Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

The carriage pulled into the village, and everyone got out to greet the growing crowd of locals who had been alerted to pause business for an important meeting with the Countess. That wasn't something that often happened, so other than the most essential of functions, like the assistants who were watching the ovens in the bakery, a few stable hands, the cook at the Inn, and some farmers who still had livestock in town today, everyone in town had turned out in their prayer day best to see their Lady.

"Greetings, everyone. I have some good news for you today. I have made a deal with Saint Noxus, Patriarch of the Noxus Family, who will, with the assistance of his wives, cast a number of enhancing charms over the territory.

Saint Noxus, can you explain the process?" Countess Dewinter began.

Wolfe stepped up on the plinth that held the statue of one of the ancient Counts who had first settled the area.

"Greetings everyone. I will keep this simple because I know you all need to get back to work. But it was important that as many of you as possible were not working while we made this announcement.

We will be casting a spell to renovate the buildings in town, and that may alter some of the tools and machinery, as it will restore worn parts, changing their tolerances. You will have to adjust them before you can go back to work.

There will also be a protective charm placed on the town that discourages violence and criminality. It won't be at the level of a barrier when it is spread over the town, but it should discourage grifters from even entering, and calm some of the bar brawls."

A few of the locals chuckled at that, while the Countess looked embarrassed.

"Don't worry, I know that sometimes you just need to let off some steam, and as long as you're not trying to kill or seriously injure anyone, the spell won't stop you.

But the most important part, even more than the renovations that will be done with magic, is the Garden Charm that is being placed over the entire territory. Crops, including your home gardens, will grow more quickly with heartier flavours and more abundant fruits, while needing less watering.

That should help prevent drought related disasters and bad crop years, which will help everyone in the long run."

The houses and businesses were already showing signs of refreshed paint, and Wolfe guessed that the process was half over, while Stephanie was almost done with the Countywide Garden Charm.

"I will cast the defensive barrier now, so you all can get used to the feeling, and it won't take you by surprise." Wolfe added, as he drew the Garden Charm into his growing Array, along with the basic mana gathering formation that would keep it active.

Kind Intentions took effect, and the townsfolk immediately looked more relaxed.

"That's the spell. See, it's not such a bad one, and it might even help with sleep issues. Now, the other magics are almost finished, so I will return you to the Countess for some final words." Wolfe finished.

He placed the Array on the bedrock below the statue, not on the statue itself, and watched as it settled into self-sufficiency with a gentle flow of mana that very few would even notice.

The effects of the garden charm were strong enough that they were immediately noticeable, though. The basic effect of the charm was to keep plants healthy, so all the wilted flowers and dried grass were returning to a healthy state.

With them being in the Central Park, and Wolfe standing on the base of a statue, which was naturally surrounded by flowers and grass, the effect was impossible to miss. The startling nature of the regrowth was impressive enough that the locals didn't notice right away that the faded paint on their shops had been restored, and that the ever present creaking of worn machinery had faded.

Not that they had anything high-tech here, but the flour mill operated on a windmill, and some of the other shops in town, including the weavers, used basic machinery as well.

Wolfe wouldn't say that they had reached the industrial revolution, but they weren't stuck in the Stone Age either.

He was just stepping down off the statue when a young man with one eye and one arm walked up to point an accusing finger at him.

"You, you're that crazy Magi from the Magic Kingdom. The one that firebombed us for disturbing your reading." He accused.

Wolfe nodded. "One and the same. I do apologize for your unfortunate fate, but the Commanders were warned not to attempt to break the treaty."

Ella gave the angry man a sympathetic look. He had surely lost countless friends that day, from how Wolfe had described the event, so she took it upon herself to cast a proper healing spell on him, restoring his eyesight and his lost limb in a matter of seconds with nothing more than a touch on the shoulder.

The new flesh grew out of his rolled sleeve, as the crowd buzzed with shocked questions.

"A bit of compensation, from our Family to yours. Soldiers suffer enough in war, they shouldn't have to continue to suffer afterwards." She explained.

"A blessing. A blessing from the Divine One." A few old women in the crowd began to mutter, and the sentiment began to spread through the townsfolk.

Ella had forgotten that healing magic was incredibly uncommon here, especially the sort that the witches used, so simply going to a magical healer wasn't an option.

Duke Roth stared just as intensely as any villager, open-

mouthed in awe. Countess Dewinter managed to hide it a bit better, but Wolfe knew that she would love to have that sort of healing ability available to her on a more regular basis.

"I will make some potions available to you later. You can split them into ten vials each, to heal major injuries among your people. But you won't be able to replace them once we're gone, so be frugal with them." He whispered into her ear.