World Sphere - 70 - Secret Sauce

Chapter 70: Secret Sauce

When we landed, Mia and the twins rushed back to the barracks. I guessed they were going to tell everyone about the warehouse and their time in Aegis City. As long as they kept to the narrative that Callem and Wynna was financing the project, I was okay with it.

Aegis City was the second-largest city in all of Skyholme, although the capital was sometimes split into lower and upper cities when referenced, and either of those cities would still have a larger population than Aegis City.

The recent incursion by the Sadians had caused a significant amount of damage. It resulted in a substantial number of deaths in the larger cities that were the primary targets of the attack. The death and destruction were what allowed me to purchase the warehouse at a reasonable price.

I found Gareth in our room studying his dungeon books. He tried to tell me about the training with delve team, but I professed I needed to work on the lesser restoration spell. I had a week to learn it, and I felt it was getting close. This was the 11th spell that I was imprinting and I was getting a good feel for the process.

A lot of my spells had leveled, but the only spell that had an evolution was aether shield when it reached level 11, and I increased the diameter of the round shield from 3 feet to 3.3 feet. I spent some time in my privacy bubble updating my notes on my spells.

Imprinted Spell List

Imprinted Spell List    Tier     Slots    Affinity           Level

Cleanliness      1          1          Aether 16

Mend Flesh     1          1          Healing           15

Obfuscate Abilities     1          1          Darkness         9

Dimensional Closet    3          4          Space  15

Alarm  1          1          Divination       14

Privacy            1          1          Illusion            10

Neutralize Poison       2          1          Healing           1

Lightning Reflexes     4          2          Lightning/Healing      16

Arcane Lock   1          1          Aetheric          5

Aether Shield  2          2          Aetheric          12

My awakening was just under a year ago. This progress over the past year would make any mage jealous. I needed to start thinking about offensive spells if I was going to enter a dungeon.

I froze in my thought process... Did I really think I was going to go into a dungeon? I had considered replacing Remy on the first delve so I could see my team in action and check it off my bucket list, but now I was mentally preparing to delve myself.

Lesser restoration and thermostatic aura were definitely my next two planned spells. Both would take up just one slot on my aether matrix and could enhance my survivability.

I looked at my list of what spells I wanted to level. Most of my aether was being used to create gold and platinum coins. I was quite literally the goose that laid the golden eggs. Aether shield would hit level 13 on its own due to training at Twin Rocks. Cleanliness was a spell that I could probably get to a new evolution by the end of the week. Privacy could also be improved with my current normal daily activities with it.

The ugly duckling on my list was the neutralize poison spell. I had learned it so I could avoid getting drunk or at least cure my drunken state instantly when needed. I had figured to go to the local inn and tavern and cure people, but never got around to it.

Finally, I also wanted the lightning reflexes spell to reach level 17. I could not practice with it because Gareth was coming to our training sessions, and I wanted to surprise him with the spell in a match. Now that my finances for the Shiny Platinum were mainly settled, I could practice the spell again.

I dropped my privacy screen. “Hey Gareth, can you let me train with weapon masters by myself tomorrow night? I want to get feedback on my new sword.”

Gareth dropped his book on the ground with a thump, “New sword?  Where is it? Come on, Stormy, you really need to share monumental things like this with me.” I brought the blade from my dimensional space and handed it to him.

He ran his hand along it and he was sufficiently infatuated with the blade. “You do remember you promised to make me a magic blade. This one is magic, right? That is an aether crystal in the pummel.”

With some angst in my voice, “No, you cannot have my sword!”

Gareth rolled his eyes at me. “I just meant you can make me a blade as well. The one you already gave me is spectacular, but this,” he held the blade out straight looking down the length. “I can tell, is remarkable.” He handed it back to me. “I want a broadsword like the one you made me, but slightly longer and heavier. Whatever enchantments you put on yours, I want on mine.” He paused, then slowly asked with as much sincerity as Gareth was capable of. “Storme, can you make it before the delve?”

“How did you know we were going on the next seventh day?” I asked, and his eyes popped. I guess he had just inferred whenever the first delve he wanted to go, but I had confirmed it was our next day off.

“Really!” he exclaimed, and I nodded. He was so excited that he just handed me the sword and left the room without saying anything else. He probably had to go burn off some energy. Perhaps he was going to run out to the farm and train with the others. That was what Gareth would do. I placed the blade back in my space and added even more enchanting material I needed to my purchase list for Instructor Aethon. I guess I needed to artifice Gareth a new weapon.

Before going to sleep, I made a second replica of my sword without enchantments. This one at least matched the weight and would be functional to practice with tomorrow.

Gareth didn’t return until late the following day and he confirmed he went and trained with the delve team. We started our new week the following day. While Aelyn was running conditioning, I noticed she wasn’t quite as hard on Gareth as normal. Perhaps the delve team training was bringing them closer together.

