Chapter 802 802 Interlopers
The man glared and Wolfe could see the hands tighten on the rifles, but with him pouring mana into the Kind Intentions spell, there was no way that they could shoot.
"Give it up, you can't break the barrier created by a Saint, and I have forbidden harming anyone here. Now, you will take me to speak to the students and any faculty that are left here, or your people will face the wrath of a man who killed your Emperor in single combat." Wolfe insisted.
The men went pale, and that was enough to confirm that they were from the same world as the last batch, but they had opened another portal, and ended up hundreds of kilometres from the location where the first ones appeared.
"What sort of monster are you?" The guard demanded, still pointing the rifle at Wolfe.
"Not a monster, I am the Regional Guardian of the Frozen Wastes, a nation to the north, where your people invaded not long ago. Now, are we going to go see the witches, or are we going to have a problem?"
The man huffed in annoyance, but it was clear that he wouldn't be able to shoot the trespasser, and he relented, gesturing toward the rooms behind him with his rifle.
"If you can get in there, you are free to go talk to them. With that accursed barrier up, we can't get into the room." He announced in a voice that was more of a grunt.
Wolfe walked past him and politely knocked on the door. "Good morning, it is Wolfe Noxus here. Do you mind if I come in? I will give you all a moment to get decent if you need it."
They didn't, as they had prepared as soon as they heard his conversation begin outside, but it was polite to give them the warning anyhow and pretend that he hadn't been looking through the walls.
The door slowly opened, and a witch with a sword in her hand pulled the door open with a smile on her face.
"Patriarch, it is good to see you again. I take it that someone got word out?" She asked,
"Wait, are you the new Emperor then? The same soul passed through to a new body?" Wolfe asked.
"Me? The Emperor?" The man began to laugh hysterically, while the guards simply looked terrified.
"No, my cousin was and is the Emperor, and no mere human will ever truly kill him."
Wolfe smiled at the madman. He could think of an excellent way to test that theory. Nether Lightning would do a fine job of burning the soul from the body of their new Emperor, and Wolfe would be able to tell right away if it was the same one reincarnated.
Perhaps he should have finished the job with Nether Lightning the first time, instead of being satisfied after the Wrathbringer chopped him in half.
"Then I see that we might have some issues here. For one, you have invaded territories under my protection, and for two, you are keeping students prisoner in the Academy. Move your troops outside the Academy walls, or return them to your homeland, and this can end peacefully." Wolfe decided.
"Or I can use my holy wand of nullification to bring your barrier down again, and I can kill you where you stand." The man in the fancy armour countered.
"If that's how you want to do it, I can take the barrier down for you, but you won't like the ending."
Wolfe could hear the nervous witches in the room behind him, but they would be fine. The bullets in the rifles were at Rank Two, and he could defend the whole area against that indefinitely. How much magic this man could actually use was a valid concern, as all his magic seemed to come from items, and Wolfe couldn't sense any aptitude for actual spell casting at all.
The man raised a wand in the air, and mana began to gather around him, crackling and sparking as he tried to overcome the reinforced [Kind Intentions] barrier. But he was only Rank Six, and he didn't have the ability now that Wolfe was here.
"It's a shame that, as the caster, the spell doesn't actually have any effect on me." Wolfe informed them with a mocking smile, right before his Nether Lightning burned the three men to ash.
"Now, what do I do with the rest of them." He pondered, as the witches began to come out of their hiding spot in what he now realized was the school's panic room.