Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

"Announcing Her Highness, Queen Victoria, the Thotslayer of Bolton." The Herald announced again, and Wolfe almost choked trying not to laugh.

The young King smiled as he leaned over to whisper to Wolfe. "She killed three hundred challengers and harem members to become the uncontested Queen of her nation. The title was made official by her bitter husband, who had lost all his other women, and after she killed him and took the throne, the name stuck." The boy whispered.

Queen Victoria and Queen Elizabeth were smiling at each other in a way that suggested they were childhood friends and shared an innumerable number of inside jokes and secrets.

"It is good to see you well again, Liz. I knew that you wouldn't stay dead, you're far too stubborn for that." The Queen laughed.

Victoria turned to the King of Sodom with a smirk. "Memo, old man, how have things been? I hear you're having wife troubles."

The massive King laughed and shook his head. "Nothing that I can't handle. My wife is pregnant again with our thirty-second, and you know how she gets when she's pregnant."

The other nobles in the room shook their heads at his announcement. Even for a long-lived species like Demons at his power level, over thirty children was unheard of without an extensive harem and good luck. Most only managed a few heirs in their lifetime.

"Oh, I know very well. I will have to stop in and visit her after this. But who else is coming? I know we all felt it, even if we were sleeping, so the rest of the crew should be along soon enough." Victoria asked.

Her question was answered by the Herald clearing his throat, and then a booming voice.

"Oh, shut up already, she knows who we are and that we're here." The man announced as he marched into the throne room with a dozen other nobly dressed Demons behind him.

"We all came to the town square portal point and stopped for a quick chat before coming in. Good to see the whole gang back together again, but what's the plan, Liz? It looks like the Crown never gave up on you." The new arrival announced.

The Queen gestured to the edge of the room, and servants ran out with twenty more chairs, each nearly a throne, but not quite enough to let the others think they were on par with the Queen in her own home.

"Church, it's good to see you again as well. Now that everyone who matters is present, or at least has a spouse present, let's get started.

As the Crown never passed on, the King has only been holding the throne In Absentia, waiting until he could claim his position fully. I will thank you all for not taking advantage of the situation to attack, or I might have had to do much more than a little house cleaning when I got back.

Now that I am back, I will be resuming my role as Monarch, with the young King as my successor and King in waiting.

Many of the Royal Regulations will be changing in the near future, and I will be adjusting a few of the spells that have been placed both over the Palace and over the Kingdom as a whole. I hope you all can be patient and understanding with me as we make the changes.

My fellow Monarchs, might I employ your services for a few days? I will make it worth your time." Queen Elizabeth requested.

The other Monarchs considered her request for a few seconds, then Liz and Memo both smiled at Wolfe and nodded.

"The price will be simple. We would like to borrow your Magi Patriarch once we are finished with the spells here. It's not often that we find a real Magi, much less one that isn't under any restrictions from his family." Queen Elizabeth suggested.

Now all the Royals were staring at Wolfe, wondering if he was willing to agree on her behalf. It was a big request, and a test of his personal character, he was certain. But they would also have knowledge that he needed before he went back home. There was no way that the Saints would remain gone for long, and when they returned, everyone else was very much screwed without some powerful backup.

Powerful backup that was all sitting in this room right now. "I will agree to visit each of your Kingdoms, but not completely free of charge. I can guarantee that you will find my prices quite reasonable, though."

"Like seeing my daughter naked?" One of the Kings asked in a threatening tone.

"Yes, something like that. But if you are the King of Nephrite, I swear that nothing indecent happened. I was merely curing her illness in the role of a physician." Wolfe replied.

The Royals burst into laughter as the King of Nephrite grumbled.

"I should be tearing you apart, but she's already recovering. Maybe I should demand that you take responsibility instead." He suggested.

Minister William and the Chief Investigator both caught their burst of laughter a bit too late at that comment, and the immensely powerful Demon turned his attention to them.

"Did I perhaps say something funny?" He asked.

Prince John's voice rose from the shadows at the back of the room. "Father, there is no need to get all worked up. The reason they laughed is that the Magi wouldn't say no. He's already got a pair of Witches as Consorts, according to our investigation, and he certainly wouldn't turn down a Demon Princess with potential as high as hers."

"Witches? Is this some strange reparations program?" One of the other Kings asked.

Wolfe shook his head. "Not at all. They're just soft and they smell good."

The room was stunned into silence for a few seconds before the boy King began to giggle. "I have a maid like that. She smells incredible, and every morning it's difficult to let her get back to work."

The boy's innocent take on the situation broke the tension, and the Monarchs all smirked at each other.

"Perhaps we can work something out after all, Patriarch Noxus. When we are finished here, we will invite you to our Kingdoms on the standardized ranking schedule, based on when they were established." The King of Sodom insisted.

That would, naturally, put him very close to the front of the line. Much closer than going by how long the current Monarch had been reigning.