inhabited by War Bears, or Orcs or something even more sinister, we could be calling another emergency meeting much sooner than expected."

"Well, we know of one human army that was defeated here, and we are planning to send troops to keep them from reusing that portal location. But the Demon Realms have had a human problem for a while now, and I'm told that even Faerie gets them now and then." Wolfe agreed.

The Fae all nodded. "It's an issue with some human worlds. They've realized that they can force open portals to Faerie, and they come to loot magical plants and items, sometimes kidnap Fae Folk.

It's a bit of a mess, but the mushrooms have a mind of their own, and they tend to open portals in the strangest of places. Sometimes it works out, like when Khalifa got that Wolf pack as a present from you, all gift wrapped in a barrier and everything.

We all got a giggle about that one. Patriarch Wolfe gifted the Huntress of the Fae Royal Family a wolf pack. You should see them now, they're slowly turning into lapdogs in the Imperial Palace, and they're getting fat with everyone coming to give them snacks while she's away in this world and not hunting at home."

Just the thought of that was amusing to Wolfe. The gift had been unintentional, but he wasn't going to say otherwise. If the Fae wanted them, they could have them, the creatures were a menace to society when they were living in the Frozen Wastes, though part of that would have been the influence of the Curses making them more violent.

Casanova brought out a map and set it on the table, along with a collection of small blue rocks.

"What I suggest is that we set up a reporting system for all portals on and off this planet. That way we know who is with us and who is unauthorized so that we can get ahead of any smuggling efforts or possible invasions. There will always be someone looking to get a quick buck by dodging import taxes into the Demon Realms, and it will make the Royals upset if we don't do anything to try to stop it.

But with a reporting system in place, the Continental Representatives can keep track of all the openings, which will let us prepare for the next time that an incident like this happens. There aren't many planets that would be able to deal with all the Continental Reps together, much less ones that are organized enough to send an army that could do it."

"And?" Josephine asked, assuming that he had some ulterior motive for wanting to work together.

The Incubus sighed. "And, it will be hilarious to see the look on their faces when they get here and see a whole group of Rank Eight Fae and Demons working together."