Click!
I opened the door and walked inside my office, with Caena following behind me.
My gaze fell on the window and couldn’t help but become surprised, seeing the people. They have packed streets as far as I could see and there seemed to be no end to them.
In just an hour, their numbers seemed to have quadrupled, and more were coming.
It seemed like, I had underestimated the effect a new legacy would have. I might need to ask for more people.
I also closed my eyes and wrote a few more laws. They will help those with trespassing.
I gave one last look to the people before sitting down and turned to Caena.
“There are far more charms than there should be,” I said, and she smiled gently. “I had started imprinting them the week, I came here,” she replied.
I am surprised. I shouldn’t have been I had expected the answer in this line, but it still surprised me.
“I had also understated my speed of crafting enchantments.” She added after a second of silence.
This I had very much suspected.
“Were you expecting it to be turning into the legacy?” I asked. I could now tell the age of each charm when they were imprinted. The first charms aren’t the vague ones, but the ones that increase the effects of establishments' services.
“The ritual had formed a perfect bond. It never happens; the chances of it are less than a million in one.”
“Even that is not enough for legacy, but your vision and ideas propelled it toward it fast, while my charms also helped with their push,”
“Still, I had expected it would take decades at least, before it could light up the spark and become a legacy; you had achieved in one and a half years,” she replied with a clear surprise on her face.
For a minute, I didn’t speak, just looked at her.
She is not as confident as she is trying to project. There is fear in her eyes, nervousness hidden deep within, which she was trying to hide.
“Were you able to see the legacy’s core before?” I asked. To which she nodded. “Yes,” she replied.
“Now?” I asked, and she shook her head. “Everything is completely locked now, I couldn’t even access a hint of emotions,” she said and sighed.
It is no lie, not because I believe her, but because I could feel my total control over the legacy.
The contract I signed with her, which gives her access to establishments' emotions, is invalid now. Even if it had been valid, it wouldn’t have given her access.
The establishment is a legacy and unless I give her control through it, she will have no control over, even a single part of it.
I waved my hand, and immediately everything had disappeared; the office, the chair we were sitting and everything else. The only thing there is the sun and planets orbiting around it.
Master of Legacy is a passive skill, which gives me complete control and instinctive knowledge to control everything.
Gasp!
She gasped in shock as she looked. It is shocking. There is no one who wouldn’t be shocked seeing it.
“The rituals have merged,” she said after a few seconds, looking at the planets.
“I can tell what many of them do, but some feel too vague or, I might say, talk in a language that I couldn’t understand,” I said, and many planets disappeared, leaving only seventeen of them behind.
“I want to know what they do. Especially that one, I think, it is the one, which is most important,” I said, pointing at the biggest planet with a silvery twelve-pointed star.
She smiled at my question and there was also an immense pride that appeared in her eyes.
“This is a Grand Ritual of Kama Rakalis,” she replied, and I shook.
I have done my research on witches and know the kind of terror Grand Rituals are. Even Archmages fear them when they are cast by the witches powerful enough.
“Grand Ritual of Kama Rakalis?” I asked after calming down myself. “In the common tongue, it is known as Grand Ritual of Imprint and Amplification,” she said, and confusion appeared in my eyes.
“It can imprint any spell and release it more powerfully,” she explained, and my mind went blank.
Others may not be able to understand the gravity of it, but I do and the more I think about it, the more excitement and fear I would feel.
“The spell you used earlier?” I asked. “Grade 1, Minor Strengthen,” she replied.
The power the spell had reached was Grade 2, albeit barely, but that was before the establishment turned into the legacy.
“The imprinted spell could be used unlimitedly as long as there are emotions?” I asked, and she nodded, shaking my heart again.
“How many spells have you imprinted on it?” I asked. “Just thirteen; it is very hard to make others use spells in the establishment, without arousing suspicion,” she replied with regret.
“I looked inside the planet and there were thirteen things inside. The Minor Strengthening had taken the form of rock with faint brown energy covering it.
There is also a Fireball Spell, Ice Dagger, and other spells; all Grade 1.