I started practicing with the replica sword, and both Callem and Gareth helped me learn the alterations to the sword forms. I had very little experience wielding a sword two-handed. The movements were different, and the blade I made should allow me to transition between one and two-handed styles freely, but it doubled the work I would have to do to master the blade.

By the end of the training sessions, I realized I should have taken the spear as my secondary weapon. A spear was about 80% similar to the staff.

Selina was gone for the day, so I was left teaching the spellcraft class for her. I assumed she was working with Lana and Remy out at the farm.

Artificing class was primarily spent with me negotiating with Instructor Aethon for all the materials I needed. Ultimately, I gave up a 30% stake in my ice cream maker, paid him two platinum, and still owed him seven light globes for his personal use.

That evening, I finally passed my Skyholme history and law test, 46 out of 50 correct. The written exam had all new questions, but the twins did an excellent job in helping me prepare.

I was surprised it was just me and Callem out at Twin Rocks that night. He would personally tutor me with the new weapon every night. At first, I was worried, but it quickly became evident he was here to instruct and not beat me senselessly.

The week burned quickly; on the 3rd day, I imprinted my new spell, lesser restoration. I immediately began using it. Although there were fewer injuries among the students due to the drop in intensity, I managed to raise the spell to level four by the end of the week. I didn’t need to use any evolutions on assessing a person’s injuries, as my mend flesh spell could already do this for me.

My first evolution was to use the spell on others. The second evolution was to repair improperly healed bones. If someone didn’t have a bone set or magic healing, their bones would heal improperly.

At the third level, my evolution was a flash heal. It was a burst of healing aether that I didn’t direct. Normally, healing would take me a few seconds of focus to repair the injury. This evolution was instantaneous and resulted in a fixed amount of healing. Extremely useful in a fast-paced battle or a dungeon.

Also, on the third day, my privacy spell reached level 11, and the evolution was a shield from odors. It prevented the smell from leaving or entering my bubble. This was more powerful than it first appeared. Essentially, I was sealing myself off from the exterior environment. I was creating an environmental bubble. It meant I had limited air inside, but I knew the basics of an air recycling evolution from my dimensional closet spell. Most importantly, it also meant I no longer had to smell Gareth’s feet at night.

On the fourth day, I advanced my cleanliness spell to level 17. I had been cleaning everything in sight to get this spell leveled. I chose to invade a person’s aura. I could now clean another person’s clothes…at least on the surface. I couldn’t eliminate the smell or dry clothes on a person’s body. I needed one more evolution for that. Then all I would need is one final evolution to increase my range, and I would be able to use my cleanliness spell on a person’s body like I was doing it on myself. So those were my two evolution plans for levels 19 and 23.

I was shocked when Callem said I had passed my secondary weapon proficiency check. I knew I had been much better with the saber than I was with my new two-handed falchion. I just accepted it.

I actually found the new weapon growing on me. With two hands, you had a pivot point and much greater flexibility in your attacks and in controlling the tip of your weapon. Callem even helped me push my lightning reflexes to level 17 at Twin Rocks. Providing an 80.5% increase in speed at the normal enhancement and 161% speed in overdrive mode. Overdrive mode at that speed caused more damage to my body, meaning I had to be careful when using it.

At lunch, on the sixth day, Callem invited everyone’s family to the barracks to celebrate. The food quality had been enhanced by our winnings from the inter-academy bouts. Callem had told me privately that most of the gold coin was transferred to the town coffers for future academy classes. I wasn’t shocked when everyone was listed as passing the first semester, and no one would need to remain at the barracks for the upcoming off week. A few students had failed one class or their secondary weapon proficiency, but that was not going to prevent them from being listed as passing Callem told me with a wink.

The entire Gaskil family practically cornered me and hugged me one at a time. I had given both the twins lucrative careers in Aegis City and helped the Gaskils expand their farm to beef and milk production. Mera and Fera looked on at the spectacle, smiling. Mera hadn’t made another move since the skyship kiss, so I guessed that was just a thank-you for bringing them to Aegis City.

Freya had sourced beef and eggs from them, and they now had a herd of twenty-two meat cows and six dairy cows. They were not a big enough operation to supply the restaurant. They could only sell one cow every month until their herd grew. I doubted the land they owned could support more than fifty cows. However, it was a profitable venture for them, and we would have to source the extra meat from another island once the restaurant began operations.

My parents were excited for Pascal and me. Mother had passed her master’s test and now had her license. It would allow her to charge more for her services and even take on an apprentice. Brianne was interested but she lacked talent as an artist, but Mother saw that as a challenge.

The news about my restaurant had reached their ears, and they were excited to come and see it when they could. There was a lot of alcohol being drunk at the celebration, and I got mischievous. I started liberally casting my neutralize poison spell. I walked through the crowd, touching people and freeing them of their buzz.

