Lucian went away to be with her family, and Damian was greeted by the old attendant, who seemingly was waiting for him on the ground floor of the Sanctum.
"Lord Keeper, anything I can do for you today?" the old man asked.
"How much steel do we have currently?"
"Little over 60 tons from last time—we can get more, but the city is mostly closed off."
"No, that should be enough."
"What are we doing, my lord?"
"First, I need to install a lift in here and then make some extra waygates to connect underwater dungeons."
"Lift? Underwater dungeons?"
"Yeah, I made an offer to the demons that they'll explore a few of the underwater dungeons that are far away in the sea and give us a report on their dangers and possible benefits. Here is the list—copy them, then add them into our dungeon records and keep some copies in the safe."
The aged attendant was beyond speechless and just held onto the pages. The more he turned the pages, the harder it was for him to keep his composure.