I could tell from whom these spells were imprinted. Minor Strengthening is from Shaun, the fireball is also from him. Ice Dagger is from Zela.
I had seen them use these spells and were also written in their resume.
“How many spells could be imprinted?” I asked. She didn’t answer the question immediately.
“I think, hundreds.” She replied, and I nearly sucked a breath. “And their grade?” I asked.
“It will depend on the quality of emotions; the same for the number of spells it can imprint. Higher the quality of emotions; the more you will be able to imprint,” she answered.
She is referring to the grade of legacy; yes, they have grades as well. It depends upon the quality of the emotional essence they could produce.
Simply say, Grand Ritual gives me a magic scroll from which I can launch any imprinted spells, I want unlimitedly, as long as I have enough emotional essence.
It is a terrifying ability, and it scared me.
For a minute, I didn’t speak, before I turned my gaze to the second biggest planet, with three moons orbiting it.
“This, what this one does?” I asked, and she answered, once again shocking me.
One by one, I had asked about seventeen planets and she answered it all.
I made everything disappear and slumped back in my chair. I had expected many things, but not this.
She had planned it all, with the establishment turning into the legacy in mind. Aside from Grand Ritual, all of them would have been near useless if the establishment hadn’t turned into a legacy.
Those things are like skills for me; I could do many things with them.
“It is clear that you have ulterior motives for creating the charms,” I said after a few minutes of silence.
“Yes,” she replied. Not denying; even the blind could see that she had done all this with motive.
“What is it?” I asked. “I can’t tell you that,” she replied, and a frown appeared on my face, along with anger.
“You might lose a job, if you didn’t answer the question,” I said, and all the fear and nervousness hidden in her eyes seemed to vanish and a relief appeared in her face.
Seeing that, I sighed with regret internally. This woman knows me too well.
“It's not that, I didn’t want to tell you; it’s just that, it is not the right time,” she said, and I just looked at her.
“When will be the right time?” I asked, and she replied with a smile.
“I really want to fire you, you know?”
“No, you do not,” she replied with a bright smile.
“At least tell me, where did you send Jon?” I asked, and her expression turned serious. “Remember that herbology teacher I had?” she asked back, I nodded as I paid for that class.
“She is a witch,” said Zela, and my eyes widened.
“Did you ask him to kill her?” I asked, to which she shook her head. “No, she will be asleep, till what she knows is not a threat to us anymore,” She replied, simply.
It is akin to killing her because I didn’t want anyone to find out about this, ever.
“She knows about the charms you imprinted on the establishment?” I asked her, to which she shook her head.
“No, but she knows I am a witch and your bonding with the establishment is common knowledge. She might be able to connect the dots,” she replied.
The charms I understand are the greatest secret of my establishment. Especially, that Grand Ritual; it let me do what I heard, archmage tower does. Throw the spells by converting emotion into mana.
The grand ritual is far different from the working of Archmage Tower. One is conventional magic while the other is witchcraft, but I will consider them the same for the sake of thought.
What I mean is say, I couldn’t let anyone know. If even a hint of it had spread, I would suffer a fate worse than death. Just thinking about made me shudder all over in fear.
“Ask everyone to sleep early. We will have a lot of things to do tomorrow,” I said, she nodded and walked out of the office, though not before giving me a look.
She definitely wants some control.
The door closed, and the imperial coin appeared in my hand before it disappeared and appeared again.
Vault of Ra.
The skill provided me with access to the vault, which is the size of the two rooms. I could access it from anywhere within the boundaries of the establishment and put anything in it.
I didn’t try to put people, but I knew instinctively that it wouldn’t be possible. Still, I am glad to get a skill like this; it is useful.
I got up and looked at the window, only to see, the crowd had swelled further. I looked at them for a few seconds before walking into my room.
I am going to sleep, tomorrow is going to be a very busy day but before that, I need to talk to a few people. Some of them might get angry if I didn’t talk to them.
I don’t want to make them angry, not yet.
…
“Good, a legacy. Another reward waiting for us in the wasteland,” said the man, with a grin, and erased the name Remus Silver from the list in front of him.
