Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King



What Wolfe and everyone else in line didn't notice was that more than Christa's aura had changed by the time she left.

Christa had been formulating a plan ever since she lost her Goblin Familiar. She would find a way to either regain her power or find a way to get herself another Familiar, no matter what the cost was.

There wasn't a chance to ask Wolfe about it with the attack on her the day that he came back, but she had a backup plan.

Wolfe had gone through three more witches before he noticed that someone was trying to affect him with a spell.

[Accpet New Servant?] Appeared among the Inheritance runes on his arm, and Wolfe cast a curious look around the room.

Nobody here seemed to be casting a spell. He would see the flow of Mana. There also wasn't much spell-casting going on in the changing rooms behind him, so it shouldn't be one of the older Witches. That meant it was somewhere else in the Academy, so Wolfe increased the Sensitivity of [Detect Hidden] until he found the source.

Christa had a bit of his hair in her hand as she sat in the shower, recovering from her day, while Professor Ashcroft did paperwork in the next room.

[Accept.] Wolfe agreed once he realized who was casting the spell.

If she wanted it that badly, she could have the link. It was undeniable that she owed him anyhow after saving her life this morning. Sure, it was self-motivated, but he could have just brought up his armour and cast [Fireball] into the room.

There wouldn't have been enough evidence left to say what exactly had happened if he did, so his version plus the witness would have been enough to keep him out of major trouble.

Once the Servant Bond formed, Wolfe began to feed mana to Christa as she sat under the flow of the shower. It was hard not to laugh when Professor Ashcroft heard the noises and went to make sure that Christa was alright, only to find her curled up on the floor of the shower with a fresh Servants Mark on her neck.

She pulled Christa out to get her dried off and dressed, then wrapped her in a blanket on the couch in the staff room before returning to the auditorium.

Wolfe didn't need any magic to feel the gaze on his back as the Professor glared at him, but Christa was recovering, and he was quite reasonable about removing the bond, as long as the Witch's mind agreed that they had paid their debt.

The Professor watched for a while as Wolfe made his way through the first-year classes with a gentle hand and a smooth mana flow that most of the Witches barely noticed, other than the feeling of warmth and comfort through their whole body as he worked.

He wasn't pushing them as far as the Seniors, as they didn't have as much to work with, but he was increasing the levels as he got down the line toward the stronger Witches and the Advanced Class, who had hung back so they were last and could chat with Wolfe as he finished up.

Jasmine, a blonde witch with strikingly blue eyes, was the first up, and she spread her arms for a hug as soon as she got her feet into the basin of water.

"I've missed you around the class. It's good to see that you're fine. How are Cassie and Ella?" She asked.

As Wolfe recalled, this witch didn't really speak much when she was new to the class, but she had the friendly slime as a Familiar, and that was enough for Wolfe to decide that she couldn't be a bad person. Like Mary and Pup, the unique Familiars always seemed to go to people with matched personalities.

"They're good. They're also both Rank Two witches already, and Ella has taken on the task of converting and designing new vehicles that work well in the environment of the Fae Forest.

She was on the design team for our new Cargo plane, like the ones that the renegades use in the swamps, and she designed the really cool flat-bottomed fan boats that we use to move equipment up and down the river."

Wolfe pulled her into a quick hug as he expanded her mana veins. She had been at the Academy, so there was no Nerve Gas damage, but the Witches didn't know that the process didn't need to be followed for everyone, and Peach wasn't about to mess up the routine at this point.

"We want all the juicy details. Can we move this to the showers?" The next witch in line asked the Headmistress.

"Absolutely not. You can finish quickly and come back to talk to him, but Wolfe is enough of a handful without anyone encouraging him." Peach insisted, overruling their suggestion.

"He's always been like that." A musical voice added, and Headmistress Peach's first Familiar, her Nymph, stepped out from under the bleachers, followed by the Werewolf that she had summoned in the Fae Forest.

"Oooh, who is the big sexy one? Is he a demon too, come to help us relieve our stress?" One of the girls asked eagerly, while the Werewolf gave her a disgusted look.

"That's a Werewolf, not a Demon, and he's the Headmistress' second Familiar. She summoned him while she was in the Frozen Wastes, where I've been living lately." Wolfe explained.

The young Witch gave the burly man a sad look as the werewolf moved to hug the Headmistress from behind.

The Nymph straightened the gossamer toga that she was wearing and smiled at the room, calming everyone with Fae magic out of instinct.

"We got bored with waiting, so we can talk while he works." The half metre tall doll-like Fae explained.

"Right, let's get this show on the road. I should get you all finished before the big bad Alpha Werewolf sweeps the Headmistress off her feet and takes her back to her room." Wolfe teased but didn't slow down on pulling the students forward to finish the process.

"Ew, Wolfe, she's old enough to be my grandmother, even if she only looks forty now." One of the girls complained.

"And I'm older than she is." The Werewolf added, getting shocked looks from all the students.

"People forget that most Magical creatures are very long-lived. The most powerful Werewolves are nearly immortal." The Nymph explained.

"Why were you hiding under the bleachers, though?" Someone asked the Nymph, who was well-known around the Academy.

"We wanted to see how long it would take before Peach lost it on Wolfe for doing lewd things, but he's been almost behaving himself if you don't count Christa." The little Fae giggled.

"I knew it. He definitely did something lewd to Christa. But I suppose it's fine. She needed it. Do you think that she will be able to rejoin the advanced class?" Jasmine asked as she returned from the shower with dripping wet hair and a sloppily assembled school uniform on.

"I think so. I can feed her constant mana to grow her aura now since she requested a [Servant Bond] to repay her debt. Or perhaps she did it just to give her an excuse to follow me around." Wolfe replied with a mischievous wink at Headmistress Peach, who was doing her best not to give her Familars the satisfaction of shouting at him.

This Demon was definitely trying her patience, and the fact that she needed his help made it even easier for him to tease her.