With over 100 people drinking heavily, I got the spell up to level four before the night’s end. Some people I cured of intoxication still acted drunk, which made me laugh internally. At level two, my evolution was to determine the effect the poison had on a person, a standard assessment for the spell.

The third evolution was another standard evolution, and it was to hold the effects of the poison at bay while constantly using a trickle of aether. This allowed the mage to combat higher-tier poisons if the spell couldn’t neutralize them. You just either had to hope the poison had a half-life or someone with a stronger spell could reach the patient.

A few people noticed the lack of drunk people and blamed the tavern owner who supplied the barrels of watering down the ale. No fights broke out, just some very lively discussions. It was a hard spell to level, and I was glad I took the opportunity, but I didn’t plan to tell anyone I was the culprit.

As the night wore on, I was asked to dance by a dozen women, and I obliged each one. Mera was one of them, and I thought for a moment I was going to get a second kiss, but I switched to dancing with her mother before she got the courage.

The barracks were almost empty that night after the party. I observed that Gareth had left with Brianne to rekindle their relationship. They were stealthy about it, but Monty had tried to herd Gareth back to the party, so I noticed their attempt to escape. I wanted to get some sleep as tomorrow was going to be a long day so I was glad Gareth was gone. I set my privacy bubble and alarms up and fell into a deep sleep.

My alarm woke me, and I became instantly alert. The spell sent me the image of the intruder. Mia had opened the door to my room, stepped inside, and stopped. The alarm didn’t make any noise to her, and my privacy shield was up. She lingered for a good ten minutes, uncertain of her next move.

I thought about dropping my screen and confronting her. As my indecisiveness played out, Mia retreated and softly shut the door. I thought about pursuing her, but cleared my head, reset my alarms, and returned to sleep.

I was up early prepping for an entire week in Aegis City. The crate of enchanting supplies I ordered was in the artificing classroom, and I moved it to my dimensional space after confirming everything was there. I spent time working on Gareth’s new sword, just starting the basics of it. My sword had taken me about five hours to complete, and I assumed this one would be the same investment.

Before I could finish it, I made my way to the skyship platform. Remy, Lana, Sammie, Aelyn, and Gareth joined me before the small transport departed. Gareth had a self-satisfied grin on his face. I was surprised when Mia joined us. She smiled, not mentioning last night. During the trip, she began to outline how she planned to fill the roles on the guards for the Shiny Platinum.

Mia was planning to ask four of our classmates and five others she knew from growing up in Solaris City. I was disappointed that she didn’t select everyone from our academy class, but I did put her in charge and would trust her judgment. The cost for the city guard academy in the city was four gold per year, and the academy was four years long.

The problem I immediately saw was that her plan required everyone she hired to attend the academy. Then, who was left to watch the warehouse during the day? And if they went to the academy during the day, they would be too tired to watch the warehouse at night.

I admit I hadn’t thought it all the way through myself. I would be paying for ten people to attend the guard academy at four gold each year, for four years. A total of 160 gold. I might not even be in Skyholme four years from now. “Mia, you can attend any academy, and I will pay for it. But you need to hire guards who can start working immediately. I want to rotate out my current Miaden guards as soon as possible.”

She looked hugely disappointed; perhaps she had already committed to hiring the people. I thought of a compromise. “Hire nine experienced guards immediately. I will budget enough for you to send everyone else to the guard academy in Aegis City. They can work during their weeks off from the academy.” The truth was the cost was inconsequential to me, and I think I was only doing it to keep Mia happy.

Mia brightened and then asked, “So I could attend the dungeon academy if I wanted to?”

I nodded. “Sure. Why not?” She was beaming, but I would have to disillusion her of joining the delve team if she asked.

When the ship landed, we all walked to the warehouse. All of the second-floor windows and some of the third-floor windows were installed. My two massive windows in my apartment remained open to the elements.

I gathered my dungeon crew around me just outside the doors, “This building is our base of operations. When the restaurant opens, you will be able to take all your meals here for free. The apartments upstairs will be assigned to you. They should be ready in a week.”

They all looked in awe at the massive building. I noticed my thirty-some-odd staff were all inside and not doing much other than socializing.

I got my delvers attention. “I am sure Gareth told you that you have your first delve tonight in the Icy Vault dungeon. Go and see Gimble to prepare. I will be there to see you off tonight!”

Everyone except Mia left, with Gareth leading the pack with excitement. I went inside the restaurant and looked over my motley restaurant crew. Everyone was wearing mismatched clothes. “Ok, all servers, dishwashers, and the two bartenders, come over here!” 

