Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

At the end of the evening, Thorin was whisked away by a group of other blacksmiths to celebrate his advancement, while Wolfe and the others returned to their room.

Stephanie, Molly and Lula had all chosen to eat in their room, since they could get away without being in public, and they didn't want to deal with the Noblewomen who were pleading with Cassie and Ella for charms that afternoon.

They didn't know that the issue had already been handled by the Professor, but Stephanie preferred to be in small groups anyhow, and wasn't the world's most social person.

They were all expecting the worst in the morning when they walked back to the University, but nobody bothered them on the trip, other than a few Nobles who wanted to approach Wolfe about the previous day's lesson. That was normal and expected, though. Most of them were serious about the projects now that Wolfe had been the one to propose them, along with a way to make them happen easily and cost effectively.

That turned Wolfe's morning lecture into a question and answer session primarily focused on infrastructure improvement magic, which eventually went to road improvement spells, which the locals had never considered could be done with sand or stone and fire magic to make hardened volcanic rock bricks as a form of cobblestone that didn't have to be individually laid, just pressed as a pattern onto the road before it was liquified with fire.

None of them were prepared for that level of out of the box thinking, and it got them completely sidetracked as they reconsidered everything they knew about how magic was supposed to be used.

Fire was the most common usage of offensive magic, and every mage could do it, though you had to be Rank Two or higher to be able to liquify stone, ideally on the strong side of Rank Three for it to be time efficient to do a whole road.

Even using wet local clay and a metal roller to create the cobblestone pattern, then firing it in place with magic would make incredible roads compared to the regular dirt roads, which were already mostly clay and often impassible after a rain.

Wolfe suggested concrete, but to the locals, that sounded like too large of a project to connect anything more than houses in a village.

But they were willing to keep coming up with questions right to the end of the seminar, and then they were ranked by popularity to be detailed in the upcoming days.

In the advanced Artificing class after lunch, Thorin was looking much worse for wear when he came in to teach, and it didn't take long for everyone to realize that he had been out all night celebrating.

"Alright, let's move on to more complex links between inscriptions and material resonance theory." He began, as if his eyes weren't bloodshot, and he hadn't obviously just taken a shower, so he didn't smell as strongly of liquor.

The next few days followed the same pattern. Thorin came in early in the morning, having been up most of the night, and then catching a few hours of sleep in the morning while he wasn't teaching.

Wolfe taught his morning class, going through the possible ways to improve their homes and villages one or two per day, and then he went to the Artificing class, which was getting more technical by the day, as the Nobles began to more clearly understand Thorin's methods, and the logic behind them.

"Are you alright?" Wolfe finally asked when Thorin stumbled into class, still looking half asleep on the second last day of the seminars.

The dark dwarf nodded. "I didn't realize what I had volunteered for. I have had to handle over a thousand applications from Journeyman Artificers and their families in the last week, and I'm looking forward to nothing more than the day you leave, so I don't have to pretend that I'm considering the distant relatives of influential nobles anymore."

"Oh, I thought you were busy in the forge. Sorry for the trouble." Wolfe replied.

Thorin chuckled wearily. "Don't think that I haven't tried. They come right into the forge to make their appeals."

"Have you found one? I can make an announcement that I have chosen, and then it won't be on you anymore." Wolfe offered.

"There are two that really stand out. The fourth son of Baron Richthofen, or thirty-first Princess Amelia. Both are accomplished Journeymen in the Artificer's craft, both are willing to move permanently to another world to teach their craft and look for quality apprentices while they work toward Master status, and most importantly, neither of them has a spouse that will object." Thorin explained.

Wolfe tried not to laugh. Cassie and Ella were going to strangle him when he told them that he'd acquired another Princess.

"I believe that Princess Amelia would be a wonderful choice. There are Royals from dozens of different lineages in Forest Grove, so not only would she have the opportunity to shop for the perfect apprentice, she would also be around other Royals, so she wouldn't have to work in an environment that is below her status, or with those who don't understand the struggles of a Royal far from the throne." Wolfe decided.

"Wonderful. If it's her, nobody will be able to pull rank to claim they should have been chosen.

Thank you, Patriarch Noxus." Thorin sighed.

Wolfe took his seat, and Thorin moved to the front of the class.

"For these last two days, we are going to do something fun. Patriarch Noxus has been teaching lessons on public infrastructure for nearly two weeks now, with excellent reception by the Nobles, so we will cover the one great Artificing Accomplishment that is so often overlooked when planning a new village.

The portal array."

The whole class sat up straighter. Not only were they notoriously difficult to create, with rare materials and hundreds of interwoven spells and crystal formations, the knowledge of how to do it was not commonly shared outside the ranks of Master Craftsmen.

"Now, let's get started."