Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King - #606 - 606 606 Testing Patience

606 606 Testing Patience

When dessert arrived, Wolfe noticed a piece of paper discretely being slid into his pocket. He couldn’t take it out at the moment, and the paper seemed to have been enchanted so that he was unable to read it with [Detect Hidden], so he knew it must be important.

The meal didn’t last long after the cakes were eaten, as everyone had work to get back to for the afternoon, including Wolfe, who was going back to the library to do a bit more studying just to make sure that he hadn’t missed any other important parts about the proper use and activation of an alarm Array.

As it stood, he should be able to set it up well enough to do what he wanted it to, but that might not be all that it was supposed to be capable of. He’d already had one shock about his lack of knowledge, and he wouldn’t be too surprised if that was only the beginning.

This time the minister didn’t escort them back to the library, but Rail and Wolfe were not short on companions for the short trip back upstairs to the books. “Patriarch, is it true that you created the new barrier that’s over the castle, the anti bullying barrier?” One of the maids asked.

“It’s a wonderful spell, isn’t it? The world always needs a bit more civility, and if it can be created with just one simple spell, who wouldn’t agree to having it added to the castle’s arsenal.” Wolfe agreed, while deliberately not directly answering the question.

“That has been a huge change for us today, at least those of us who are still stuck at Rank One. Work is going much more smoothly, and it looks like we might even get to go home early tonight because we’re going to be done way before we usually are.” The maid agreed.

“Will you be helping out with the other requests around the castle, or is all your time already dedicated to the Ministers?” Another of their volunteer escorts asked, gripping her apron in anticipation.

“I will be taking on a number of projects, and not just the big ones for the ministers. The little things in life are the ones that keep everything running smoothly, so skipping over them to only focus on the biggest projects isn’t necessarily the best way to improve things in the castle.

That is the intent of my time here, I am certain. So, once I finish with this task for the castle defence minister, I will be visiting a number of other areas of the castle to talk to them and see what they need.

If you have official requests, you can bring them right to me or Miss Rail. We are planning to get an assistant soon as well, but we haven’t chosen one yet.” Wolfe explained.

Their faces went from excited to crestfallen and back to reluctantly hopeful as they realized that their duties would never allow them to take up the position of assistant to the Magi Patriarch and Investigator Rail, but they all knew someone who would love the job.

They didn’t have the standing to put in a recommendation, but they would surely tell their candidate that the position was open, and hopefully, they would get the spot, so that the maid’s ideas on what the castle needed would be heard.

Fortunately, they didn’t follow them all the way into the library, and Wolfe managed to get comfortable and start working his way through the various arrays and spells that might relate to his work here for the afternoon.

Rail was bored out of her mind, reading an erotic fantasy story, and critiquing the main character’s actions from the viewpoint of a succubus. Wolfe did his best not to laugh, except at the truly poorly written sections, and not to mention that her work to change the public image of the Succubi was being undone by her hour’s long monologue about the lack of sexual creativity expressed by the author of the book.

Obviously, it wasn’t written by a succubus or an Incubus, but that alone was a curious fact to Wolfe.

“Hey Rail, how come the Succubi haven’t cornered the romance market?” Wolfe asked as he finished the creation of a variation for the [Lightning Prison] spell.

“You would think that we would be naturals, right? But writing erotica is nearly impossible for us. We feed on emotions of that sort, so if we get ourselves all worked up trying to write it, then we just end up starving, and the book never gets written.

Think of it like being a cook, but being unable to sample anything while you’re cooking. It would be torture, and our work is actively making us more hungry by the second.”

Wolfe flipped the page and realized that he had reached the end of the arrays section that he was working on.

“Alright, that is it for this tome. I’ve gotten everything that I need for the day, but I do want to have the scribes make me a copy.” Wolfe informed her with a smile.

“Does that mean we should go see Minister William? I can practically hear his frustration at having to wait all day for us to cast the alarm spells for him. If we make him wait any longer while you study other stuff, he’s going to have kittens.”

“Pardon?” Wolfe asked with a laugh at her figure of speech.

“Trust me, for such a big man, there is a lot of mewling and whining when he’s frustrated. It’s just that nobody is brave enough to mention it to his face because he would pop their heads like a ripe melon.” Rail laughed.

She got up out of her chair and carefully placed her romance book back on the cart to be returned to its shelf, then picked up a piece of paper and wrote a note for the staff.

[Please make a copy of the three tomes placed on the middle shelf. Patriarch Noxus is willing to pay for your service with a minor spell of your choosing, as long as it is within his abilities.] She wrote.

“There, that should have the books waiting for you in the morning. The scribes are quite efficient when they are motivated.”