I soon had nine women and eight young men standing before me. “Ok, the first thing we need is uniforms. You.” I pointed out the oldest woman. She looked to be in her mid-thirties. “You are to take everyone in this group to a reasonable tailor. I want everyone in the same black pants and black long-sleeved button-up tops. The buttons are to be made of shiny steel. You are to have everyone sized and get everyone five pairs of pants and five tops each.”

She nodded but looked like a deer caught in the headlights. I ran the math in my head, 170 pieces of clothing at a fair price of four silver per piece should be about seven gold. I handed her one large gold coin. “If you have enough left over, try and get everyone black socks and shoes as well.” I waved my hands for them to get moving, and they shuffled out.

I was left with six cooks and one baker. “Where is the eighth cook?”

Someone answered. “He left to go home and sleep off a hangover.”

“You can tell him he is fired,” I said without emotion. I thought it best not to show too much leniency with them this early. There was no shock among the others. I started writing out a long list of ingredients for this group to collect. I was going to spend my afternoon teaching them how I wanted them to prepare the menu.

Each burger and sandwich would be named after one of the murals Tatum was working on. The artist wasn’t here, but he had 16 of the panels up and completed, so he was getting close to finishing.

“Who wants the responsivity of handling the coin to purchase the ingredients?” I asked the group. One young man tentatively raised his hand.

“Good. You are now one of the two head cooks,” I said to his jaw becoming unhinged. Everyone else looked just as shocked. They knew his pay had just tripled. “He can only hold onto it as long as he is competent. I want cooks who can take charge. There is only one other head cook position left. I hope someone can show me they are capable.” The young man with the coin started giving orders, and I could tell I had made a good choice. He might lack experience in the kitchen, but he was a doer.

As the cooks raced into the city, Mia was the only person left. I looked at her and asked, “Are you going to go and look for new guards?”  Her eyes widened, she nodded, and raced out too.

I went into the kitchen and brought out my enchanting materials. I finished the walk-in freezer, a second large griddle, and one of the deep fryers. I wasn’t sure I got the temperature right on the deep fryer, so we would have to wait and see and make adjustments to the runes if needed.

The cooks and bakers came crashing back into the kitchen, weighed down with food. We started by heating the lard and trying the four types of potatoes in the fryer. A little salt, and the samples were well received by the kitchen staff.

My past life memories of taste were the strongest memories I had. I showed them my best imitation recipes for BBQ sauce, ketchup, thousand island, mustard, mayo and Thai sweet chili. I had the cooks make more fries and use the fries to try out the sauces. I think I had won them all over. I stepped back and let them practice while I took my baker aside and began working on rolls. He knew more than I did, and I explained what I wanted, and he worked on samples.

I wanted a white sesame seed bun. We had seeds that were similar to sesame seeds. Our seeds would be browned to give the bun a light nutty flavor. The next was a pretzel-style bun. He already knew the perfect recipe. The final was a soft, buttery brioche bun. The last was going to be used in the breakfast sandwiches, so it had to be perfect.

Although I was excited about starting things up, and the cooks were even more excited to be using artificed ovens, stoves, and fryers, my patience was wearing thin. I was constantly trying to assert the importance of maintaining a clean kitchen. One young man ran my patience too thin with his messy habits, and I gave him three large silvers as severance and fired him on the spot. Everyone else quickly got in line after that.

I left the group working on the fries, sauces, and bread. Tomorrow we will try the burgers. I let them know the freezer was active and charged all the aether crystals before leaving. The first ten feet of the walk-in should be just about freezing if I set the runes correctly. I guess I will find out tomorrow.

I moved over to the large storage room that was going to be a hangar and made a lot of copper pipe. I asked the Miaden guards to carry up a few crates of copper to the roof for me, and they looked at me like I had two heads. “We are guards, not laborers,” their leader said.

Yep, definitely needed new guards. At least the cooks were eager to help, and soon I was on the roof making my large 2,500-gallon water tank. The hot water tank would be adjacent but only hold 250 gallons. I needed to get water to the kitchens, and it was getting late in the day.

The copper tank was made under my privacy spell, and it took me two hours to get the runes correct. I had to keep the text references open next because I was unfamiliar with the nine interconnected runes that condensed water. The runes would turn off when the water level reached a certain point. I created the hot water tank, but didn’t work on those runes. It was time to meet my delve team for the first foray into a dungeon.

The shop where I purchased my scabbard was closed when I checked on my way to the Guild Hall. It was late, and many people in the city were out drinking. I took the opportunity to remove the alcohol poisoning from a few people I bumped into.

One person tried to find my purse, but all my coins were in my dimensional storage, so all he got was a purse with fifty steel coins, which was worth half a copper and useless to spend in the city. I could have stopped him, but I did not want to waste time.

I entered the hall and found my entire team anxious but ready to go. Surprisingly, Gareth looked the most nervous of the bunch. Gimble was calm and asked me. “So we can only take six in, who am I leading?”

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