Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

Their meeting was interrupted by the sound of explosions in the distance, and then war horns. Fallen Crusade war horns.

Wolfe gave the negotiation team a disgusted look, then moved his hand to slot his only remaining magazine into the rifle, then rested his arm against the weapon. "It looks like the Fallen Crusade doesn't negotiate in good faith." He sighed.

"With a Demon King and a relic from a dead species? Never. Our holy mission is to eliminate the monsters that had our Divine Lord cast down from the heavens and regain our wings as the Angelic Army of the Divine." The Archbishop declared. Wolfe felt the atmosphere shift as the King adjusted the radius of the protective spells to have [Kind Intentions] and the Palace's defensive barrier encompass them, but stop in the middle of the table. "So, you are the sacrificial lambs that were left to the slaughter while your armies surrounded the Castle? Or should there be someone here to save you by now?" The Demon King asked. "What makes you think that we need to be saved? We are the righteous light of the Divine One, we are protected by our God's power. All will tremble before our power!" The Archbishop declared. Wolfe felt [Kind Intentions] retract a little as the King grabbed the rifle from him and fired a single round through the ranting Cleric's head.

The explosion of [Cluster grenades] from the bullet caught everyone but Wolfe off guard. Though the King's defensive magic was in no danger, the General wasn't so lucky, and he was tossed like a rag doll, flipping through the air as his armour spell collapsed and the rapid series of explosions crushed his bones. Shockingly, the General was still alive after the attack, thanks to the constitution of a Saint, despite the lower level of the defensive spell that he was using. However, he was in no condition to do much of anything with most of the bones in his body broken, and a Demon King standing over him. "Armies, begin the assault. The Fallen have dishonoured the flag of parlay and have lost all rights to mercy." The King announced.

Wolfe wasn't quite sure what that meant at first. Then he sensed the massive surge of magic behind them in the city. All the Rank Seven and Eight advisors and Nobles were preparing attack magic at the same time, intending to join the battle. It appeared that the act of attacking while the meeting was still going on meant that all the rules and niceties were out the window, and the Crusaders would have to deal with the full might of the Demon King's court attacking in unison. It was a truly terrifying thought, having more than a hundred saint level attackers on one side, but it felt like they had dozens on the defence as well. The Crusaders really had come prepared to attack a Demon King's Castle, and they had only used the first wave as a scouting expedition and a way to get the King out of the castle walls and distracted while the rest of their army approached. It had worked brilliantly, and the attack was fully underway by the time that the Demons counterattacked.

"We might as well head back inside and see how things are going." The Demon King informed Wolfe with a smile. He knew full well that neither of them actually needed to go inside to know what was going on. They were both proficient enough with their mana sense to know exactly what was happening, but it was a bit too much to simply stand outside the far side of the wall when there was a fight going on. "Since we're disregarding rules now, can I make combat maids? I think it will help staff morale if they can do more than just cower in fear during the battle." Wolfe suggested.

"You know what? Do it. I am going to take the weapons away from them after the battle, but you're right, it will help their mood if they get to do something." The King easily agreed. "Don't forget about us, your loyal bodyguards." Risa pleaded.

The rifle would look comically small in her hands, but he knew how to make the grenade launchers that the human armies used. They weren't as flexible in their use as the rifles, but they would do the job well enough. Wolfe quickly made rifles for Millie and Chloe, the pale white twin guards, who immediately began to decorate them with strips of cloth in the same dark blue colour as their battle dress, much like the camo wrap that Wolfe had put on his for the winter. Risa's grenade launcher took a bit longer, due to lack of practice, but the muscular Wrathbringer had no problem with the heavy weapon or the thirty grenade drum of ammunition that was attached to it.

Normally, such a thing would be mounted to a vehicle, but it should be fine with her size and power. The three of them headed for the central areas, where the lower level staff would be waiting for the battle to end if they weren't actively doing their duties. There was a barrier over the Palace, but you could never know when that was going to be breached by a sudden attack, and it was safer to stay well away from the actual fighting if you didn't have to be there. "Miss, would you kindly lead me to somewhere that lower level staff have gathered, I have a proposal for you, approved by the King himself?" Wolfe requested of the first Maid that he saw.

"Of course, Patriarch. Whatever you need, if we can do it, we will be glad to help." The Maid replied with a professional smile.

That professionalism was about to be put to the test once Wolfe made his proposal, but as she led him to the sitting room for off-duty staff, she was the image of a proper staff member.