Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

None of those three were anything but Unholy Magic, but the witches could activate the first two easily enough. However, none of them knew the third one that the mages of the Fallen Army used to provide their mana to their leadership group, who would cast the more advanced spells that the others didn't have the skills or focus for.

When they were engaged in combat, it was easier to provide mana to the Command Group, who cast all the spells, than it was for everyone to cast while fighting.

The professor drew the barrier spell on the board, while Wolfe worked to enhance Lula's mana pathways enough that she could actually use magic smoothly.

She already had some decent potential, though no training, and she had only just grasped the method of gathering mana for magic this morning.

So, he didn't have much hope that she would be able to use the spell at all. But, when the inscription was drawn on the board, Wolfe found that the bunny could accurately picture it in her mind and cause it to appear on the table in front of her, activating the spell at its most basic level.

"Where did you learn that trick?" Wolfe asked, making the bunny smile.

"I can't read, so I memorized what the grocery list looks like, and then I point to the things that have the same words on them when I need to order. Like this one means flour."

She carefully wrote it on the paper in front of her, and Wolfe smiled.

"Those words mean Dewinter Millers. It's the name of the place the flour came from. I will teach you to read properly when we have more time. Or I will have someone teach you. Trust me, it's a valuable skill."

The bunny looked confused. "So, all this time, they've been praising me for my shopping skills, and the only reason that I got it right was because he wrote down which shops he wanted everything from, and I didn't know that there were other types of flour?"

"Quite likely." Then Wolfe turned to the Noble beside him. "How many millers are there in town, other than the Dewinter millers."

The man thought about it for a second. "At least four. But the Countess Dewinter's flour is the best. Everyone else uses a stone pestle, but her father had his replaced with a massive bronze coated one, and it grinds the flour so much smoother."

The other Nobles nearby nodded, and one turned back to Wolfe. "It's expensive, though, a full third more than most of the others. Only the Nobles really buy it, but I know that my baker keeps some at home when she wants to make fancy pastries for holidays."

"Thanks, that makes a lot of sense. I saw the flour mill the other day, but from the outside it looks like any other windmill."

The Noble in front of him nodded. "Inside he's got a magic device that helps the windmill with the extra weight. It makes things nice and quick as well, grinds everything in half the time as the others, with better quality. The old man had great foresight, and really set himself up in the best niches for the markets."

Countess Dewinter, sitting unnoticed on the far side of Cassie and Ella, was beaming with pride at the mention, while making a mental note to ensure that the miller had all he needed to keep up the maintenance of his specialty windmill.

The Professor was making his way around the room, checking the spells that they had created on the tabletops in front of them.

He stopped at Lula and Molly, who had two very different qualities of barrier created, but he looked impressed.

"Miss Bunny, congratulations on crafting the barrier spell. I honestly didn't think that you had it in you. Molly, I believe the roster said your name was, I commend your work, that quality is well above what I would expect from a magic user at your level. You have put in hard work to have such a high technical skill level."

Then he moved on, either gently chastising, giving hints or commending the Nobles on their spell craft.

"Next up, we will create the flame barrage. Do not target it, and if you are not confident in being able to activate the spell without it going off, please refrain from attempting. I know that there are some youngsters in this class who have not had formal combat training yet." The Professor warned.

That would be Molly and Lula, plus Countess Dewinter, and a few others scattered through the room. But they weren't completely idle for the fifteen minutes it took him to check everyone's work. They were trying to memorize the spell, or in the case of Molly and Lula, writing it out so they could practice it later.

Flame Barrage sounded a lot like Cluster Grenades, and this one was a simple spell to visualize.

Instead of creating exploding bombs all over the area, it instead sent a wave of fireballs at the target like an arrow wave, losing a lot of power per fireball, but it was intended to be cast by an entire army unit at once, not individually.

The witches used a similar one before they met Wolfe, and while it was effective, it had nothing on the advanced arrays that added more complex effects and more efficiently used the mana provided.

This spell wasted a huge amount of mana, so the primary reason that it was effective was that there were so many people casting it at once.

"You don't look impressed. Is there an improvement that you would make to the spell, Saint Noxus? These have been in use for centuries, perhaps there is some innovation that has rendered them obsolete?" The Professor asked when he saw Wolfe's unenthusiastic response.

"If you don't mind, I will make the changes on the board, and the class can try it. I think you will see some difference." Wolfe agreed as he stood to walk to the front.

He wouldn't teach them any new combat magic, but the inefficiency of that spell was bothering him.