Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King-Chapter 835 Better and Better

The head of the Coven Council came forward to speak to the audience, taking on the role of spokesperson for the construction project in progress, though she didn't actually know much more about it than anyone else in the audience did.

So, she was understandably unhappy with Wolfe for putting her on the spot in front of a crowd that expected her to know all of the details, when the Fae Advisor had only informed them that the city would be renovated, and not how.

"Thank you all for coming here today. As you can see, the changes in the city are already substantial, and there are more still to come. The Advisor has started with the common areas, the roads, the artificial sky and the power grid.

Later, she will move on to the renovation of homes and the reintroduction of more green spaces to the city. The greenery will become a major feature of the Fortress now that there is natural light, under which the plants will grow more easily.

I ask that everyone has patience, as this is a work in progress, and we will be starting from the lowest levels, which are most in need of improvement. They will bear little resemblance to their current state when we are finished, but please don't hesitate to approach the Advisor with your ideas when she comes to your area to begin work."

That last bit was the best that she could do to get back at the Fae for not telling them anything. If she wanted to do it herself, she could deal with the millions of commoners in the lower levels. Goddess knew they had little sympathy for the witches to begin with, but for a powerful Fae, they might actually behave for a day or two.

The criminal element in the lowest levels had been nearly obliterated by the Kind Intentions spell, which stopped them from relying so much on violent crime to survive, and with these improvements, they might actually turn the area into something that couldn't be called a slum.

To the residents of the lowest levels, a Fortress full of lush gardens and beautiful homes would be something akin to a miracle, but the mere concept was beyond most of them. After all, even if they had a nice green space and new houses to live in, how could they afford them? There was no work down there, and nobody on the upper floors would hire them, with the reputation for being useless and lazy.

It was far from the truth, but the truth never really mattered when it came to that sort of thing. It didn't stop them from hoping that there was more good news, but most of them just saw a few good years before the fancy new houses were just bigger hovels, filled with the poor and desperate.

But the Fae had thought of that as well.

She stepped to the podium, and tapped the microphone, then jumped back when it squealed at her.

"Hello, you may all call me Advisor. I will be doing the renovations, and I thought that I should fill in some of the blanks. For example, the lack of work on the lower levels. That will be quickly and easily changed, as the increase in outside trade will naturally arrive at the base of the city. So, there will be trade markets, merchant caravans to house, and more importantly, the green spaces will be intended to grow high density crops, with the help of Fae Magic.

I have been informed that the Coven will employ those who want to work the new farms, provided that they are from a level near the location, and there will be many more openings for those with ambition.

I will come through to discuss the housing situation, as I personally find itcompletely unacceptable. It will be improved in the very near future, and the hope is that the funds which have been distributed will be enough to get people through to their first payday.

If not, the Coven will come up with something to keep the standards in the city from falling to the levels that they are at now. That requirement is in the treaty that was just signed, and I will take the necessary steps to ensure that it is enforced." She declared.

With so much power of her own, the residents watching on the lower levels never even considered that Wolfe was helping her along with the process of the renovation. They hadn't realized that the whole city was changing at the same time, they thought that she had simply started at the bottom and worked her way up.

Most of the lower levels didn't communicate much with the middle levels and up, so the current situation made them feel special for a moment. It was a first impression of actually caring about the downtrodden that would linger as the Fae worked her way through the city.

"Once we have worked out the deplorable issues of the lowest levels, we will begin the renovation of the middle and upper levels. They require less work, but I do have some serious questions about your taste in architecture. Certainly, we can do better than entire neighbourhoods of grey and beige siding on square box apartments and townhouses.

There is already a system of regional representatives in place, so you can bring concerns and ideas to them if I am unavailable. I thank you for your patience and understanding as we work through this trying time."

As she finished her speech, the Advisor finished her renovation of the public areas, and the flow of mana stopped for the moment, leaving the city fundamentally changed, and the mana stored in the cube that Wolfe had made for the purpose nearly drained.

He was still slowly feeding it, trying not to distract from everything else that was going on, but from here on out, she was going to have to do the majority of the hard work herself. Fortunately for her, she was adept in both Nature and Earth Magic, which would greatly reduce the strain on her reserves.

The Fae stepped back from the podium and Reiko moved up to take her place.

"Are there any other questions?" She asked, looking out at the crowd.

The audience was too stunned to respond for a moment. The Coven Leader never addressed them directly. She always put things through the Council and the Nobles. But Reiko had asked them, and if they had the chance, they had many questions that they wanted to be answered. Both personal ones, and those that were relevant to the topic at hand.