They had the entire Sanctuary database with Sanctum ID cards, but by using the core embedded runic tools, they could put it to advanced use. The new version of liquid mana they made had a spell that controlled who had access to it. People without sanctum cards or those on the block list could not use any sanctuary technology. This greatly improved the security of runic tools.

Sam and Damian were the only ones who could override the system.

Using cores, Damian had managed to clone the signal tower and its channels. Now they have over a hundred voice and video channels. Video recording devices were made and sold publicly. But every video recorded by each device automatically created a copy in the Sanctum database, and they could remove the harmful videos if necessary from their side.

All recorded videos, images, audio, or text were stored in the Sanctum databank and could be deleted by them. The receivers they sold were directly connected to the database, so even if people could create their own videos, anything harmful could be actively filtered out.

The videos that aired on live channels and were visible on personal receivers were always checked ones. And all hundreds of these channels, 60% of which were privately owned, were controlled greatly by the Sanctum, so it wouldn't be misused. Again, if someone was on the block list or was without a sanctum ID, they could not create, access, or operate any video-making, channel receiving, or any other type of Sanctuary runic tools.

Manually checking all the thousands of videos and images would have been a headache, but fortunately, they didn't have to. After Damian ascended and became Void King, his golem-making skills had upgraded massively as well. They weren't like Jacob, who was head of the Sanctum runic tool-crafting department, but they were much more useful than simple golems.

Damian used Unfathomable monster golem cores with his metal golem outer frame and glowing purple spells with some weird potions, dungeon cores, and whatnot to create a semi-sentient android golem. Unlike normal golems, these didn't need to be controlled by the user's mana threads. They could move on their own and follow commands. They didn't have free will like Jacob, and did not talk much despite having the same spells on their bodies as Jacob.

A few of these androids kept an eye on the video, audio, and image database all day. They removed all problematic videos and stored them on a separate private database. They had a lot of footage of Empire and Faerunians, even Eldorians, trying to spy on Sanctuary using their own tech. This was one of the main reasons for using this safety net; another was protecting children from nudity.

Sam wasn't an inventor. He wasn't all intelligent and that either. The way he saw it, his duty as a keeper was to protect the people and give them a chance to reach their own full potential. He himself couldn't do much other than fighting but he knew people. Damian, Lucian, Sariel, Amy, Kamisen, Evante, etc.

All the people he knew he could use to make the sanctuary better, he had gone personally to recruit them, and if he couldn't, invited them officially. Together with the Sanctum heads, they kept thinking about ways to improve the lives of Sanctuary people and how they could use all the runic tools they had available, and Damian could make runic moulds of.

"So cute! The cyan hair color is not fading, hm?" Olivia Gldflame asked while playing with Kaelen's chubby cheeks, who was in Sam's hands.

His son had run towards him the second Grace let him be free. Unlike Rhydan, his youngest for some reason had cyan hair from birth. They thought Kaelen was abnormal, like Damian's firstborn Orian, but that was't the case.

They didn't tell anyone and kept it a secret between just their two families. Orian was able to use some version of a wormhole and light structure since birth. They told everyone he was an esper, but in truth, Orian still had to ascend for the first time like all other kids in junior academy.

Kaelen, with his cyan hair, seems similar to him, but he had yet to show any abilities, if he had any. Sam and Grace didn't care much for either case; they loved their kids equally, no matter who was what, like Damian and Vidalia, who never made a fuss about the difference in their two children.

Till Orian was five years old, Damian and Vidalia hid his abilities from others, and only after they let it out in the open with an excuse of 'He accidentally ascended on his own and became an Esper.'

"Don't you have things to do?" Maelor asked Sam. "You will be late."

"Like you are the one to talk.." Lucian jabbed at him from the side. "You are the Mayor. You are supposed to arrive before everyone."

Maelor looked at Lucian as if he was offended by her mere presence, but when she glared at him, he looked away like a child afraid of his mother's scolding.

Sam chuckled. Maelor had come a long way since his brother died. Their interference in the war broke any hope of negotiation with the Empire, but Sam never for a second regretted his decision. Friends were worth it.

Seeing the room full of people smiling and chatting made him feel he had truly achieved something as a keeper. Maybe it wasn't up to what Damian had done with his inventions or what the example of leadership Einar showed when times were uncertain, but it was something.

Suddenly, all third rankers in the room went dead silent. Others did not miss the change. Sam's eyes widened as well, sensing multiple mana signatures that were growing stronger and more unstable with every second passing.

It was coming from the Sanctum basement. Some of them were familiar mana signatures, if slightly changed.

'Runefather, Worldscribe, that metal golem... they are awake!'