Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

contemporary romance

This stop was less surprised than the last one had been, when Wolfe came hurtling down out of the sky atop a brick of ammunition and spare rifles. They had already heard from the main base that he had been there to drop off an elite Fae assistant, as well as some special weapons, and their leadership had ordered them to call if they couldn't handle what came their way.

To see the people from Forest Grove being so generous as to drop supplies at every location along the Myrrh Coven border within the attack zone was a welcome surprise and one that had come just in time.

"Mister Wolfe, it's a pleasure to see you. What all have you got for us?" The Lieutenant in charge of this position asked.

"Just weapons and ammunition, I'm afraid. There was a bit of a rush to get everything out, so we didn't take the time to pack up food or medical supplies this time." He explained.

"That's alright. Some of our stronger officers have reached Rank Two in the last few weeks, after the mana increase really started to take effect. That's enough that we've got plenty of healing vials available. The food still sucks, though." She replied with a laugh.

The other soldiers laughed. Myrrh Coven ration packs weren't terrible, but they had nothing on the magically preserved fresh meals that they had heard Forest Grove delivered when they did supply drops.

The villages east of them, closer to the border, had an agreement in place for a while already, and they were quite familiar with the emergency rations, as well as the garden charms and fresh produce that the town shipped out in exchange for technological items that couldn't be easily made with Earth magic.

"Then, I'm off again. Enjoy your ammunition." Wolfe informed them with a wave as he flew up to meet the plane.

But he never made it all the way back in, there was another group only ten kilometres away that was still in the range of the monster tide which they had spotted.

One of the Demons waved at him as he approached the plane, then they tossed another load of weapons out for him, and Wolfe guided it to the third group.

"You know, this is the weirdest supply convoy that I have ever seen in my life?" The squad leader commented as Wolfe guided the cargo to their camp.

"You're telling me. I'm the one stuck chasing a cargo plane. You've got a proper defensive line here, and it only takes a few minutes even at minimum speed before they're at the next location, so it's drop and go, while I slow the fall to a more reasonable speed, since we haven't got any parachute setups for these yet." Wolfe agreed.

"Oh, you have parachutes to airdrop supplies?" The witch asked in shock.

"Not yet, but I am about to demand that we make some."

The witches laughed as Wolfe waved goodbye to go do more weapons deliveries along the battle lines, which seemed to extend even further than he recalled the attack covering when he started.

They actually extended so far that they only had the special cargo left before they reached the second group of monsters, the Undead Tide that they had originally come here for.

"Pilot, take us to the central camp of the undead tide so we can drop the special weapons. It looks like we are going to need at least two more plane loads of gear out here asap." He instructed when he made it back into the plane.

"We're already on it. Also, Ella could sense your thoughts about parachutes, and we've got the design team making some. They found a few diagrams among the first plane's instruction manuals, and they think that they can make their own, with a pull cord to open them as they leave the plane.

It should be fine, and if it works, we will be able to drop relief food supplies much more quickly in the future, with just some simple air magic to make the process a bit less violent. It doesn't even have to be strong air magic, just a bit to push up on the cargo while it's falling, so we can keep loading as much as we want and not have to expend the extra cargo space." She replied.

Ella gave him a thumbs up, and the radio operator tapped her headset to indicate that she understood and had already sent the relevant messages to let everyone know that they were coming, and to inform the troops on the line that there would be supplies and that they weren't being overlooked when they saw the plane but got no care package.

They were naturally a bit disappointed to find out that they were the first in line after the plane had been emptied, but everyone understood, and they had been considered fully equipped when they arrived, just not quite to the standard that Forest Grove could provide.

"Ten minutes to the central camp for the defence against the Undead Tide." The pilot announced some time later, and everyone moved to the windows.

Wolfe also looked down at the ground, and saw a very familiar energy pattern. He had only seen it once, but he would know it anywhere because it had been the first such life form that he had ever encountered.

When he last saw the Lich it was a Rank Two undead, but now it was Rank Four, and the guard that it had assembled was likewise empowered. A thousand Rank Four undead, surrounded by a hundred thousand weaker undead, was the sort of formidable force that even an elite group of Fae and Demons was not going to have an easy time defending against.

That undead had granted him spell knowledge, then left the battlefield. Perhaps if he went down again, there might be a similar response.

That might be wishful thinking, but the worst it could do was attack him, and he was now three Ranks higher than it was. If anything, he should be able to hold his own long enough to either defeat the Lich or to return to the sky and out of their attack range.

But Ella had different ideas.

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