Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

While Nimue and the others ran off to see what was on the breakfast buffet of Forest Grove, a small group of powerful Fae and Demons made their way over to Wolfe's table, carefully picking spots across from him according to some internal agreement.

The leader of the group, a Rank Eight Elven woman who still appeared to be in her late teens but exuded an aura of timeless power, was the one to speak on their behalf.

"Welcome back, Patriarch Noxus. We are the Continental Representatives, the most powerful on each of the surviving continents. Well, I suppose that you're not the most powerful one here in terms of actual rank, but you have gathered quite the following among the people.

We have inquired with the locals, and yours is the name that comes up the most often. It took us some time to understand who the snow demon was, as you are not actually a demon, but once that was settled, every Coven and nearly half of the human nations agreed that you should be the Representative for the continent.

It's not a difficult job, the representative is more like a mediator between regional powers on their continent. You rule the Frozen Wastes, and the consensus is that no other force can beat yours without outside help, so the decision this time was easy.

I will be representing the Mist Continent, and the nation of Fearia, to the east of Luangan, which is under the control of the Mana Beast. You may call me by that title if you wish, it is proper in Elven Protocol."

"So, Lady Mist, then? I can work with that. I am somewhat surprised that the other nations past the mountains even know my name, but if they do, I will have to go visit in person to ensure that they are doing alright. Or have they been assigned overseers already?" Wolfe asked.

"They have. This central continent has among the least powerful of representatives, but with the power of their technology and industry, I would say that they are among the most powerful overall. The other nations were sorely lacking when we arrived, as the magical beasts had broken free of the control of the Saints and retracted their auras, which left the majority of the world as a mana deprived magical desert.

The plants still grow, and the rain still falls, but without magic, everything was beginning to wither and die. So, we spread our people around the world, in competition with the Demons, naturally, and the mana level has more than recovered. In fact, it seems to be normalizing somewhere higher than both Faerie and the Demon Realms, which has been a pleasant surprise."

Wolfe smiled and shook his head. "I imagine it's not quite so pleasant for the locals who are experiencing attacks by increasingly powerful monsters, but it is good that the mana level of the world is recovering."

"Yes, most of the world actually needs their guardians to keep them stable at the moment. The aura of a high ranked overseer keeps them from attacking the capital cities, and the armies are being trained in how to fight above their level. It's a skill that they never learned, as far as we could tell." Lady Mist agreed.

The next to speak was a water demon, who looked rather uncomfortable in this environment, but was still dripping with water, which collected itself back into his body after falling.

"I have chosen to represent the sunken ruins, the only underwater nation on this world. Well, I suppose that you can't really call it a nation anymore, as the whole continent was destroyed and magically moved below sea level. But there are numerous ocean creatures gathered near the ruins, including some Fae and Demons, so I volunteered to look after them instead of living in a lake. You can call me Southern, if you want to go by Elven naming standards, or Overseer Nox, if you prefer."

"So there are still signs of civilization on the lost continent. It was deliberately sunk as a graveyard, to prevent marauding armies from desecrating the resting place of my ancestors and the others of the continent." Wolfe explained.

"Intriguing. I have a great interest in archaeology, so perhaps you could help me identify any relics that I find. Most of the magical items that we have discovered by chance have been bloodline locked to the Magi Clans, or so esoteric that we have no idea how they were intended to be used at all.

Unlike your people, it is not always obvious to mine what an array is intended to do, or how to activate it, if simply adding mana does not work." He explained.

"Yes, some of them can be rather complex when the creator intended to limit the users. That was the original version of an anti-theft device for magical items." Wolfe agreed, which made the Representatives smile.

"Trust the Magi to discourage theft by making the item useless to anyone but the person they made it for. Would that not also make it impossible to sell or transfer their gifts?" Overseer Nox asked.

"Usually, they can be transferred to a family member without any issues. But if you are given a locked item as a gift, it was not intended to be sold." Wolfe shrugged.

"Your companions are returning from their trip to the buffet, so we won't keep you too long from your meal. But we will return to talk to you later today, as there are still some issues that we should go over, and agreements to be brokered between the Fae and the Demons that require a third-party mediator. As the only continental representative that isn't one of the two, that will naturally fall on your duty list." Lady Mist informed him.

"None of the locals are involved at all?" Wolfe asked, seeing the potential for that to end terribly.

"They are our advisors, and they will be present for the meetings, but none of them were strong enough in magic or military might to secure a spot." Lady Mist shrugged, not at all concerned about the issue.

"Then I will see you soon."