“... And this is the heart of the city. Before you is the city core we were rewarded for the event during our scavenging session. Unlike other factions who began with a level two city core, ours began as a level three. Which means we are allowed three layers of walls around the city. In addition to the walls around the keep. Right now we only have two layers planned, and are planning on a third after all the system message bullshit settles for a few years.”

David then gestured to the open seats.

“ Now I shall inform you of a few details, not public knowledge after you take your oaths of office. First, put a hand on the table and a prompt asking you that you have read and understood the oaths presented to you and give you the chance to review them again if you wish. Brandon will slow time and talk to you about them if you so wish during this time. If you acknowledge you have for this prompt you will be given a second prompt asking you if you accept the oath and the position of office with it.”

The woman looked at David a little worried. He remembered she was the wife of one of the workers they hired and she worked as a politician’s aide.

“ This is not at all what I expected.”

David chuckled at that looking at Gark.

“ Yes, one from a less magic-inclined society, it must be hard to wrap your head around...”

He then turned to David.

“ That is the right saying right?”

David merely nods.

“ ... Well, magic is strange energy. As adaptable as it is valuable. From what I have been told, Brandom resembles something you would call a supercomputer.”

Her eyes went wide when she heard this as she looked at the core.

“ What else can it do?”

David raised his shoulders.

“ Can’t tell you till you got the oath.”

Neither of them missed the quiet tsk before she sighed and went to the table. The dwarf behind her only shook his head as he chuckled amused.

A few minutes later the two were sitting down floored by all the notifications. After a few more the woman raised her hand.

“ So why is the sewer system such a state secret then?”

The new dwarf councilor chuckled at that loudly before taking a swig of beer. Both David and Gark missed Silve seeing his replacement.

“ Lass, I would say ye have to be blind to not figure it out. But no head fer magic will do it.”

The other two smiled slightly as the woman became more annoyed.

“ No, my world did not have magic before all...” She spread her arms wide referencing everything around them. “... THIS!”

The dwarf chuckled some more.

“ I shall try to use simple terms then. They turned the sewer into a mass mana converter.”

She blinks not understanding and David chimed in.

“ Think power plant and power grid rolled in one. Think mana as a utility resource like water or electricity back before...” David held up two fingers on each and flexed them twice. “ This!”

That caused the dwarf to almost choke on his drink, causing the woman to look at him annoyed.

“ Look, getting pissy will not fix anything. I will say it again, think of magic as a utility. The sewers convert waste into mana. Most of that mana will be pushed outwards to feed the fields and woodlands outside the city, while the rest will be fed back to this mountain. Where it will start generating ore nodes and other underground resources. Now, do you have any other questions?”

The woman looked at him and conferred a moment before the dwarf spoke.

“ With the loss of my predecessor and his idiot council, we lost most of the plans for the keep and city underground...”

This caused the woman’s head to turn sharply to the dwarf.

“ What city underground?”

The dwarf looked at her like she was a mindless undead for a moment before sighing.

“ Where do you think most of me people are lass? There are more dwarves underground than there are all the other species combined.”

This caused her jaw to drop and Gark huffed amused at this.

“ Why do you think the dwarves have a permanent seat on this council? Even we lycan outnumber you, humans, two to one. Before... the purge...”

Gark’s voice turned sour with his last words and the woman pointed toward one of those waiting nearby.

“ And what about her and her people?”

Azanii stepped forward being referenced.

“ Currently there are twelve, excuse me... fifteen now my sister gave birth... Fifteen dragonkin in unity. We came to David's people during the scavenger hunt. In a year or two, I expect somewhere around thirty of us to be around. Including my own little ones.”

David gave her a smile before cutting off the new counselor’s question before it is asked.

“ The Silverwind clan are Unity's allies and trade partners on a different continent. Through system shenanigans, we have been buying food in bulk and reselling it to them in mass. We make next to nothing on the deal, but they get food for their ten thousand...”

“ Fifty now...”

David looked at his wife mildly surprised as she shrugged.

“ Right... Fifty thousand population then. We have sent the ‘Cattle Baron’ Buckhannon to the east to start a city to manage the hundreds of thousands of acres of grassland. We are hoping he will grow his herd of beef to a million heads by the end of the first decade or two.”

The counselor blinked at this.

“ Wait, WHAT?”

The dwarf bused out laughing, forgetting his toppled mug of beer as the other two shook their heads. They had so much work to do.