Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

Wolfe woke up the next morning with a strange feeling against his arm. It was incredibly fuzzy, not furry like Stephanie, but fuzzy, when he was quite certain that both of the witches were sleeping naked last night.

Wolfe opened his eyes, and found that he was wearing silk pyjama bottoms he didn't remember, and the fuzzy feeling was Nimue, wearing panda themed fuzzy pyjamas and holding a huge panda stuffed animal.

The animal was draped across Wolfe's chest, while the small Dryad was under his arm, snoring softly.

Everyone else was gone, and her room was next door, but it wasn't the first time that he had woken up with the small hybrid Fae in his bed. Because he radiated mana, he was comfortable to sleep against, and with the difference in their power levels, she was progressing remarkably quickly, even in her sleep.

She was going to advance soon, so Wolfe gently started circulating extra mana through her body and strengthening her toward the Sixth Rank. The progress speed of the Pentacle was absolutely insane, enough that Wolfe got distracted by wondering what they were doing and didn't notice when the small girl woke up.

"Good morning, Mister Wolfe. Cassie and Ella are already gone. I saw them leaving and asked to come in. Carmine is too loud tonight, and we're sharing a room so that I don't have to sleep alone." Nimue explained.

"Carmine is loud? I don't recall her being someone that snored." Wolfe asked.

"It's not snoring, she broke through Rank Five last night, and the three bodyguards are all meditating all day today, while the Witches have taken over bodyguard duty, so she's all excited and didn't want to sleep." She explained, while rubbing sleep from her eyes.

"If you need more fluffy things, I can get you either Stephanie or Mary to continue napping with you, but if everyone is meditating, there is likely a good reason and I should help. It might get uncomfortable in here if I push the mana level up, so I can leave if you'd like." Wolfe offered.

"Here is fine, meditating is quiet, not like cheering and pacing." Nimue mumbled, then let her eyes drift closed.

Wolfe settled in next to her to meditate, and the Dryad wrapped him up again, leeching off the excess mana as her contribution to the Pentacle's growth instead of meditating herself.

As soon as Wolfe focused on his bonds to the Pentacles, he realized that something big was going to happen in the next few hours. The Pentacles of Witches were about to break through to Rank Four, and that would send a huge surge of feedback through him, which would help his own growth, and settle his growing sixth mana core into a much more comfortable state.

With the three pentacles, it was already growing at an unprecedented rate, and the more powerful they were, the more powerful the feedback, in a vicious cycle that kept feeding on itself and increasing.

That was the goal, to get himself to the rank of a Saint at the minimum, so everyone would recognize that this world wasn't a weak one to be exploited, but before he had returned, Wolfe had assumed that it would take much more time.

It only took him a few seconds to synchronize with the mana flow between the Pentacles, and then insert his own mana into the mix. With the nearly solid compressed state of his mana storage, the flow surged to ten times its normal rate, allowing Wolfe to slowly empty all of his mana cores in preparation for the breakthrough that he was hoping to used to improve himself.

The effect on both the Witches and the Demons was instant, and he could actually feel Nimue growing stronger beside him as her bloodline adapted to the influx of new power.

The warring natures of Demon and Dryad made it difficult for her to grow naturally, as both sides wanted to starve the other, but neither could grow more than their counterpart, so the result was nothing happening at all.

But with so much mana in her body, there was no option for one side to take it all, it was too much for her, and it was naturally flowing to both sides of her nature and helping the hybrid's power skyrocket. The feeling of attunement to nature intrigued Wolfe, who had only just awakened Earth Magic affinity, and that was what he focused on as he meditated and dumped his mana slowly into the improving link with the Pentacles.

With a few more weeks, he was certain that he could improve his Earth Affinity to the high level, making it one of his most powerful affinities, but the others might object if he wanted to just cuddle a Dryad all day to meditate instead of working.

It was pretty comfortable though, maybe he should ask. The answer certainly couldn't be as rage inducing as if he asked to cuddle a succubus all night, even though that would also be a large power boost for the whole Pentacle group.

There wasn't much time for progression in his Earth magic skills today, as there were two Pentacles ready to break through to Rank Four, and once they did, he was pretty certain that he could replicate the effects that had happened with Carmine and push them all towards Rank Five in the few minutes before their Auras truly settled.Thɪs chapter is updated by N(o)vᴇl(ꜰ)ire.nᴇt

That intermediary phase was the biggest opportunity for growth, and it would take a lot of mana for him to make the most of it.

That meant increasing the mana density in the room, which Wolfe did slowly, to make sure that it wasn't going to hurt or wake up Nimue. She was already Rank Five, despite her age, and surprisingly resilient to the increase in natural mana levels.

Even when the density hit ten times the normally increased amount in his room, she didn't seem to notice or care, and just mumbled happily in her sleep about being warm. But that level was enough that simply channelling was all that the witches could take, and he had some reserve capacity, as well as the mana in his cores left over for the breakthrough.