Master Of None

Chapter 2200: 2200. Golem Workshops



"Whoa, slow it down and move off to the left side... Good! Now lift your right hand!"

The sight that Walker found himself looking at was not one that he had expected. Well, not that he had any expectations for what he might find at the new expanded workshops outside of Genesis.

These workshops had been built for those that focused on forging large machines birthed from the sudden fad for new blacksmiths wanting to create their own golems. The entire inspiration had come from the fact that many of the spirit race now wanted to be able to have more physical bodies.

This was not a bad thing. The fire spirit that had taken the dragon golem as its body was the literal poster child for this trend. They moved around the coyote and assisted the guards very often. They even had an entire group of dragonkin that followed them as their own personal escorts since they represented dragons in a way.

This all had developed in to a lot greater of an event than just some news or gossip. Especially when it came to the dwarves who were focused on creating larger golems for mining, battle, underwater events, and even the ships. This also related to the flying ship being created right

now.

These Mechanical and magical fusions of wonder had been pushing many people to grow at a rapid rate. The new runes being discovered also changed things immensely with every single improvement made.

This led to very many ideas being altered, improved, and generally tired again when they had been deemed failures in the past. This applied to many ideas of some great blacksmiths that the dwarves had over the years.

It was not an unknown fact that a genius could be born before the right time. That they could create things only on paper that would be perfect if the technology or general knowledge was caught up to them. Right now, many of the blacksmiths from the dwarven city were appearing with records form their oldest libraries. Blueprints form their oldest forgotten sections of archives.

Every single one might not be viable, but making them viable became the goals of many. Those that were related to those geniuses of the past, or even those that felt they could make the records known in this day and age. All motivational for the youngest generation finding their classes now.

Regardless of the reason, this was an ideal learning chance for everyone. Apparently, it also managed to be some form of learning for Su who was currently directing a large cyclops golem on how to move.

The golem had been created in the form of a cyclops because of the fire related resistances that they had. Also because the fire spirit controlling the golem had seen the brutality and general strength of a cyclops once. Naturally, they wanted to be able to use the same when they fought and were within the forge. So, they pushed to be able to have a golem for themselves.

As this was the case, a blacksmith with enough time, energy, and materials had said yes. Now here they were. It still didn't explain why su was here though. She was more related to healing and the cathedral. Not the forge.

'Walker, come meet the newest spirit golem that has just started to learn how to use their new golem body. You should have seen the way that they lifted it up! They used all these chains and it was still glowing red with the heat form the forge and-" Su cut herself off as she realized that she was letting too much of her energy out.

"You seem like you are having a great time here. And congratulations on your cyclops golem, I bet you will make a big scene in the coliseum." Walker saw the cyclops golem clench its fists. The fire spirit within must want to fight just as a lot of the spirits did. They seemed to be just as amused by the battles as the demi-humans race were.

"I originally came because they wanted to see the twin shields and work off the design. They also said that there are a lot of materials that are being brought here and I could due with a new set of improved shields that were for training. They said they would make me shields that I can adjust the weight of while I train better."

"I was wondering how you got here. If they are offering you that then they must really want to see the blueprints from the wandering blacksmith. But he is hard to get a handle on with how busy he is. I heard that he was working with a dwarf to make the engines for the flying ship. Something about not needing mana for a slow descent if something bad happens." While Walker had heard the talk about it, he had not looked in to any of it. Especially with how detailed it was. If he went down that rabbit hole he could lose weeks of his life to just catching up. Then there was the fact that half the designs had been scrapped and redone due to small risks and errors as they all learned about new methods and runes.

"Oh, they have been arguing about all that. They said something about how some of the golems are being rebuilt now since they have perfect frames to make more unique golems that the dwarves can use for forging larger parts of the dragon armors."

This wasn't news to walker. He already knew that the dragon armors were being made and improved yet again. This time though, they were being made with some unique magics and even being influenced by some spatial runes that had been recently discovered.

Just as there was some armor for Midnight that took to her shape better, the royal dragons wanted the same. They wanted armor that could transform from their true dragon dominator forms in to their dragonkin forms. But that was very hard to do on a spatial mana aspect and generally on a weight aspect.

While the issues were there, it was a great problem to be part of improving and fixing. Nothing that anyone was unhappy with since there could be many new ideas that could come from experimenting with it. Plus, the royal dragons wanted the best, they didn't care if it took longer. Especially since dragons were a long lived species in the first place. A few years was like the blink of an eye.

That made Walker think about how the speed that genesis formed was very different in the eyes of different races. To some, it was slow because they lived shorter lives. But to others, it was incredibly fast. So much so that it was exactly like blinking or taking a nap and finding themselves in a new world the next second.

"So, Su the golem tester, what else have you seen? I could use a nice and interesting tour after getting talked to by Remey about burning her lab. And no, I didn't burn it, she did." Walker quickly explained Remey and her risky situations. He also didn't fail to mention how she and Ignus seemed to have gotten much closer in more ways than one.

But Su just shrugged because she had long expected the two hot heads to find common ground. She just feared that if they focused their combined wills anywhere else that they might bring too much fire for anyone elses' liking.

"Oh! You should see the kids' work. There's a merfolk child that has been practically living here for three weeks now. He's made a blueprint the size of a house while tolerating the heat. He has a class called the deep sea golem architect. Really long name but he is a genius when it comes to aquatic golems."

"Don't tell me that this is why the seafoam iron has been swept clean from the markets? A bunch of people used that for jewelry and now it's all gone so some people are selling their jewelry. Especially the few merchants that make trips near rocky beaches in their travels." It wasn't hard to listen and learn just by walking on the street. Merchants and shop goers were not subtle in their chatter.

"You already know. Good, so you should know that at the rate he is collecting the materials he wants, it will be only seven months before they start making what he wants to make." Walker raised an eyebrow as Su dragged him through back hallways and passed by large forges. The what and the mana fluctuations making him even more curious about every single thing being

created.

That was until he came to a large room with a massive wall covered in a singular partially opened blueprint. Perfectly made so far. Detailed enough that the one working on it wouldn't even need to be there to show how to make what they wanted.

The best part was, writing those complicated patterns and measurements was a single four foot tall kid. Not some developed and wisened blacksmith. Not some upcoming genius. No, a kid that had apparently had a vision and was making it a reality. No one could say he was just drawing on walls with the immense details Walker could see in this. It was art.

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