Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King



Once they saw the change, the whole atmosphere among the crowd changed. The work that Wolfe had done with the younger students was invisible, and it was only his word that they had been improved. But an immediately formed aura of that strength was something that they could all see and sense, and it was solid proof that he was really making a difference.

While the shocked student moved one shaky step away, another young witch came forward to take her place.

Wolfe quickly cleansed her system and dumped in a burst of mana that was just enough to send pleasurable tingles up her spine. He smiled at her as she gasped at the sensation, then patted her on the head as the density of her aura began to steadily grow.

"Excellent work. You also have a bright future ahead of you. Let's keep this moving. As I said, it only takes a few seconds each." Wolfe informed the crowd while the first two witches stood and stared at him in shock at what had just happened.

"I think you will have to go to them. They're in no shape to move." Ella noted as she realized that the whole crowd was frozen in awe of what they had just seen.

"You're probably right." Wolfe agreed.

"Alright everyone, stay where you are in a single file line, and I will walk down it to treat you one by one."

Wolfe stepped to the next witch in line and purged her system in an instant, letting some excess mana flow through her veins the same as he had for the others to give her aura a quick burst of growth.

One after another, the witches got the same treatment, while the Mayor followed along beside Wolfe, trying to learn exactly what he was doing that was making such a fundamental change to their bodies.

"You can look all you want, even I can't see the mana veins. I can sense them somewhat, but the way that he can see and manipulate them is beyond even my healing magic." Ella informed the Mayor as Wolfe worked.

"I suppose that if it were that easy, we wouldn't be in this predicament to begin with. But I really do wish that I could find a way that we could keep helping our Witches gain strength. The stories you've told us about your home make it seem like a Mythical place, far removed from the ordinary life of a farm village." The Mayor sighed.

Ella giggled at the words. "You would be surprised. It might seem very different, but in reality, it's still a farm village, just a very different one, with enchanted gardens hidden in a forest. All of the same work still needs to be done. Someone needs to harvest and store the food, cook the meals, make the clothes, teach the children and the student Witches, keep things organized."

"But with you around, it should be easier. Everyone would submit to the will of a Rank Two witch." The Mayor reminded her.

"Well, sure, if I was the only one. But there's like a dozen of us in the village. So, we're all in charge of different things. When I'm home, I work in the new project research lab and the repair side of the garages since I grew up as a Mechanic's daughter."

The Mayor looked shocked at those words. "Wait, you grew up in a Commoner family? Not a Coven Council Family, or a Fallen Noble Family?"

Ella nodded. "Exactly. I'm the first witch in my recorded lineage. I'm sure there were others in the past, but not with my Father's last name. So, I know an awful lot about repairing bikes, taxis and the other transit vehicles used in Morgana City, and everything I learned about magic came during or after I spent time at the Academy.

The fact that I made it to Rank Two is a combination of good genetic luck and a lot of help from our friendly neighbourhood Demon Lord. When you spend most of your nights in his bed, there is a lot of excess mana to absorb to help bring your aura to new levels."

Ella's blunt teasing made the Mayor blush, and the nearby Elders chuckled under their breath.

"I imagine that there is. He exudes mana all the time, so sleeping next to him would nearly force your body to absorb it all night long. But I'll bet that wasn't what drew you there in the first place, was it? That's a fine specimen of a man right there." One of the old women joked.

"Don't let him hear that. His ego is big enough to start with." Ella replied, making the old women cackle with laughter as Wolfe worked his way down the line.

He was getting more than a few smitten looks, and the Mayor could see that she had her work cut out for her, just keeping them from chasing after him when he left.

But she could manage that. Rebellious children were a neverending part of village life. There was always somewhere that seemed like a better place to be than here, no matter what the reality was.

"Alright, that is everyone under twenty-five in the village, as long as there is nobody still hiding. I will take a moment to make sure that nobody has been locked in a basement or a closet by a jealous sibling and that none of our students were skipping class when the announcement was made." Wolfe declared.

The teacher looked a bit offended. She had less than two dozen children, so she could be completely certain that they were all here and accounted for. She did do a double-check just to make sure that there wasn't anyone missing, though.

Wolfe increased the sensitivity of [Detect Hidden] and looked all through the village until he found that the stereotype of every group having one bullied kid was right. There was one more girl, locked in a small closet with a single mattress and a small bag of clothes.

"I found one. They seem to be unwell, so I will need Ella and the Mayor to come with me for a moment. We will get it sorted out right quick, and hopefully, Ella can cure what ails the girl. Then we will be ready to head on our way." Wolfe announced.