Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

Chapter 945 945 Portal Formation

??The fact that their last project was going to be a portal array couldn't be a coincidence. Someone with power must have pulled strings to get Thorin to teach the formation to so many people when the Masters had been carefully keeping it secret for so long.

Wolfe did consider that it might just be difficult to make, but there were some Generals in the room, Rank Six magic users, and there weren't many spells that were going to be beyond their capabilities.

Financial capabilities aside, as Wolfe realized, looking at the diagram on the whiteboard.

The array needed no fewer than ten diamonds as large as his fist, precisely cut and without cracks, though they could have discolorations or other blemishes.

"Is there a substitute for the diamonds?" One of the class attendees asked, frowning at the astronomical cost of such an endeavour.

"Of course. You can use a Rank Five or higher mage in place of each one that you don't have. They just stand outside the circle and channel the appropriate level of mana to the point, in balance with the others.

That's how it's usually done in the military, and by the mages we have been working with in other worlds.

I believe that the only ones who do use the Diamonds are the Demons, who can create them with demonic fire, the Fae, who simply conjure them, and the Magi."

Most of the men in the room looked confused, but the older Generals nodded. They had been around long enough, and had enough connections to know exactly who and what Wolfe was, but they didn't want to mention it to the others and risk having defectors who would go with him just for the chance at power.

Not that they were worried about deserters from the Army. No, the Magi had a reputation for coming to town and stealing your daughters without even trying.

They hadn't believed it, as their nation was powerful, but they realized quickly that the strange magic of the Magi Clans meant that they could just pull whatever she wished out of a pocket, and as the rumours said, they had no sense of intrinsic value.

Wolfe and his wives would give gifts worth as much as a house on a whim, just because they liked your smile, or the way you asked for a favour.

It was frustrating, enraging, and enviable. Far too enviable, that womanizing bastard of a Patriarch was.

Thorin looked up at Wolfe. "I believe you have arranged to obtain the correct diamonds, would you mind allowing me to borrow them for a practical demonstration?"

Wolfe finished writing down the Array, which resonated in his mind, recording itself in the Inheritance Spell.

"Of course. Ten diamonds, vibrant blue, flawless." Wolfe agreed.

That was the optimal colour to go to worlds that were mostly water, where you would want green for Faerie, red for the Demon Realms, or clear for general use.

"Perhaps we could go through and see your world." One of the Nobles joked.

"That would be possible, but you might not see the part you want. You see, there is a defensive spell over my world, cast by two retired Kings and the Council of Saints. Anyone who comes to the world ends up in a time looped trial instance.

It comes with rewards, puzzles, feral Demons and Fae to fight, and I'm told that it is quite the adventure. Plus, you won't die there, it will just kick you out if you get close." Wolfe explained.

"That doesn't make me want to go any less." The Noble replied with a smile.

"In that case, of course, we can open it to my world and allow teams to go through. The trial is based on who enters, so find a team that works well together, about the same power level." Wolfe offered.

Thorin gave Wolfe a confused look. "You would really let them do it?"

Wolfe nodded. "That is quite literally why the trial exists. We got sick of being attacked at random by alien adventurers, so we just made a place for them to go fight instead of bothering our civilians."

Allowing them to go through and keep the portal open would also give Wolfe a chance to see if the smaller portal device he had gotten from Countess Dewinter would open a portal to a location outside the loop.

If it did, he could safely go home with the others, and if not, he would have to find a better way.

Thorin smirked at Wolfe. "Well, if we're going to actually open a portal to another world's Demonic Trials, we should probably not do it in a borrowed classroom. There should be a secured room in a basement somewhere that will prevent anything that might come through from the other side from going on a rampage."

Wolfe resisted the urge to point out that it was actually a Seraph that set the trials. That information might not go over well, and he would terrify the locals. He didn't want them finding a way around, so letting them go for the trials before any other rumours spread would help keep people from panicking.

One of the older men led them out of the spire they were in, and toward another.

"It's not a basement, but there is a secure lab on one of the top floors. That way, if something like an annoyed Demon Royal should throw a spell through the portal, it won't collapse the building." He suggested.

Wolfe chuckled as the others looked nervous, but it was obvious that the man was talking about him, and the fact that he had attacked their army for interrupting his reading.

They entered the room, which was completely bare, but with bookshelves lining all the walls and a large flat stone floor to draw spell circles on. It was perfect for a portal, and it even had large windows with ledges outside, so mages who could fly didn't need to climb the tower.

Thorin cleared his throat. "Now back to the lesson. Watch carefully as I mark the runes. I will explain as I go, and then we will set the diamonds into the stone, and ask Saint Noxus to make the circle permanent. Damage to the circle could lead to travellers being lost in the void, and that would never do.

Portal travel is exceptionally dangerous if you are the first through a new portal of unknown destination. However, Saint Noxus is from our target region, and I know the spell well enough to make no mistakes."