Chapter 917 917 A Touch Of Home

Chapter 917 917 A Touch Of Home

Wolfe carefully considered what he was going to do with this space. There were countless possibilities now that the witches had refreshed all the plant life and the existing architecture, but in his mind, Wolfe saw it as an extension of Forest Grove.

It was the same magic, used by the same witches, so there was no good reason that it shouldn't have the same visual sensibilities. Forest Grove was only a little bit flashy, but it should be enough that they wouldn't embarrass themselves or their host with how well it fit among the existing architecture.

In fact, if he went for gold-plated steel bases with a streaked white jade top, it would really pull the whole area together, with enough elements of rare materials to be the talk of the town.

The mages here could only use Unholy Magic, so they couldn't create rare materials, only shape them with fire or magical edges. The rare stones would make for excellent tables, and if he undercut them, they could look thick, without being so heavy that the staff were unable to move them later.

It wasn't every week you needed to host a garden party luncheon for a thousand people on short notice, but with a home like Wolfe was going to make for the Countess, perhaps it would be.Visitt novelbin(.)co/m for the latest updates

Forming the tables only took a few seconds, and they slid perfectly onto the posts in the base that extended to the tabletop for stability in a portable table.

Then folding chairs with comfortable air cushions over them and a white cloth draped on top for looks and the seating arrangements were done.

Stephanie was going wild in the kitchen area, as nobody had noticed that the cat was a magician, as she had hoped. She was creating silver platters full of every vegetarian dish that she could think of and setting them out on the simple serving tables she had added to supplement the ones that were already there.

She wasn't the only one, though. The friends of the Countess who had come over were having their servers bring their signature dishes with them to show off at the potluck, while the majority of the Nobles were still standing by the front gate, waiting for someone to make a fool of themselves by being unable to enter.

So, when Wolfe turned around and almost knocked over one shocked young Noble girl, he was taken by surprise.

"As a welcoming gift, I will make you something. A little token of my appreciation for your conversation." Wolfe informed her, causing the girl to look confused.

Saints didn't just do favours for random barely noble children. If she wasn't adopted by her Uncle, she wouldn't have even really been considered a proper Lady, but merely Noble blooded, as she could use some magic.

With a bit of combined earth, wind and fire magic, Wolfe created a shimmering translucent shawl as well as a golden mesh overlayer for her corset, studded with diamonds, and a simple golden necklace with her family crest on the amulet attached to it.

It was all just an armour spell, and could be worn over any dress to make it a bit more fancy, and as she was a magic user, she could exclude aspects if she just wanted the necklace active for a less formal moment.

Then he sealed it to a plain steel coin with his face on one side and her family crest on the other, and handed it to the speechless young Noble.

"Keep that on your person at all times. It is an armour spell of sorts, and the parts of you that don't have a visible aspect have a thin layer of transparent protection. It's not meant for battle, but if you are wearing it, you should be protected from small injuries." Wolfe explained.

"This is astonishing, and so beautiful. But don't you think that others will believe I'm dressing above my station?" She replied.

"Your dress is still the same, it's just a bit of jewellery and a shawl that they can see. Plus, it's Rank One defensive magic. That's hardly out of your range, and if it wasn't for the colours, you would be able to do it yourself." Wolfe shrugged.

The girl looked confused, and Wolfe realized that he hadn't seen any of the noblewomen wearing magical clothes.

Sure, Unholy magic only made shades of black and grey, but there were plenty of little black dresses at the last event, and none of them were magical. The only magical armour he had seen was actual armour, with the spells imbued into the item.