Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

Chapter 1065: 1065 Truth

Wolfe sat quietly as the video portion of the memory crystal ended, and it began to transfer compiled knowledge into his mind.

These weren’t visions that the Dark Elven King had seen, but his own memories of interactions with the Magi. Spells they had used, foods they liked, all sorts of random facts about Magi culture in general.

What it showed Wolfe was an oddly simple, almost ascetic culture, but so deeply steeped in magic that they weren’t actually lacking anything, it only looked like it if you couldn’t see the spells.

For example, they liked to make all their tables the same way that Wolfe did, out of simple stone, and then they would layer spells onto it to make it look how they wanted. But when they went out, they would deactivate the spells, so when the humans came into the room, or invaded Magi spaces, they saw a culture that was nearly primitive.

It was a matter of mana conservation. With everyone so sensitive to imbalances in the mana flows, constant mana draws were distracting, and considered something like a public nuisance. The stronger the spell, the stronger the encouragement to only keep it active while you were using it.

Even the defensive wards around their homes were only active when there was a reason to think that they might need one, like leaving children at home alone with nanny spells, or if the homeowner was injured or unwell.

Wolfe chuckled when he realized that the layers of defensive wards over Forest Grove would have made the whole region seem like it was either an active war zone or some sort of sanitarium for plague victims.

Well, technically it was an active war zone most of the time, but not at the moment.

The thought that they simply turned off spells when they weren’t using them, like people in the Fortress Cities turned off light switches, was an odd one.

It would really help in areas without mana as dense as Forest Grove.

This sort of unnaturally increased density was something that they reserved for meditation rooms, and only when they were in use. So, with less mana in the atmosphere, keeping this much magic active would create a huge imbalance.

The cultural lessons were just as valuable to Wolfe as the true history of the war, as seen by his Family members.

Or perhaps those were all his direct ancestors? The Immortal Saint had been in most of the scenes, and now that Wolfe knew that the previous head of the Noxus Family was his father, it made sense that King Draven would have focused on him for the history spells.

Once the memories were settled, Wolfe turned to the book from Princess Thalami. It was entitled the comprehensive history of Magi Culture, and noted her as the sole author.

Wolfe opened the book and prepared for a long read, but once it was opened, he realized that it also had memory crystals woven into the pages, so not only could you read the pages, but you could get a detailed backstory behind them all, shown from the view of the Princess.

It seemed that she had spent a lot of time in this world. From what Wolfe could tell, for nearly a thousand years, she was married to a Magi of the Lumix Family, and had only returned to Faerie after he had died of old age.

The knowledge here wasn’t nearly as specialized as what King Draven had provided, but there was a lot more detail on the daily use of spells and the habits of the ancient Magi.

Now, most of it was still in the Inheritance Spell, but there was so much random knowledge in there that it would take centuries of study to get through it all, and only the first bit of what they considered the essentials was sorted.

Wolfe hadn’t realized how much time had passed until Cassie and Ella came in, smelling freshly showered, to see if he wanted breakfast.

“I suppose that I should be a better host. But we should put this somewhere safe. There is a lot of knowledge in there that I haven’t gotten through yet. It’s got over a thousand years of history and daily life recorded in it with powdered memory crystal.”

The Witches stared at the book in shock. They had thought that it was just an old spellbook, but if it was actually an indexed repository for memory crystals, it was incredibly valuable.

“What was in the one that King Draven gave you?” Cassie asked.

“The history of my personal lineage, and the truth about some major events in the war. It’s a lot to get into, so we can eat first.” Wolfe suggested.

“Was it that bad?” Ella asked.

“Did you know that the oligarchs that ran the One World Alliance turned two thirds of the world’s population into slaves to save on labour costs and reduce government spending? That was just the start, and it gets worse from there.” Wolfe replied.

“So, what did finally touch it off to a war of genocide against the Magi?” Cassie asked.

“They flat out refused to make new slave collars that would be resistant to the potion that the rebel witches made to break the curse on the ones they were using. The slaves rebelled, burned all the capital cities to the ground and overthrew the government.

But they didn’t factor in the issue of the army being loyal to the oligarchs, and even with the entire population against them, they had the military might to subjugate the world again.” Wolfe explained.

“Was there any good news in it?” Ella asked.

“Well, it showed me more about my dad, which was nice, but it also showed me that the beastkin weren’t an accident or some random mutation. It was a very deliberate spell, to protect them against the nuclear fallout of the war and make them more in tune with nature so they didn’t do anything like that again.”

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