[Chapter 46: Clayton and the Golems]
Even though Logans ambitions to fully integrate Clayton and the Golem Faction into his forces had ended in fantasy, the sheer power displayed in the current construction project was unsurpassed, making any cost-performance comparison unnecessary. With Claytons giant golem around, there was no need to risk deploying workers there.
Its practically handling the biggest part on its own
Even if Clayton was exceptional among them, Logan had anew appreciation for why the labor costs of a 5th Circle wizard were so exorbitant. They were a different dimension in terms of productivity compared to even the highest-level knights.
Knights who know nothing but the sword
While mentally decrying knights, Logan suddenly coughed to cover his sudden realization that he himself fell into that very category. His cough seemed to bring yet another loud noise to life.
Boom! Rumble rumble.
Once more, a thunderous roar that seemed to turn the world upside down filled the air.
Grooooan.
Amidst the noise, a giant creatures movements revealed its presence, and screams could be heard from all around.
Eeeek!
Mother!
I want to go home!
Ted, catch that thing! How many in its family? Hey you!
Workers that had been gathered with difficulty collapsed in terror at the harrowing site created by Claytons golem. Among them was Dwayne, still with a look of utter defeat in his eyes.
I must report to the head of the family
Seeing Dwayne trembling and the workers disheveled state, Logan let a smirk escape without meaning to.
The tunnel construction will be sufficient with just Clayton.
There seemed to be no need to engage additional workers.
Hmm, take all the workers to dig the canal. Theres no need to leave anyone for the tunnel construction.
Logans current construction plans were to have the tunnel and dam completed as designed, so the water could flow throughout the wastelands that were going to be developed. The plan was to split the 8,000 workers between tunnel and canal construction, but it now seemed the plans could be altered.
It looks like completion will be ahead of schedule.
A pleasant premonition brought a smile to Logans face.
Yes!
Hammar, who had been absentmindedly watching the golem, was a little late to catch on to Logans order and started rounding up the workers. This, too, turned out to be good news for them.
Canal?
Where is the water supposed to be?
I mean we can do it if ordered
Does this make any sense?
Why bore holes in the mountain for nothing, and why overturn the soil
Hey, stop nagging. It beats lugging rocks, right? Besides
Rumble rumble.
While the noise continued, the territorys people looked at the cliff generating the noise and shuddered before turning away. Everyone shared the same sentiment.
Even if it was on their side, how could one not be terrified of a magical beast created by a wizard? A single mistake from the over 20-meter-tall giant could mean an eternal farewell from this world.
Lets just dig, right? Confident in that?
Sure!
The task of digging evenly spaced canals across the vast wasteland, which was estimated to span over 800 square kilometers and far beyond, carrying a width of over 40 kilometers, would not have been an easy task even with the employment of the 8,000 workers. Yet, at this moment, not one person thought it would be difficult.
* * *
Master! Lord! Master Patrick! Ah, come on!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The urgency in Dwaynes pounding on the firmly locked door was palpable.
Rumble rumble.
The distant sound of thunder made his knocking all the more frantic.
The high lord is blowing up the domain!
His voice now sounded almost pitiful.
Bang! Bang!
Please, open the doo-
Thud.
What has Logan don-
Splat.
The forceful knocking turned into a punch that drove flesh into flesh.
Startled by the unfamiliar impact, Dwayne looked up to face a fist embedded in one of his eyes and a pair of angry red pupils staring back at him.
Arrgh!
Goosebumps erupted all over Dwaynes body as he leaped back in a bizarre scream, prompting a concise critique from Patrick.
Hmm.
My apologies
Heh heh heh.
It was a mistake! Im truly sorry, Master!
To think that I, who devote myself day and night to training, could be so careless Heh, seems I still have much to learn. Dwayne, its as if youve awakened me.
No, I didnt mean it like
Well then, shall we go inside and discuss this matter in more detail?
Me too?
Of course.
Click.
Creeeak.
The moment before, Dwayne had been loudly pleading for the door to be opened, but now the door seemed like the gates of hell as it noisily swung open.
Sabotage stories had it that Tristans territory made its doors out of ironwood, over one meter thick, and that inside lay an equally grey and menacing interrogation room.
Really, I dont need to go inside, I uh-
Its fine. Come in.
At Patricks urging, a reluctant Dwayne stepped into the training room.
Creeeak.
Dwayne felt a new shiver run down his spine as the door closed with a gentle smile and noise.
because it wouldnt do for blood to splatter outside.
The softly spoken words that leaked through the closing gap echoed down the empty hall.
Thud.
Master?!
A voice that seemed to scream from outside reached faintly through the thickly shut door.
After that day.
MacLaines financial administrator Dwayne was bedridden with an inexplicable malaise and unable to return to work for a time.
* * *
Hmm. Something seems strangely quiet with my father. Did the Steel Sword and the Arcane visibly cure him?
Despite Dwaynes commotion multiple times, there was no response from the other side.
Well, no response is even better.
As Logan was smiling contentedly, a trembling sensation crept up from the ground beneath him.
Rummmble.
The delayed sound reverberated as the surrounding workers began moving about in turmoil.
Go, go. Back to your stations!
If Hammar comes out, start with clearing the collapsed rocks!
Around Logan, workers smeared with soot and grime hurriedly scrambled about. It was the mining operation, not the new dam project, that had already been underway for some time. The mine, secretly staffed with workers from the Tesron stronghold, was unbeknownst to the MacLaine stronghold and was rapidly progressing with the arrival of a catastrophic scroll. It was bound to be the greatest source of future funds.
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