"... It's amazing"
"This is a divine artifact"
"Something like this can only be done by Celestial Beings..."
"..."
Such conversations took place throughout the port area, ordinary people even knelt on the ground praising the gods, and merchants saw that this place would soon become an important social center.
Charsi, for her part, was moved to tears when she saw that the device she helped build worked better than she had imagined. And the other girls who were members of the Sisterhood of the Blind Eye felt that they had not made a mistake in following Christel's plans.
The oldest Rogues are at most 30 years old, 20 of which have been spent in the darkness fighting to survive in these dark lands. They don't know how many sisters have fallen to protect them when they were children, and they only knew that surviving for one day was a miracle.
But now, they see a ray of light, someone has brought them hope, and is showing them the way forward. They all looked at their sisters at their sides, and saw the red eyes and tears on their cheeks. And with a nod and a look of firmness, they made it clear without saying anything, that they would protect this girl with their lives.
When the energy shield enveloped the entire area and disappeared as if it did not exist, Christel knew that everything was working correctly, leaving only an orb of light with a warm hue illuminating.
"*Pluff!* Great, it's working properly, come on, it's safe now" Christel gave a happy clap and walked towards the tower.
When everyone saw the golden-haired girl walking towards the tower and heard her words, they followed her. The civilians were a little slow to react, but they also wanted to get closer to that place.
But when the Rogues commanded by Paige stood on the sides of the tower so that no one could peek in too far, the civilians and merchants had no choice but to stay at a distance below the hill.
The tower was built on the north side of the river, where the land was flatter and according to her plans that would be where the town would be built. The tower is on a hill and around it will be built the command center, a castle that will serve as her residence in the port and where the administration of the port and the town that will inevitably appear will be carried out.
So Christel will firmly take over the land around the estuary, and although she will provide housing for civilians who want to stay to help build the port and the city, the property will always be under her control.
Christel is not worried about the industrial revolution that is taking place in this world, with the planet sinking ever deeper into war and shrouded in darkness from the beings of hell. Civilians and commoners will be more than grateful to have a place to protect themselves and not care that everything belongs only to Christel and the Sisterhood of the Blind Eye.
He only has to worry about the jealousy and greed of the human kingdoms and those greedy noble families. But when they come with their army of knights, speargirls and archers to try to take what is his, he will greet them with towers of executioners.
The world of Sanctuary won't have gunpowder weapons for at least 6 years, but when they face their electromagnetic weapons and armored vehicles, the dimensionality shock will be huge. Diablo and his brothers will just want to hide in their stones and not want to come out.
The base of the tower is made of stone and cement, but the rest is black wood from the dark forest. These materials are not affected by the tower's magnetic field and do not interfere with it either. So they are the best for its construction at the moment.
There is no door, and no stairs either. But for Christel and the others it is not a problem to jump and enter the first floor of the tower. Inside is a square room of 10x10 meters with only a spiral staircase going up on the right side and another staircase going down to the negative floor on the left side.
Christel only briefly went down to the negative floor, where the Tesla turbine from the world of They are Billions is located. Although it is not a large engine capable of powering a super-city populated by hundreds of millions of people, Christel is proud to be able to see a real one working.
You would think it would make a lot of noise, but on the contrary, it is no louder than a fan, but what you can hear is the soft hum of energy and the characteristic echo of mana.
Christel didn't spend long here, she just took some notes from the measuring instruments and went up to the first floor where the others were waiting.
"How does the engine work?" A nervous and worried Charsi asked.
"The parameters are within the norm and remain in the blue area. There is no problem that this engine will last at least 100 years without external intervention."
Christel smiled and said, passing the notes to Charsi, who, although she still doesn't understand all that physics, can already understand some of the mechanics and technically understands the data pointed out by Christel.
Isendra, on the other hand, did not understand anything about the symbols, nor the context of the numbers or the words on the pages. But she did understand the important part of Christel's statement.
"Last for 100 years? You mean, this artifact you created can continue to generate this amount of mana and energy for 100 years, by itself? How is this possible?"
"At least 100 years, but it's not like we're going to leave it for 100 years, maybe in less than 10 years we'll change it for a better one," Christel said with a smile.
Isendra froze. 'Just this artifact, if I carry it on my back, wouldn't I become a perpetual war machine? Do you want to make a better one?'
But Isendra remembered the conversations she had with this little girl with golden hair. Placing these devices on ships, on cars that go on land, and talking about flying devices. Suddenly Isendra could not imagine the future.
All he knew about magic was what could be done with one's talent, and there are enchantment systems that can give objects magical characteristics. These types of divine-level artifacts can turn a common commoner into a god on any battlefield.
Isendra felt that suddenly, chasing the dark wanderer was not the most important mission, all those called by destiny would stop chasing to stay by Christel's side and not allow her to stray!
