Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

Chapter 503 503 The Enemy Of My Enemy

503 503 The Enemy Of My Enemy

Wolfe let himself drop nearly to the ground before he began to fly again, directly into the entrance to the supply storage area where the locals had put all the gear from the helicopter shipment.

"Mister Wolfe, what are you doing back here? It's not safe. There are Witches, and the army and monsters. Everything is going wrong at once." The village Elder greeted him when Wolfe landed at the bottom of the long tunnel that was their entrance.

"That's precisely why I came back. We are allies, and the army from overseas is right here on your doorstep. I was going to offer to give you some defensive spells to protect your territory and to prevent the Monsters from coming inside. I have a spell that will break the curse that is enraging them, and that should buy you time to deal with most of them. It will also keep hostile Witches out, but they have a few who might be powerful enough to break it if they find it, so I wanted to put it only on the village itself, not up on the surface where it would be easy to spot." Wolfe explained.

"You can keep the monsters away with a spell?" The Village Elder asked.

"It's called [Kind Intentions] and yes, it will keep hostile creatures out of your territory. It's not perfect, but with me casting it, there aren't too many hostile creatures who will get through it." Wolfe agreed.

"Then we will take it. What do you want of us in exchange?"

"I want the villages here to find a way to goad the two sides into fighting. The Grand Duchies are fully equipped for dealing with a Witch incursion, and the Witches are spoiling for a fight to protect their so called war memorial, so they are all on a hair trigger right now, and anything could set them off.

If one side thinks that the other launched the first attack, I believe that we can get an all out war going, and they will use the nerve gas and their other anti-Witch weapons against the invaders. There are supposed to be a hundred of them as strong as I am, so the more that we can get the humans to hit with the Nerve Gas, the better off we are in the long run.

As far as we know, they have no way of curing the affliction, and they can't keep sending their strongest Generals here to be crippled, so they will be forced to retreat. But what I'm hoping for is that once the two sides are fully engaged, that you and the nearby villages will send out teams to attack the Witches with the munitions I provided.

They are the greater threat right now, and we want the humans to win. We can deal with them on our own once these invaders are gone."

The village leader's long ears twitched in amusement. "So, you want us to open fire with explosive ammunition and break their barriers, so that the rest of the artillery can break through and wipe out their magical powers? What do we do if the mundane army actually overruns them, though? They take slaves, and we don't want them to have that many powerful Witches."

Wolfe shook his head. "They have a device that lets them open a portal to run away. The best we can hope for is to cripple their numbers and discourage them from returning right now. But we want them to know that the human nations can deal with them if things get rough.

I warned them that there were still plenty of relics from the war left over, but I'm not sure that they had ever seen those ones before. They were made to deal with the Witches, not the Magi."

The Village Elder smiled in understanding. The Witches had never been betrayed by their human allies before, at least not these ones. So, they wouldn't be ready for the sort of weapons that were about to be turned on them, and it would take time for them to recover once they experienced them for the first time.

"Are you going to try to get some of them to use on the ones attacking you?" The old man asked.

Wolfe shook his head. "No, I'm going to rely on magic and help from the Fae to deal with them. I don't want to turn the land there any more toxic than it already is. The lingering aftermath here will be bad enough, but we've got plenty of Witches in the west who would be affected by a battle of this sort, and we don't want friendly fire damage if we can avoid it."

The Elder sighed. "So, it will be sacrificing our own land for victory. I suppose it's inevitable, but what else can we do? Wait, I have an idea. That munitions dump that you burned, there are many more like it. We could either dig them up or bring them to the battlefield. Just dropping the crates near the fight should help limit the Witches some, and cut back on the overall damage that is done to the land."

"I will leave the battle strategy up to you. But we need to be careful in dealing with these Witches. If they find your villages, even after I put protective spells on them, you will be in danger. But once it's just the mundane army, they should naturally stay away from your homes, and they don't even have the magical abilities to realize why." Wolfe offered.

"Wouldn't that be a dream? Alright, cast your spell and I will give you a map to the others nearby. Be safe, and let them know about the plan. We will act as soon as the two sides look like they're going to attack each other."

They shook hands on the deal and Wolfe began to cast the [Kind Intentions] spell, protecting the area around the village from intruders. It ended below the surface, so the army wouldn't detect it with their technology, but it would keep everything from monsters to scouts away from their home, even if they found the entrance to the tunnels.