Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

1077  Uziraʼs Quick Change of Heart Back at the Fairy Tribe, Vicente was met with a great reception, which he didnʼt rule out as one of the possibilities for his last encounters with these people. He just hadnʼt expected to arrive at the tribe at the same time as the Fairy Kingʼs group and be met with an even more numerous and warm welcome.

Fairies, elves and other allies of the race welcomed him with positive shouts, thanks, gestures of greeting and respect. Meanwhile, the Fairy King watched him from the front of his palace, standing next to Nan and the others. Despite his surprise at seeing Vicente back, the old Grand Magus was also pleased.

His gaze on Vicente was that of someone who had great respect for the other, but also gratitude.

Vicente had saved his life, his tribe and now given his people victories that would lead them to victory in the war!

As such, on seeing Vicente again, weeks since their last meeting, the Fairy King walked ahead of his group, stopping not far from Vice and then bowing his head. ”Vicente, welcome to my tribe,” he said loudly, his satisfaction almost palpable in the air. ”Youʼve won some formidable victories in the last month. I hope you wonʼt run away from a big celebration with us today!”

Positive shouts arose in the surroundings of this forested area, with Nan smiling and waving to Vicente, asking him not to refuse. ”First, tell me about the war. Then we can drink together.” He laughed to see their determination. Even though he was curious to hear from them about recent developments in the war, the way they were treating him already said a lot. The mood was very light and festive, not only because of the Fairy Kingʼs invitation, but also the looks and expressions of the ordinary people on the way there. The fairy community was no longer under mortal pressure. This community had its chances, with good prospects once again showing themselves to them.

”Letʼs go inside. We have several things to talk about,” said Nan as she gestured towards the estate of the ruler of Amae, while the tribal elders made way for them.

Larissa walked alongside Vicente, while Rex stayed behind, enjoying the position he was in. ”I heard about your recent results,” said Larissa to him with a smile on her beautiful face. ”It seems youʼve made a fortune by clearing out the four enemy outposts indicated by Nan.”

Rumors were spreading not only that Vicente had dealt with the enemies. The fact that he had left nothing of value in the places he had passed through was also spreading across the continent.

”I did what I had to do.” He smiled in confirmation, entering the fairy palace again.

The place was still as beautiful and bright as before, with colorful paintings and statues, and several small fairies here and there.

There was a small tree inside the property, one that had leaves of seven different colors, supposedly an ancient existence, alive since the days when Anicane was still connected to the 10,000 planes.

”How have the last few weeks been for you?” He asked her, looking at his surroundings, but without the same interest that most people in his place would have.

”Well, Iʼd say. Rex and I fought a few battles, got our chances, nothing too significant, though.” She explained until they were in a large living room, where they quickly settled down with the king, Nan and just a few elders.

The king began, ”Vicente, seriously, thank you for your cooperation. Without you, weʼd probably lose this war.”

All the fairies in the room agreed, some nodding and others saying their words of gratitude.

The king continued, ”After you helped me months ago and went out to deal with the dwarves, we collected victories. These victories were important for boosting the morale of the alliance, but the main thing was some agreements we made during this period. With the withdrawal of some of our rivals from the war and the weakening of those in conflict with us, we regained the upper hand on the island, starting to recover territories and retake our leadership position!”

A war wasnʼt just about battles, after all. While Vicente and many of the tribeʼs allies had been fighting, the king and his trusted subordinates had not only been fighting, but also seeking truce agreements.

Not all the enemies shared the same desire to take control of the island. In fact, most would remain in the position of the dominated rather than the dominator. With the strengthening of the fairies, some of those groups at war until recently decided to retreat strategically at this complicated moment in the conflict.

”The war isnʼt far from over, Vicente,” Nan said to him with a genuine smile on his lips. ”Because of your help, we should be back to the position we had before the war started in no more than two months!”

This had been a sudden change for the entire island of Amae!

For years, the island had experienced the war of the rebels against the local sovereigns. In the long period that had passed, the conflict had heated up and driven the islandʼs population into worse situations with each passing week. But since Vicente had arrived, as much as the high-level clashes had increased in number, never before during the war had the island been so stable.

”Our major enemies are desperate, and the few supporters maintaining the lunacy for war are leaving their positions in fear.” One of the elders said with great satisfaction. ”At the current rate, the confrontation will soon be over!”

”Thatʼs good to hear,” Vicente said after hearing about the situation on the island.

He didnʼt know exactly which tribe was stronger or weaker, but he was aware of the most important thing. Soon he could get rid of his promise and leave this place!

”Iʼd like to help you get to that promising destination more quickly.” He offered, looking suggestively at Nan. ”Not only that, Iʼm willing to trade with the fairies or any of the allies willing to do business with me. I have plenty of resources, but I also represent Stonewall.”

He spread his arms wide, smiling as he imagined himself helping this island and its sect a little before he could go off in pursuit of his own selfish interests. The Fairy King took a drink from one of the palace servants and offered Vicente a toast. ”Letʼs start this business here, with the celebration of the Dark King, Vicente Fuller!”

The magical beings around took drinks and offered toasts to Vicente, interested in his help, but also in the business that someone so strong was willing to do.

On this occasion, he would begin the talks that would help not only the local forces but also Stonewall. Even though he had spent months traveling or fighting without remembering the sect, today Vicente would begin important local deals that would be good for him, but even better for the Light Cay sect.

He was satisfied with the way things had turned out and decided to end his time in Amae differently from his start there. Instead of bloodshed, he would leave promises of a better future for this suffering community.