Chapter 703 703 Don't Forget The Show
?Wolfe settled in on his magical cushion on top of the ammo crates and waited for more of the guards to come and get their melee weapons upgraded. That would be enough to keep them happy for a few more days, and make them a proper threat to the visitors again, if someone did choose to start trouble.
Most of the Fae and Demons that had been sent were rank two or three, with a single powerful member above them to stabilize the mana flows in the region that they were assigned to. Rank Four magical swords would slice through whatever defensive magic they tried to use, and even if it was a Rank Five assistant to one of the regional guardians, a group of guards should be able to detain them without too much trouble.
That was all that the city guards were worried about. Everyone had been behaving fairly well, but in time they would lose the respect of the people if they couldn't actually do anything to keep the peace.
"Wolfe, good to see you again. I brought as many people as I could find. Are we doing the blades and the rifles all at once?" The next guardswoman to enter the armoury asked.
"Sure. Are you part of the city guard or the patrols?" Wolfe asked.
"We're all city guards. Is there a difference?"
The armoury was a good hiding spot as well. Not only could he meet a constant stream of people here, they all had things to do, and they would need to go after a short conversation, so there were no long and awkward attempts to curry favour with him, like he would face in the main festival.
He couldn't remain here forever, though. At the very least, he needed to go up and see the shows that he had promised to be in attendance for, and likely put in a good word for the efforts of their workers during the hectic times of the festival.
That was just part of being the boss. You had to remind people that you cared, or they would forget.
"Mister Wolfe, the bunny show starts in fifteen minutes, are you going to go up and watch?" One of the servers asked as she walked past the armoury with a fresh load of snacks in a rolling vendor cart.
"Thanks for the reminder, just let me leave a note and I will be right there."
The whole town seemed to be moving toward the stages, and everyone was packed in tight, making it difficult to walk. So, Wolfe took to the air, joining the Faeries and the smaller flying species of both Fae and Demons in their search for a good perch to watch the shows from, or to reach the upper walkways where the mobile carts of snacks were still trying to make their way through the crowd.
"This is too much. It's time to pull rank, I'm going to sit on the wall of the spire." Wolfe muttered.
It was only a single array to make himself a chair and attach it to the wall of the spire, allowing him to comfortably relax and watch the show, but the luxury of it was not missed by the Fae who were flying by, looking for a spot among the crowded perches.