Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

The breakfast plates were brought out, and the guests looked at the impressive collection of dishes, each served on its own small plate, but with a whole tray of them presented at once, instead of by courses, as would be normal for a dinner.

Wolfe addressed the room. "This is my preferred way to eat breakfast. Get all the food out at once, and then you can mix flavours. We can get to business after the meal.

Those who would like fertility or Farm Blessings can go to the Ladies Cassie and Ella. Those with other requests can start with me, and we will see what can be done."

That got them through the meal in what might be record time for a group of leisurely Nobles, much to the staff's relief.

The Countess Dewinter, thanks to her financial issues, had a very limited staff, and not a separate one for meal service, so they all had other things to do, and a lot of cleaning to finish, with so many people coming and going lately.

They were still religiously maintaining every corner of the house, keeping up with the immaculate state that the witches' magic had left it in after the renovation, so they hadn't noticed that the house was actually self-cleaning in the most basic sense.

It wouldn't get everything, but the spell would stop dust from collecting.

Two thirds of the Nobles went to the witches, but the older, and more militarily experienced Nobles came to Wolfe for improvements to their home security, and other concerns.

"I don't suppose that you could provide some of those wicked fireball staves that you gave the maids in the Demon King's castle, could you?" One of the older men asked.

"Unfortunately, I am morally averse to becoming an arms dealer. Those were provided for my personal defence, as the attack began while I was busy reading in the library." Wolfe replied.

He sighed, then smiled, which made the scars on his face wrinkle up and emphasize his age.

"I had thought that might be the case. But if you could help with the home security, this [Kind Intentions] spell, I believe it was, I would be grateful. I have prepared a small gift in exchange.

It is an Anchor. They're no longer commonly used, but for long-distance travel, they are wonderful items. You leave one where you want to go, and then you can sense it from great distances, so you can open a transport portal directly to its location without the need for complex calculations and intense focus."

That would go well with the minor portal device that he already had. If they were going to travel around this land before returning, it could prove vital to their safety to be able to return to a known location.

One of the men, who had a General's stars tattooed on his neck, gave Wolfe a curious look. "I don't suppose that you will be giving a lecture at the seminars that begin today, will you? Surely, they could find a time slot for you over the next few weeks."

Wolfe nodded. "I will talk for a while next week about the unique enchanting methods that I use, but I am primarily attending to learn the ways that are used locally, as they are different from what I do, and the combination of the two might lead to something wonderful."

The Nobles all sat up a little straighter, excited to hear what Wolfe might have in mind.

"Perhaps we could make a new flag of truce with [Kind Intentions] on it so that both sides know that it's not a trap. That would build a lot of trust during negotiations, and prevent misunderstandings that lead to mass casualties." Wolfe suggested.

"Or perhaps I could introduce new personal transport vehicles. Flying bicycles could be fun." He added.

The General laughed, shaking his head. "Fun is a relative term. Flying bicycles sounds utterly terrifying as a transport method."

"I mean, you could use a staff as a flying device." Wolfe shrugged.

"A flying staff? That might actually be really cool, but how would you do that?" One of the other men asked.

"No wait, don't answer that yet, or we will get completely side tracked before we all head to the symposium. We had other matters to speak of first." The General interjected.

"Alright, I will get started then. I know at least a few of you would prefer privacy for your home security, but that would take an excessive amount of time. Instead, I will pass you the core inside a bag, so others won't be able to see what it looks like. That should be enough to allow you to safely place it within your house." Wolfe offered.

He would actually create it in the bag and pretend he took it from the spatial storage bag he had bought, but it was the same thing, really.

The Nobles nodded in agreement, and took out an assortment of magical trinkets, and in a few cases, magic crystals, which were far less valuable here, but highly valuable to Wolfe, as they often had spells or knowledge imbued into them that he could learn.

"Once the [Kind Intentions] barriers are done, I believe that a few of us have additional requests. Compensated of course." The General suggested with a smile, as Wolfe pulled out a half dozen bags with golden statues of Petros enchanted inside.

Petros would find it hilarious that he was being used as the model, as nearly everyone in town already had a painting or statue of him somewhere in their home, as he was the only local Saint. It was a genius disguise strategy, and he wasn't known for giving out enchanted statues of himself, for obvious reasons of decency and humility.

Wolfe had no such restraints, but even he wouldn't enchant statues of himself. That would just be tacky.

"Now, the protective barriers are handed out. You can check to see what you got as a core in private, but now we can move on to the other requests."