Chapter 455 455 Selling Points
Chapter 455 455 Selling Points
The mood on the drive back to the ruined castle was jubilant. The weapon had worked far beyond anything that they had hoped for, and even a few seconds would have been enough to wipe out the camp around the oil rig.
If each of their villages had a few of those, plus enchanted ammunition for the scouts’ rifles, they could deal with anything that the Grand Dutchies sent their way this winter during the predicted offensive.
But the older Demons had a few more questions for Wolfe.
“Why the sudden rush to get everyone on board with your vision? You could establish a name for yourself over a few more winters, and then none of this would be necessary.
Once the word spreads that a powerful Magi protects your side of the Frozen Wastes, there would be hundreds of village leaders flocking to you, begging for protection with much better terms.” The Demon reminded him.
Wolfe shook his head. “I have already started a spell in conjunction with the Fae to break the Curses on the Frozen Wastes, spreading outward from my Forest.
If I waited years, it would be too late, and the changes would be largely finished already, with nobody understanding the benefits or how things can change for the better.
I know that only the Demons present can understand Cassie when she speaks, but around the Fae Forest, everyone can. There is no reason for the Witches, the Beastkin and the Mutants of the Frozen Wastes to be enemies anymore.
In fact, there is no need for the unstable Mutations at all. A Rank Two Witch can cure almost all of them in a matter of minutes and bring stability back to their lives without lingering illnesses.
It’s something that we have done for all of the villages closest to us, along with sending them healers and healing potions on a regular basis. Things will be very different as the effect spreads and more of the locals can have a proper conversation with the Witches.”
The village leaders all smiled at the thought of being able to get a regular healer, supplies of magical potions, and even possibly a local witch whom they could work with.
It might be quite some time before the effect of Wolfe’s magic made it this far, but they still had hope that they could at least get some of the benefits in the meantime, thanks to his proactive position on taking over the Wastes.
“How good are the healing potions? The antlered Demon asked.
“They’re made mostly by our stronger Rank One witches. We keep the weaker ones for general use in town, like the first aid kits, and the Rank Two Witches usually have too much to do to make healing potions unless there is an emergency situation.
If that level of healing is needed, we usually escort one to the person in need.” Wolfe explained.
The Demon nodded. “That makes sense. In-person healing is much stronger than a potion, and since you have that magical plane, you can make it everywhere in your current territory within minutes.
What will you do once your territory spreads, though? Will those of us here on the frontlines be left in the cold?”
“We have already put plans in place to spread out our combat resources to help on the front lines when there is another major attack. While we can’t be everywhere, at least not yet, we can scatter witches to create defences and traps, as well as heal the wounded and the sick.
I have the method to cure the damage from the Nerve Gas that the Grand Dutchies have been using, so we don’t have to worry about losing too many of our Witches to their treachery as long as they can escape with their lives.
But I am also training the girls from the villages who have some Witch blood. I can cleanse the blockages in their mana veins and let them awaken, as long as they’re still fairly young.
Once they’re done their training, a lot of them will want to return to their villages and help out, which will build up the defences everywhere.” Wolfe explained.
“You have real teachers?” One of the others asked.
“We do. Some were sent straight from the Academy, and other fully trained Witches volunteered to help teach. We have an extensive library as well, which I believe Dali got to see.”
The Kitsune nodded. “It’s a wonderful place, more than I can explain in words.”
A few of the village leaders shared knowing looks.
“We have some who you might be interested in. You can’t keep them, but they need training. They must have witch blood since they can’t talk to others, but they still have animal features, if that’s acceptable to your witches.”
Wolfe chuckled. “Oh, that’s more than alright with my witches. They adore cute things, and young girls with fluffy ears are pretty high up the list of things they enjoy having around.”
The Beastkin men all burst into laughter while the few female village leaders present gave them dirty looks.
“Perhaps we might be able to get along with these Witches after all,” one of the men managed to gasp out between deep laughs.
“Well, at least they won’t be in danger of untimely pregnancies when they’re surrounded by only women.” One of the female leaders snorted in amusement.
Dali cleared his throat. “It’s been a few hours. We should check on the garden. I think that there should be at least something for dinner ready.”
The others looked at him like he was crazy, but Dali had seen the gardens in Forest Grove, and a few hours was more than enough for fast-growing leafy greens to be ready for dinner. The Cook there had harvested them multiple times a day for multiple meals, and he had no reason to believe that the same thing wouldn’t happen here.
Sure enough, Cassie was standing next to a small garden of lettuce and other vegetables, plus an abundant farm of mushrooms growing on one wall. The men all smiled in appreciation for the abundance of food, then paused as they noticed that the mushrooms were visibly growing.
Even minute by minute, they could see the change.
“Welcome back, everyone. I trust that the demonstration went well. The guards you left have started to cook dinner already since the mushrooms were getting overgrown, and I didn’t want to adjust the spell without you here to see how it worked by default.”