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Click!
I opened the door and walked inside my office, with Caena following behind me.
My gaze fell on the window and couldn’t help but become surprised, seeing the people. They have packed streets as far as I could see and there seemed to be no end to them.
In just an hour, their numbers seemed to have quadrupled, and more were coming.
It seemed like, I had underestimated the effect a new legacy would have. I might need to ask for more people.
I also closed my eyes and wrote a few more laws. They will help those with trespassing.
I gave one last look to the people before sitting down and turned to Caena.
“There are far more charms than there should be,” I said, and she smiled gently. “I had started imprinting them the week, I came here,” she replied.
I am surprised. I shouldn’t have been I had expected the answer in this line, but it still surprised me.
“I had also understated my speed of crafting enchantments.” She added after a second of silence.
This I had very much suspected.
“Were you expecting it to be turning into the legacy?” I asked. I could now tell the age of each charm when they were imprinted. The first charms aren’t the vague ones, but the ones that increase the effects of establishments' services.
“The ritual had formed a perfect bond. It never happens; the chances of it are less than a million in one.”
“Even that is not enough for legacy, but your vision and ideas propelled it toward it fast, while my charms also helped with their push,”
“Still, I had expected it would take decades at least, before it could light up the spark and become a legacy; you had achieved in one and a half years,” she replied with a clear surprise on her face.
For a minute, I didn’t speak, just looked at her.
She is not as confident as she is trying to project. There is fear in her eyes, nervousness hidden deep within, which she was trying to hide.
“Were you able to see the legacy’s core before?” I asked. To which she nodded. “Yes,” she replied.
“Now?” I asked, and she shook her head. “Everything is completely locked now, I couldn’t even access a hint of emotions,” she said and sighed.
It is no lie, not because I believe her, but because I could feel my total control over the legacy.
The contract I signed with her, which gives her access to establishments' emotions, is invalid now. Even if it had been valid, it wouldn’t have given her access.
The establishment is a legacy and unless I give her control through it, she will have no control over, even a single part of it.
I waved my hand, and immediately everything had disappeared; the office, the chair we were sitting and everything else. The only thing there is the sun and planets orbiting around it.
Master of Legacy is a passive skill, which gives me complete control and instinctive knowledge to control everything.
Gasp!
She gasped in shock as she looked. It is shocking. There is no one who wouldn’t be shocked seeing it.
“The rituals have merged,” she said after a few seconds, looking at the planets.
“I can tell what many of them do, but some feel too vague or, I might say, talk in a language that I couldn’t understand,” I said, and many planets disappeared, leaving only seventeen of them behind.
“I want to know what they do. Especially that one, I think, it is the one, which is most important,” I said, pointing at the biggest planet with a silvery twelve-pointed star.
She smiled at my question and there was also an immense pride that appeared in her eyes.
“This is a Grand Ritual of Kama Rakalis,” she replied, and I shook.
I have done my research on witches and know the kind of terror Grand Rituals are. Even Archmages fear them when they are cast by the witches powerful enough.
“Grand Ritual of Kama Rakalis?” I asked after calming down myself. “In the common tongue, it is known as Grand Ritual of Imprint and Amplification,” she said, and confusion appeared in my eyes.
“It can imprint any spell and release it more powerfully,” she explained, and my mind went blank.
Others may not be able to understand the gravity of it, but I do and the more I think about it, the more excitement and fear I would feel.
“The spell you used earlier?” I asked. “Grade 1, Minor Strengthen,” she replied.
The power the spell had reached was Grade 2, albeit barely, but that was before the establishment turned into the legacy.
“The imprinted spell could be used unlimitedly as long as there are emotions?” I asked, and she nodded, shaking my heart again.
“How many spells have you imprinted on it?” I asked. “Just thirteen; it is very hard to make others use spells in the establishment, without arousing suspicion,” she replied with regret.
“I looked inside the planet and there were thirteen things inside. The Minor Strengthening had taken the form of rock with faint brown energy covering it.
There is also a Fireball Spell, Ice Dagger, and other spells; all Grade 1.
