Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

Even the basic body modification spells that were part of his Inheritance were an incomplete version of the [Body Control] spell, a combination of fire, water, lightning and earth magic. It was how the Seraphim granted the wishes of those whose bodies were infirm, as the knowledge imparted to Wolfe included the technique by which a being of the Upper Planes could use Light Magic and its own blood to simulate any other spell effect.

That ability was absolutely overpowered, but the beings of the Upper Planes already had immense power on their side, passed through their bloodlines at a level that put even the offspring of the Demon Kings to shame. It was their glacial growth rate that prevented them from overtaking the other planes.

Any loss of life on their part was an absolute tragedy, and couldn't easily be replaced, even given a millennium of training their successor.

There was a lot about their culture and biology contained in the information that Wolfe had gained, but it came from the crystal itself, and not the Inheritance spell that had been placed upon it.

Asmodain gave Wolfe a surprised look as the light faded.

"Well, that was unexpected."

Wolfe nodded. "I think that the crystal picked up some magic of its own from being held in the Upper Planes for so long. I got the feeling that it wanted someone to know the things that it knows, not just the spells that were contained within, but all the extra things that it had learned about its home.

And it definitely considers somewhere in the Upper Planes its home. I could point out the exact room if I were there, but I have no idea where that room actually is within the Upper Plane."

The Seraphim gave the crystal a curious look, but it had gone inert again, not interested in telling him things that it already knew, or perhaps lacking the mana to broadcast anything when it was not linked to another.

"What do we do now? We've never been out of town before, we didn't have any supplies to bring with us, and if I heard right, you're from Forest Grove, which is in the Frozen Wastes, halfway across the continent." One of the men asked.

Ella smiled at them, and the Seraphim laughed.

"I can open a portal, should I take you all home directly? Or would you like to take them on an airplane tour?" Asmodain asked.

"I think that they've had enough excitement for one day, they can go sightseeing later." Wolfe joked.

They had never been through a portal either, the men wanted to point out, but if it got them to their new home immediately, it was a good thing, and they weren't sure how long it would take to get an airplane to come here and pick them up, then fly back.

Asmodain activated an inscription on his armour, and a portal opened in front of them, overlooking the town of Forest Grove from a few kilometres away and a hundred metres above the trees.

"It wasn't safe to open it in a crowded area, and there aren't too many uncrowded spots in town." The Seraphim shrugged.

"That's not a problem, I can make everyone fly."

Wolfe activated the Gravity magic under everyone again to lift them off the ground, and carried the small group through the portal and into the skies above the Fae Forest.

"Welcome home, everyone, and welcome to Forest Grove, Asmodain. It's an honour to have you here, the first guest that I know of from the Upper Planes. Assuming you don't count Faerie."

The Seraphim shrugged. "Nobody really counts Faerie. They're not far enough out from the mortal worlds to really be engulfed in the laws of the Upper Planes, so they exist in a sort of limbo, where nobody claims them, and they're left to their own devices. It seems to be working for them, so nobody wants to change the status quo."

That actually explained a lot about the relationships between the Planes, a matter that Wolfe didn't fully understand, even with the influx of new knowledge in his mind. They rarely interacted, and only the oldest and longest lived species even recalled how to move between them, but everyone seemed to still be very aware that the others existed.

In fact, he didn't even know what constituted a proper being of the lower planes. The Demons were like the Fae, near the borderlines of the mortal worlds and easily able to interact, but there should be actual Lower Planes beyond them, with incomprehensible beings of some sort living in them.

Wolfe's mind wandered to the possibilities of what life forms in other planes might look like as he flew the group to the town, and then paused for dramatic effect just as they reached the walls.

"This is the town of Forest Grove. I am quite certain that you will like it here, and we will do our best to get you settled and into a suitable sort of job as soon as you've recovered and rested. Don't worry too much about funds, we use mana crystals for currency here, so the concept is fairly flexible." Wolfe explained.

"We've been thinking of getting a proper currency like the Demon Realms have, but there hasn't been time to get that all sorted yet." Ella added, and the Magi men smiled.

They had lived their whole adult lives without a coin to their names, so it didn't make that much difference to them, at least not at this very moment when they were in shock at the variety of species of Demons, Fae, beastkin, witches and others who had gathered down below.

"This is incredible. Wait, is that a Kitsune?" One of the men asked as Kira came flying up to meet them, all four of her tails fluttering in the breeze.

"Kira, good to see you again. I rescued these fine gentlemen, other than the Seraphim, from a witch village. Was there an urgent issue, or can we sort it after I get them settled?" Wolfe asked.

"No rush, I just smelled you on the breeze and came to say hello. I can help get them settled if you like? I was just with the other Noxus Elders, and they're headed to their rooms now if you want to get these settled with the other Magi."