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It had been hundreds of years since humanity and their Witch allies had been forced to retreat to the fortress cities after the disastrous war to eliminate the Magi Clans. 

Nuclear weapons had burned the skies, and Grand Magic pulled entire continents beneath the seas before the end, but the victory was secured, no Magi was left alive in their slowly recovering world. 

Or so they thought. 

Wolfe Noxus was born on the lower levels of a fortress city run by the Morgana Coven, raised under the glow of magical lights, with magic and technology entwined in every aspect of his life. 

But after his eighteenth birthday, when a get rich quick scheme led him to the forbidden ability to use the powers of the Magi, his whole life would change. 

The forbidden inheritance of the Magi was his. All he had to do was live long enough to embrace it.

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Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

The Demon King's face was serene as he looked at the two human envoys, both of which Wolfe noted were newly advanced Saints, making him the lowest ranked person at the table.

The Cardinal cleared his throat and continued. "As I was saying, there are accusations that a Saint from the Demon Castle joined the battle against a Rank Four Phalanx formation. What do you have to say to these allegations."

The Demon King looked to Wolfe, as he was the one who caused the problem to begin with, and Wolfe sighed in acceptance.

"As you can see, I am no Saint, in either the literal or the figurative sense of the word. I was studying Earth Magic in the sitting room of the suite that I have borrowed for the duration of my visit, and the attack interrupted my work.

I do apologize for taking my frustrations out on your army, but I am sure you can understand my position here. Enlightenment comes before the petty squabbles of politicians and their armies." Wolfe explained.

676 Negotiation