Now Akara, the High Priestess, understands that it is important to guide the golden-haired girl on the right path. Not only to teach her her skills, but also her most sincere ideals and thoughts. Her protection is also very important, if she falls into the hands of any kingdom, the consequences will be catastrophic for the entire world.
Isendra looked out at the beach as they began to climb the tower, and looked at the merchant ships moored at the concrete dock at the side of the river mouth, knowing that in no time, news of this place will spread throughout Sanctuary. 'There's also the -Magician Clan-, they won't let go of this source of unlimited magic.
Isendra also remembered the assassin Shira, though she said she was from the Shadowlands of the Khral-Harzhek Order. She suspected that she was an envoy of the Viz-Jaq'taar (Order of the Mage Assassins). And she began to worry that her Order, when they learn of this and of the coming of the Mage Clan, would order her to kill Christel and destroy her artifacts to prevent them from falling into the hands of the Mage Clan.
By the time everyone reached the top, Isendra was already having a lot of headaches.
Christel and her group reached the penultimate floor, a square room made of black wood about 5 meters on each side, where there are a series of levers, handles and valves along with needle gauges, which Christel and Charsi observed and noted while explaining their functions in general terms.
The room has windows and doors and a platform on all four sides that serve as a place for the Rogue Archers to stand on and defend. There are crystals on the ceiling that let in light that illuminates the entire place. There is also a final staircase to climb to the top of the tower, where the crystal sphere that radiates light and energy is.
Although for Christel, who comes from a modern world, everything seems very backward. For the inhabitants of this world, everything is very mystical and advanced, full of knowledge that can rival ancient civilizations, which are now only legends.
"Christel, now that the tower is finished and operational, what's the next plan?" Paige asked, knowing that Christel arrived to build the tower, and that she'll be leaving in a few days.
Although he doesn't want Christel to leave, he knows that the plan to attack the monastery is imminent. They can't have Andariel blowing their minds all the time. Only by defeating her will these lands be completely safe.
And even though Paige wants to go on the raid against Andariel, her responsibility now is to protect this place.
"Charsi will take over the Shipyard and expand it, now that we have power, we will no longer be dependent on the water wheel, so we can build more machines to build ships and also infrastructures like houses"
"Christel, as much as I'd like to go with you to kick Andariel's ass, remember to get my -Horadric Malus- back. If I get it back, I feel like I'll be able to more easily create the precision pieces that are needed."
"Hehe~ Don't worry, I'm also interested in that enchanted hammer. After hearing you say that it's an artifact-creating artifact, I've also had the desire to retrieve it."
Christel knows that in Diablo II, this hammer is only used to deliver a quest and has no real value to the player. According to her lore, this is a hammer enchanted by the Horadric Mages, and used to forge enchanted weaponry to fight the demons of Hell.
Strangely, when the Horadrim union dissolved, the Malus was entrusted to the Sisterhood of the Sightless Eye. And centuries later, the Malus was in Charsi's hands, but she left it in the monastery when the Sisterhood escaped the attack of Andariel and the corrupted Rogues.
But, another strange thing is that Andariel, after taking full control of the monastery, gave the Malus to the Blacksmith who was left guarding the Monastery Quarters. Christel wonders how something, which is said to be of great value, was thrown aside every time it changed hands. Isn't this Malus something really important?
So Christel is curious about this supposed artifact-creating artifact. Maybe certain requirements are needed to use it, so the Horadrim threw it at the Sisterhood of the Sightless Eye, and Andariel threw it at an whatever elite-mob.
Coming down from the tower, Christel let Paige organize the guard, although she is not afraid of having her technology stolen, she does not want to see accidents happen, such as someone getting hurt or killed, or any instrument being damaged.
Tomorrow, Christel will stay to organize the next construction. Now that she has removed the skeletons, they are no longer needed and she can leave the rest to the commoner immigrants. She has to organize the construction plans in parts and point out the safety and prevention methods.
All of this will take a couple of days, since, although she has been teaching the Rogues, she still needs to make sure that they understand well, in order to change their class from archers/spear to construction engineers.
So, an opening party was organized to celebrate the tower's operation, where everyone ate and drank. Alysha and her group of guards also ate and drank, and I noticed the eyes of everyone, but with Jaina by her side it was impossible to take advantage of the event. Although Christel knows, that Jaina will definitely make an attack tonight. And it is that, after trying it for the first time, the girl has lost herself in the sensation and wants to do it again.
Christel didn't mind this, and was used to it by now, even though Jaina said she would allow her to become a mate to other sisters, she practically always acts as a protective wall for her little flower. So leaving that aside, Christel enjoyed the food, but again she was not allowed to drink. Christel requested that some be given to the immigrants and merchants as well, and Warriv was the first to take action to carry out the task.
Thanks to Warriv, the civilian commoners began to know Christel's name, and the propaganda that she is the one who made a sun rise below on earth and illuminate the darkness, and bring peace and safety.