Lucian went away to be with her family, and Damian was greeted by the old attendant, who seemingly was waiting for him on the ground floor of the Sanctum.
"Lord Keeper, anything I can do for you today?" the old man asked.
"How much steel do we have currently?"
"Little over 60 tons from last ti—we can get more, but the city is mostly closed off."
"No, that should be enough."
"What are we doing, my lord?"
"First, I need to install a lift in here and then make so extra waygates to connect underwater dungeons."
"Lift? Underwater dungeons?"
"Yeah, I made an offer to the demons that they’ll explore a few of the underwater dungeons that are far away in the sea and give us a report on their dangers and possible benefits. Here is the list—copy them, then add them into our dungeon records and keep so copies in the safe."
The aged attendant was beyond speechless and just held onto the pages. The more he turned the pages, the harder it was for him to keep his composure.
"There are hundreds of listed numbers. Are all these..?"
"Yeah, since no one is using them, we might as well claim them, right? Not like we have to go there with a wooden ship every ti.." Damian said, smiling at the aged man.
"It’s more than all three kingdoms combined.." The man ignored his smile.
He had to get so personal female attendants. That beastman woman in the maid outfit was the perfect look of a nice assistant. He had to get one of those. Of course, ’skills’ were his priority.
Damian checked out the steel outer fra of the lift he had made when he built this building. The best spells to use for a simple lift had to be the gravity reversal spell and a wind rune. But the challenging part was to make it stop at every floor and control it effortlessly with an efficient steel-to-runic-spell ratio so they wouldn’t have to replace it soon.
Back in his runic lab, Damian tried different combinations of spells with weight and distributed wind spells for stability and speed control. Poor Jacob had been lifted up and down by a big round steel disk for hours now.
The wide-area antigravity spell started from where he placed the runic circle. It was the runic circle that blocked the effect of gravity from being applied to things and people standing above it. He would have to use it in a pair—one to push the weight off the land and another to push down, so the people above the steel ring wouldn’t experience the sudden lack of gravity.
He would need two rings—the upper ring would control the speed of ascension and completely stop in ergencies or increase the power when needed. The lower ring had only one job—to push all the weight up. The steel rings, no matter how thick he made them or how carefully he inscribed the spells using all their mana nodes, would only work for at most a month and a half before he’d have to change them for safety reasons. They could go on for two and a half months, but that would be too risky.
He planned to use such lift systems in a lot of buildings he was planning to build—the cost of continuously replacing the steel disks in all of them would be a lot. For now, it would work for the Sanctum building, but he would have to think of a more efficient way in the future if he wanted to make it a common thing.
Damian built the two big steel disks that could lift over 60–70 people at once. He connected all the mana nodes and inscribed all the necessary spells. Jacob observed him do all that—in between, Damian kept talking to the steel golem, having enough belief that the guy truly understood at least half of it. Damian even gave him small assignnts: shaping tal, controlling the fire, recognizing the perfect ti to shape it—all that he had learned from the Eldoris blacksmiths himself all that ti ago.
Jacob’s chubby hands were making it difficult for him to hold tools and do more precise work. The body of Jacob could not really feel. He did not have any senses—guess he could make another golem and see if Jacob could jump bodies that way. He had no idea what he was doing when he made this kind of golem. Jacob was quite obedient and would make a great warrior, as Lucian had demonstrated by training him a little, but Damian felt like that was a waste of his intelligence.
He had enough people and could make much stronger golems and other weapons—the intelligence to learn a skill, however, was sothing unique. He wouldn’t let that go to waste, especially when Jacob himself had shown interest in making runic tools.
Damian built a steel chanism on the lift’s surface, shaped like a small podium, that could release stored liquid mana onto the two disks according to the height required to reach each floor. Also, an ergency switch to do that manually and stop anyti or go faster if the lift gains from the spell weren’t enough over ti. Up to 50 people, the weight of passengers wouldn’t affect the prebuilt setting for each floor.
Still, Damian wanted to hire soone who would control the lift and take people up and down all day. It was still kind of an experintal phase, and he didn’t want overly curious people fucking up the settings and getting themselves and others injured. This was not a toy - if things went wrong it could indeed hurt people seriously - guess he should also think about the worst case scenario and plan for it before opening it to all Sanctum officials.
Once the lift was perfectly installed, Damian just had to fill the mana tank regularly and it should work perfectly. When Damian installed it and showed the only attendant present what a ’lift’ was—needless to say, the guy was stunned with awe and wonder.
Now that was a sign of a job well done.
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