I could tell from whom these spells were imprinted. Minor Strengthening is from Shaun, the fireball is also from him. Ice Dagger is from Zela.
I had seen them use these spells and were also written in their resume.
“How many spells could be imprinted?” I asked. She didn’t answer the question immediately.
“I think, hundreds.” She replied, and I nearly sucked a breath. “And their grade?” I asked.
“It will depend on the quality of emotions; the same for the number of spells it can imprint. Higher the quality of emotions; the more you will be able to imprint,” she answered.
She is referring to the grade of legacy; yes, they have grades as well. It depends upon the quality of the emotional essence they could produce.
Simply say, Grand Ritual gives me a magic scroll from which I can launch any imprinted spells, I want unlimitedly, as long as I have enough emotional essence.
It is a terrifying ability, and it scared me.
For a minute, I didn’t speak, before I turned my gaze to the second biggest planet, with three moons orbiting it.
“This, what this one does?” I asked, and she answered, once again shocking me.
One by one, I had asked about seventeen planets and she answered it all.
I made everything disappear and slumped back in my chair. I had expected many things, but not this.
She had planned it all, with the establishment turning into the legacy in mind. Aside from Grand Ritual, all of them would have been near useless if the establishment hadn’t turned into a legacy.
Those things are like skills for me; I could do many things with them.
“It is clear that you have ulterior motives for creating the charms,” I said after a few minutes of silence.
“Yes,” she replied. Not denying; even the blind could see that she had done all this with motive.
“What is it?” I asked. “I can’t tell you that,” she replied, and a frown appeared on my face, along with anger.
“You might lose a job, if you didn’t answer the question,” I said, and all the fear and nervousness hidden in her eyes seemed to vanish and a relief appeared in her face.
Seeing that, I sighed with regret internally. This woman knows me too well.
“It's not that, I didn’t want to tell you; it’s just that, it is not the right time,” she said, and I just looked at her.
“When will be the right time?” I asked, and she replied with a smile.
“I really want to fire you, you know?”
“No, you do not,” she replied with a bright smile.
“At least tell me, where did you send Jon?” I asked, and her expression turned serious. “Remember that herbology teacher I had?” she asked back, I nodded as I paid for that class.
“She is a witch,” said Zela, and my eyes widened.
“Did you ask him to kill her?” I asked, to which she shook her head. “No, she will be asleep, till what she knows is not a threat to us anymore,” She replied, simply.
It is akin to killing her because I didn’t want anyone to find out about this, ever.
“She knows about the charms you imprinted on the establishment?” I asked her, to which she shook her head.
“No, but she knows I am a witch and your bonding with the establishment is common knowledge. She might be able to connect the dots,” she replied.
The charms I understand are the greatest secret of my establishment. Especially, that Grand Ritual; it let me do what I heard, archmage tower does. Throw the spells by converting emotion into mana.
The grand ritual is far different from the working of Archmage Tower. One is conventional magic while the other is witchcraft, but I will consider them the same for the sake of thought.
What I mean is say, I couldn’t let anyone know. If even a hint of it had spread, I would suffer a fate worse than death. Just thinking about made me shudder all over in fear.
“Ask everyone to sleep early. We will have a lot of things to do tomorrow,” I said, she nodded and walked out of the office, though not before giving me a look.
She definitely wants some control.
The door closed, and the imperial coin appeared in my hand before it disappeared and appeared again.
Vault of Ra.
The skill provided me with access to the vault, which is the size of the two rooms. I could access it from anywhere within the boundaries of the establishment and put anything in it.
I didn’t try to put people, but I knew instinctively that it wouldn’t be possible. Still, I am glad to get a skill like this; it is useful.
I got up and looked at the window, only to see, the crowd had swelled further. I looked at them for a few seconds before walking into my room.
I am going to sleep, tomorrow is going to be a very busy day but before that, I need to talk to a few people. Some of them might get angry if I didn’t talk to them.
I don’t want to make them angry, not yet.
…
“Good, a legacy. Another reward waiting for us in the wasteland,” said the man, with a grin, and erased the name Remus Silver from the list in front of him.
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