The Forgotten Faithful: A LitRPG Adventure (UnderVerse Book 2) Cajiao, Jez (best selling autobiographies TXT) 📖

Golems to unload the heavy gear as quickly as possible, and then we’ll talk about the new Servitor.”

“But the Servitor is clearly to be used to repair MY Tower, isn’t it, Jax?”

“Ye fool! Ye know…”

The sound of Seneschal and Heph arguing washed over me, and I banished it from my mind as Barrett and Cai approached. I left the Mer with a promise that I’d be right back and headed over to intercept them.

“You’ve been busy!” I said to them, gesturing around the floor, and receiving proud smiles from both of them.

“You don’t mind, then?” Barrett asked. “Cai and I were worried we’d overstepped our authority when we suggested it to Seneschal, but he just went ahead with it…”

“Hell no. I told you to do what you needed to do, and to look after things in my absence. This project was a conversation I’d already had with Seneschal. The fact you’ve got this much done already?” I said, looking about in amazement.

The twenty-sixth floor was the highest of the large floors in the Tower; from this point on, they shrank considerably, staying high ceilinged but growing smaller with each level. As I admired the improved space, I was amazed by the size of the floor itself. They’d somehow managed to not only get all the internal walls in this section of the Tower removed, save for some huge support struts, but they’d used a lot of the stone to begin to make berths!

“Well, Seneschal and Hephaestus needed stone for the other repairs; apparently the stone composing the Tower is better to work with than quarrying more elsewhere, so stripping this floor was a priority. There are two Servitors working on this floor constantly,” Cai said, gesturing to a corner where I could just make out a blur of arms stacking and sealing stones together. A handful of people were running back and forth from a large pile of stones, taking them to the Servitors and clearly working together to keep them supplied. “There are three Servitors on the third floor, reconstructing the Genesis Chamber, and one is working on sealing the command room off for now, at my request.”

“Yeah, the door there locks, but only just. Considering the importance of the Creation Table, and how rare and powerful they are? It just made sense.” Barrett interjected, and I nodded approvingly.

“Once we’ve got the basics, so that we’re safe and people can rest in a little comfort, we’ll make a change to that, anyway. I think the Command Center will become a suite of rooms all close together on a single floor, probably with the majority of the soldiers and War Golems stationed around there.”

“I’d recommend having that done soon, Jax,” Barrett replied, “If someone was to injure or kill the wisps and get access to that table…” He shook his head and Oracle spoke up.

“They could shut the Tower down, change its priorities. They could lock you out, Jax, or they could order it to concentrate all the mana in an unstable area, flooding the mana channels and cause an explosion that could collapse the Tower. There’s no limit to the damage they could do.”

“But they couldn’t do any of that with the Wisps in control, right?” I asked her, concern filling my voice.

“No, but that’s the point. The Tower is a structure, that’s all. We wisps look after it, but if we’re killed off, then the Tower can only be controlled by the Creation Table. That’s why it was kept at the top of the Tower, in the most secure area we had.”

“Why wasn’t it moved to the Hall of Memories? Or, hell, why didn’t the SporeMother use it?” I asked. Oracle shook her head.

“We didn’t have time; all the Golems were fighting its creatures, but the SporeMother couldn’t use the Creation Table anyway; Seneschal cut it off when the he shut the Tower down.”

“So, we could shut it down then, if we needed to?”

“It’s a magical construct. Draining it entirely and then repowering it is damaging. It had to be done like this before, but now? No. Best if we just keep it safe. Posting a War Golem with it would probably be enough; there are eight, after all,” Oracle said, and Barrett perked up immediately.

“Ah… eight War Golems, Jax?” he asked quickly, and I grinned at him.

“Yeah, mate, we found an old Waystation of the Tower. It was full of goblins, but once we’d cleared them out, we found ten Golems. There are five basic melee class, three ranged, one ‘command’ Golem—it’s a level three ‘Complex’ one that can control the War Golems and fight alongside them, as well as take orders—” I turned and gestured to the large Servitor that had stopped a few feet back, “and there was also this monstrosity, a level three Servitor, capable of carrying out simple requests and commands, especially for repairing and rebuilding.”

“It’s very different to ours…” Cai said, walking around it slowly and inspecting the ornamentation.

“I know; we’ve concentrated on building them as fast as possible, and we’ve been manufacturing the very basic models. This one’s a lot more advanced, and the ancients clearly cared more about style than we can afford to.”

“I noticed you’ve brought some new recruits as well, and with the second ship, I can only assume…?” Cai asked, lifting one eyebrow, and I took the hint.

“Yes, Decin has joined us, although nobody has sworn yet. We’ve also been lucky, in the sense that a handful of Mer we encountered agreed to join us as well. In fairness, they agreed as much for the promise of healing as anything else. There’s a lady called Ame that I would recommend you watch your step with; she’s very determined. She’s also a Runecrafter and wants to be a healer."

"The Mer are generally led by her or Flux; they’re the two at the front of the group. The one currently getting his ear chewed off is Flux.”

“A Runecrafter that wants to be a healer? Why…”

“She wasn’t well before; I