Caena

I stepped into the underground floors where people were working day and night.

There is not even an hour of break. One shift ends and the other one takes over. These people are preparing the underground floors for the changes that are going to happen to it soon.

The younger Halcyon is coming tomorrow with his people, along with their interior designer.

They will work with Miss Rolgath to fuse the style of Velvet Garden and Halcyon.

It's a good thing I had finished on time.

I nodded at the people, and looked at me, while charms would appear in my hand, and I would activate them. Those spells would then fuse with this space.

I have crafted the intricate spell; the most complex I had ever done on my own.

It involves two legacies and a lot of emotion essence and core essence.

Yes, we are trying for that stuff too.

Till now, we never did. When the parts of legacies core came, we would take only emotion essence.

Which is a diluted core essence.

This time, we not only want the emotion essence, but we want to merge the core essence of Onyx Halcyon into the Velvet Gardens core.

It's an extremely dangerous thing. It's could corrupt vision and if one is not careful.

It's why, the intricate spell.

I want to make Onyx Halcyon as a part of the velvet garden conceptually.

Once that is done, Onyx Halcyon's core essence wouldn't offer any resistance, and the velvet core would be able to consume it smoothly.

"I have may said, the target is 6%-8%, but I am aiming for 10%. 12% if possible.

It would be very hard, and a lot of conditions needed to be met. The first one being the old man needed to be alive, till the opening of the casino.

I would be satisfied. If he would be able to stay alive for a week after the opening.

It will help my charms to absorb the concept of Onyx Halcyon through the casino. It would be best if he stayed alive for a month.

Then, the whole concept would be absorbed.

I climbed downstairs, before finally reaching the minus-fifth floor.

"Madam Caena," greeted Miss Rolgath as she turned to me from the people she was talking to.

"I am surprised to see you here, Miss Rolgath; I thought you would be busy studying the designs of the casino," I said, and the woman sighed.

"I was. I came down here to check the progress," she replied.

"It seemed to be going well," I said, and she nodded. "Yes, they will be finished by tomorrow," she replied with a smile.

"Casino is good, Miss Rolgath, but the tower should take priority," I reminded her

There are only eleven days till opening. The casino will take a little longer to open.

"I know, Madam Caena, and I am not getting distracted," she replied.

I know she is not, but words help. Eleven days is not much, there is so much to do.

...…

Click!

The door opened, and five people walked inside. One is familiar, while the other four are unfamiliar.

There are four men and one woman. They are not humans, they are orcs.

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They are wearing traditional clothes, with two having paints across their bodies.

"My lord," greeted Shaman Trik, while others bowed awkwardly, trying to copy him.

"Please, sit everyone," I said. "Thank you, my lord," replied Shaman Trik and sat down.

The old man had learned the ways of the city pretty quickly. Learning everything, he needs to gain the maximum influence among the orcs and the city.

I like him for that. Ambition is a good thing as long as it is layered in rationale.

"I hope, the journey went well?" I asked. "It was my lord. We can now finally feel safe," replied the brown-haired orc, who looked to be in his late fifties.

"Condition seemed to be growing terrible there," I said, and Shaman Trik nodded.

"It is, my lord, and it will get worse." He replied.

"Many tribes are still living there; fighting for their homes, but to it is a losing battle."

"More and more monsters are coming out of the extreme magic region. It won't be a long before a big tide of them swept through it all," he added, making me shudder in my heart.

I had fought with monsters, and it was a tide of a few thousand, but it had nearly killed us.

Till then, three more tides of monster that had come. Along with many monsters, that are coming out of extreme magic regions, they will move alone or in groups.

"It's sad, but now that you are here, you are safe. As safe as can be with the undead being your neighbor from two sides," I said, bringing small smiles to their faces.

A moment later, my expression turned serious.

"As the Shaman Trik had explained to you; you all would shift to Panar to work in the mines. Except for those, that want to join the army or have specialized skills that the city needs,"

"Do you have any questions?" I asked.

"Shaman Trik had said that our people would be paid individually and not as a tribe?" asked the woman. To that, I nodded.

"The city doesn't recognize the tribes. Each person is for himself."

"If you want to maintain tribal structure, it is fine, but you cannot force any of your people or take their salaries or things forcefully,"

"It will be their decision whether or contribute or not to the structure or how much to contribute," I replied.

A huge change had occurred in orcs.

Many tribes had broken, but many were still going and some becoming stronger than before.

Shaman Triks is the biggest tribe and one of the few that have grown bigger. The man was opposed to new rules, but was the first one to change.

He learned fast from the countries around us and transformed his tribe into an organization.

Where the members need to pay only a small fee monthly. With this, they will be able to enter the praying halls and take part in ceremonies and other stuff.

They have removed a lot of restrictions, like inter-tribal marriages and other things.

That helped them, get more members.

"That will break our tribes," complained the thin orc.

"Not necessarily. You will need to adapt to it, like the Shaman Trik did. His tribe had grown stronger and wealthier since coming here," I replied, and the old man smiled.

A few minutes later, the four left, and I turned to Shaman Trik.

"What is the progress of the other tribes?" I asked, and I was not talking about just the mining tribes.

I need people to work in the cities and join the army. The humans are coming, and their numbers had increased rapidly since the legacy has turned to Grade III, but it's not enough.

I need more people. Especially now that I had conquered the new city.

It is a city with the capacity to hold half a million and there are not even fifty thousand people in there. If I were to exclude the army.

I need to fill the city with people. Especially miners.

We have opened two mines already and, in a week, three more will be open.

If I open all the mines. I would need around sixty to seventy thousand people to work in them.

Even the dead lord of Panar wasn't able to bring that many people, but I plan to. If there are more people, I will open the new mines.

The renwell region, might not have anything, but it sure has loads of crystal.

It's regretful that mining the crystals are not largely profitable. Like the mines of other things. Especially when most crystals mined through them needed to be sent out to process.

I am working on bringing the processing to the territory. I am in contact with a few businesses in the empires that deals in it.

Earlier, my proposals failed as I didn't have much to offer them, but now with the condition of empire worsening and mine getting better, those people are being receptive.

I hope to convince at least one of them.

Hours passed, and I focused on work and meeting people. I am meeting a lot of people, but I need to for things, I am planning.

Click!

Soon the evening came, and Lola walked inside with three men.

"My lord," they greeted. "Take a seat, gentleman," I said, before taking the contract from Lola.

She had been negotiating with them for the past few hours.

I begin to read it. I even activated the focus. It is a really important contract and I need to see if everything is perfect before signing it.

A few minutes later, I had finished and turned to the three people.

"I hope, both your businesses and the city of Greltheaven prosper by this agreement," I said and signed it, with my contract skill on it.

These three are from a Belnin based luxury yacht company. The agreement is about the transportation of high-net-worth patrons.

If someone wants to come to Legacy, spend a big on limited time.

Their yachts will be available to them.

I need this service for my patrons. Especially now, that legacy had become bigger with the whole tower as its domain. There will be more people coming to visit the legacy.

The travel of high-net-worth will increase even further after the casino opens.

They loved it.

As I finished signing. A tray with five glasses filled with wine, and a swirling mist appeared in Lola's hand.

It surprised them, but they accepted.

Clink!

"We will toast to that, my lord," said the blond man, and we clinked our glasses before taking a sip, which made their eyes widen as a surprise.

Since the outer range is covering the whole city. The vault could be accessed from anywhere.