Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

As the chaos of the trials began to die down, and the rareports from the coast began to gain the attention of the people, it was becoming clear that there was a major change going on in the Morgana Territories right now.

Reports of fusillades from military battleships bringing down the barriers over cities, of paratroopers taking government officials and oligarchs into custody, shutting down businesses and executing people in the streets.

Wolfe turned to the Guardian from the Grand Dutchies.

"I hope you have a good explanation for this."

The Demon gave him a polite bow in return and took out a map. "The Grand Dutchies consider those locations to be under our jurisdiction at this time. As the laws have changed, and many people have been declared wanted fugitives, we sent our military to deal with them and return the region into compliance with the law.

They are not committing massacres as I am told they did last winter, they are only taking prisoners in compliance with court orders, as verified by the Council of Guardians for the Grand Dutchies."

Wolfe was skeptical, as he had seen the mundane armies in action, and they were far from restrained or concerned about civilian casualties.

The Demons and Fae should be, as they needed the population intact to garner the respect of their peers. Nobody would take you seriously as a Guardian if you didn't actually have a population to guard. Especially if your actions were the reason for it.

"Am I going to have to go there and sort out a whole load of war crimes accusations? Because I will not be happy if I hear about the use of nerve gas." Wolfe asked.

The Demon looked horrified.

"No, the other guardians are with the fleets. I can vouch for the other two Demons, and we both know that the Fae would never allow something like that to be used, no matter the situation. If anything, they will leave things better than they found them once they have eliminated the leadership that went rogue and decided that the rules no longer apply to them.

It hasn't been public news, but the Grand Dukes have been after them to reform for stnow, as they were unhappy with the measures taken during the war. The state of affairs has changed, and the preconceptions of how society is run in the Grand Dutchies are no longer accurate." He assured them, puffing out the feathers of his wings in offence at Wolfe's suggestion, that he would agree to that sort of enforcement measure.

The elder who had been testifying last shuffled over to the Demon and patted him on the wings.

"You must forgive the Snow Demon, he has very little tolerance for the Grand Dutchies soldiers. If you had been here for the invasion, it would probably make more sense to you." She consoled the Demon in a motherly tone.

The Demon smiled at her. He was hundreds of years older than she was, and an Overlord recognized for his skills as an Expert in barriers, but the old witch had a point.

The Magic Kingdom wouldn't have forgiven the Fallen Army if they suddenly repented. At least not on the first day, and the Grand Dutchies had done much worse than the attacks those humans had launched. At least the Fallen Army recognized sbasic rules of war.

But as he recalled it, there should likely be squestions asked about Saint Noxus' use of weapons of mass destruction and high ranked magics against defenseless troops. At least he had used them against soldiers, but there was a good reason that everyone knew him as the Snow Demon.

"I can assure you all that there is no funny business going on. I have a remote viewing spell available, and we can see what is going on at the various battlefields." The Guardian suggested.

"Remote viewing? Now that is helpful. How did you set it up?" Cassie asked eagerly.

Remote viewing was an aspect of divination, an important part of Witch magic, and she had never heard of Demons being able to use it.

"It's not true remote viewing. I created a remote duplication lightning magic that links two inscriptions together so that one shows what is happening to the other. It's similar to the security spells that most of you might know.

However, when we started to apply them to the drones, we found that we could transmit the camera feed to other locations with ease. Well, as long as you had a powerful enough Demon to make the spell activated from a thousand kilometres away.

But in that way, I can bring the drone feeds up on the screens, and we can see what is happening at each of the battlefields, as long as they haven't shot down our drones." He explained.

The Demon was extremely proud of his invention, as he had a right to be. Not many would be able to adapt mundane technology to use magical inscriptions like that, and he had done it, with a smooth enough effect that he had confidence he could bring it up as usable video on a regular television.

There were screens in the room, which only took a moment to enchant with the spells linking them to the drones. The screens flickered to life, and the Demon frowned.

"They should be attacking from the South. The attack formation is wrong." He muttered.

Wolfe chuckled, and extended a bit of power to alter the orientation of the spell.

"You flipped the display. Now it should be right." Wolfe explained.

"Oh, yes, that is much better. That's the first tthat I have done it outside the laboratory."

The witches in the courtroom didn't dare to make a noise as the scenes of attacks on the coastal cities appeared on all the screens, but Wolfe was satisfied by the show of faith in the commanders. The real question was if the Rebels were going to give up without a major battle, or if they were going to try to keep their slaves and protect their allies.