Chapter 631 And the Advisors Families
Wolfe spent the remainder of the afternoon repairing the damage to the staff of the Palace, and only managed to finish an hour after dinner service, just before the deep red sun sunk from the sky. Rail had long since given up on standing by the door to keep the line in order, and was relaxed in a recliner, reading while Wolfe worked and sporadically calling in a new client.n--OVelb1n
But they didn't get to head home yet. The King's Envoy had brought them a message earlier requesting their presence at a Council Meeting at nightfall. The Ministers had all brought members of their families who had been injured in the succession battle to be healed.
These ones should actually be easier, as they were all combat wounded, so it would be mostly scar tissue interfering with the natural flows. That was much easier than genetic disorders, imperfect compatibility among mixed bloodlines, and the dozens of other factors that had led to improperly developed mana systems among the servants.
The meeting was in one of the Royal Waiting Rooms, where those invited to meet with the King would normally sit and wait for their audience. It was one of the largest private spaces in the Palace, as none of the Ministers knew for sure what it was that Wolfe would have to do to repair the damage that their predecessors and family members had taken.
What they did have a good grasp on was how long it normally took him per person, as they had averaged the traffic through the sitting room in the garden over the course of the day. There were only twenty people here in need of service, and at the rate he had been going all day, that should take under two hours.
It would be a long night for Wolfe, but they had prepared the finest of foods, drinks and even a live band to play quietly in the corner for ambience while he worked.
"Welcome, Patriarch Noxus, Miss Rail. It's a pleasure to see you both again." Advisor Noctis greeted them as they entered the room.
"Advisor, I do hope that your day went somewhat smoothly after the minor detour to come visit me." Wolfe replied.
The demon sighed and shook his head. "Prince John spent all afternoon worrying about what you did to his sister that that could be so bad she wouldn't speak about it, so we spent six whole hours looking at trinkets on the walls until he finally gave up and went to his rooms. They're still in the castle, by the way, so expect another visit from him tomorrow demanding answers, but pretending that she is a servant girl he favours."
A few of the guests looked uncomfortable as Wolfe led him to a side room with a silence spell set over it, and locked the door behind them.
"Alright, I will get right to the point. Did you know that someone is actively attempting to keep you crippled? Most of the damage to your mana system has been done in the last half a year after the first attack began to heal." Wolfe asked.
"I have had my suspicions. But without powers, I don't have any proof. Can you do anything to help?" He asked.
"I think I have something that will work just right for you. First, I will heal the damage that is keeping you from accessing your mana cores. Your regeneration is too strong for them to have atrophied, so they're still fully formed, just empty. Then, once I finish that, I am going to cast a spell on you that disguises the mana flow in your body to make it look like you only have one Mana Core.
It will take time for your body to recover, so I will cast an armour spell on you, placed flush against your skin. If it breaks, you will know exactly who has been targeting you. It should only take a few days to a week to fully recover once I finish, but we can tell the others that it will take up to three months if you prefer."
The demon chuckled. "You do realize that every single person in that room has a truth spell active, do you not?"
Wolfe smiled. "There are many layers of the truth. Not all of them will trigger the spell. Just don't counter anything that I say, and it should be fine."
Wolfe carefully repaired the damage to the elderly Rank Seven Demon, then blurred his internal mana flow to make it appear to others as if he only had one strong mana core, instead of seven healing ones. Very few would take a Rank One Demon as a threat.
The Air Magic barrier was completely transparent, and wouldn't interfere with his day-to-day life, so it could be kept active indefinitely at Wolfe's power level, which a weak flunky wouldn't be able to break.
"Alright, let's go back out."
