Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

Chapter  990 Partners In ... Mischief

A chime from the door informed them that someone wanted through the barrier, so Wolfe lowered it to see who had come to visit them. It might be food, after all.

But their luck was not that good. It was the combined members of the three Pentacles, along with over a dozen young Fae.

"Saint Noxus, is it true? The Faeries said that you are considering making a full Pentacle of Fae. Who will you pick? I'm cute, just look at these needles." A very young dryad with short spiky hair like pine needles, interspersed with dark purple berries, demanded when she entered the room.

Cassie and Ella were doing their best not to laugh, and they had clearly been holding the Fae back as long as they could, waiting for everyone else to arrive.

"You are cute. But you're also not an adult, and won't be for quite some time." Wolfe informed her.

"What do you mean? I'm a Juniper Dryad, this is as big as we get." She demanded with her hands on her hips.

"My mistake, I thought that you were one of the Coniferous tree varieties, and not a Juniper." Wolfe apologized.

Yes, she was cute, but in the way that young children were cute. If the Fae were going to expect hybrid successors out of this deal the way that King Petros did, then he was going to have to be more picky.

Though, perhaps they wouldn't. The Fae were big on bloodline purity, so they might not be after a change in their bloodlines from their positions as Advisors.

"And there needs to be a Faerie. You can't leave us out of this." One of the tiny flying Fae demanded.

That just about settled it. The Fae only wanted the position for bragging rights, and possibly for rapid growth. Being Wolfe's advisor, as the city considered the Witches in the Pentacles, was about the highest official position that they could get in the city.

Plus, all the Witches and Demons were already at Rank Six. Even Nimue, the half Demon Princess, had already advanced, and she still wasn't fully grown.

"Alright, I think that we can consider the Fae for a Pentacle. There will be some restrictions, though."

A Nymph in the crowd laughed. "Fear not, I won't lose in a challenge to any Succubus."

Now Petros was laughing so hard he was gasping for breath, but Wolfe was more used to how people saw him.

"That's not how we're sorting this. What I discussed with King Petros was how we needed people who would not only be good advisors to help the people, but ones who would also be suitable to speak to the Fae Courts on the behalf of our leadership, so that the Representatives and others didn't have to take time out of their schedule to go back and solve problems. There will be some among the group whose whole job it will be to deal with the Fae Queens." Wolfe explained.

One of the Faeries darted madly around the room, speaking fast enough that Wolfe could barely understand her. "I nominate the Elves. Wait, I know a cute Elf girl. Khalifa the Huntress. She's still here, right? We can make her one of the choices. Or perhaps one of her younger sisters because Elves, you know?"

Wolfe didn't quite follow, but the other Fae nodded.

"Elves don't age like normal creatures. They're normally way older than they look." Wolfe heard whispered in his ear.

He looked around, wondering who was speaking, then realized it was one of the Wisps, using Air manipulation to do a ventriloquism act.

"On our honour as Fae, we will find you the perfect five Advisors. Just as soon as we know what they will need to do." The Juniper Dryad declared.

"Well, I need at least one who will be assigned to deal with the Fae Queen. Another to meet with Fae ambassadors who come here, and the rest will be doing normal advisor work, dealing with issues in the world as they come up. Please note, once I make it to the King Rank, all of the Advisors will be pulled up to Rank Eight, so they will wield quite a bit of power, so plan accordingly based on the magic that they can use." Wolfe reminded them.

King Petros looked over in concern. "You're not going to personally vet all the candidates?"

"I will veto any regrettable ideas. But I do not want to get in the middle of that Chaos, and they're liable to go on a rampage through not only the world, but through Faerie as well, looking for the perfect advisors." Wolfe replied with a sigh for the fallout of their actions he was going to have to deal with anyhow.

Cassie and Ella smiled as the Fae ran out of the room, and Ella winked at Petros. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"We already informed them that they would have to go through the fifteen of us if they would like to join the group, so in the interest of fairness, we will do the same with the ones that you are sending over. But that brings us to an important question. The Faeries said that you intend to send him ones that haven't activated their magic yet. The optimal age for him to activate the magic of witches seems to be early puberty, so you would be looking to send girls about five years younger than him.

You're not going to send some girls hoping to be married and pregnant within the year, are you? Because we won't allow that." She demanded, her crystalline blue eyes flashing with magic that made the room glow almost the same blue as her hair.

"She's kind of scary when she gets worked up, isn't she?" Petros asked casually as he reformulated his plan.

It was perfectly natural in his world for a young Noblewoman to enter a political marriage at fourteen and bear an heir soon after. But in this world, with the Witches setting the rules of morality, he would do better to send them a little older.

Or with instructions that they would have to wait before they could start pressuring him to fulfill their duties to their families. Many of the second and third born Noble Daughters who got to choose for themselves didn't marry until nearly twenty, but that was more of a lack of suitable male options their age. Younger boys and responsibility didn't belong in the same sentence, and those old enough to be responsible were already married.

So, he needed to pick a group who were not so old that they already activated their magic and were set on their path, but not so young that the witches would refuse his suggestions.