Akallas walked over to one of the many shelves in his lab room and pulled out a notebook with a bit too many loose papers shoved inside it.
This was his enchantment request notebook. The loose leaf papers were requests in either letter or mail form that he had received. Usually, he had his apprentices come and place the request forms that they received for him into it. So that all he had to do was to pull out the book to find what to enchant instead of having to receive every single one of his requests personally.
It would also clutter up his mail.
Oh, he didn't mind taking a few personal requests once in a while when someone visited him, but exceptions were few and wide.
He opened the book and pulled out the first unattached request form.
"'Dear Lord von Aerok,'" Akallas read. "'It has come to my attention...' Another one of those bloody uptight nobles. What does he want... A gem to add to his sword... made out of diamond... Does this guy think diamonds drop out of the sky? Probably thinks so, if the gold lettering in here is anything to go by."
The letter went on and on about how the noble wanted the enchantment on the diamond to be able to detect poison in his food, detect ill-intent, and so on.
All in all, it was a stupid request from a person who had no idea how magic worked, just romances about it.
As far as detecting poisons went, that one was actually moderately difficult due to how diverse poisons came. In fact, even allergies can be counted as poison. He didn't keep a full list of poisons nor did he care about them, so making this required him to gather matierals.
Detecting ill-intent was an art that was hard to materialize. In fact, it was a project that enchanters and artificers like himself had tried very long time to make it reality. Due to the complexity of the matters involved, however, it was unlikely to happen. The detecting ill-intent, or the art of malusreparium, was a mental art, not a magic art. It takes a bit more than magic to transfer mental art into a physical alarm.
He raised a metaphorical eyebrow before pulling out a clean parchment. "Lord Savas, I have received your letter, sir, but it has come to my attention that some of the requirements you have asked for your diamond are impossible due to lack of advancements in certain fields. As such, I will have to refuse your request."
Short and simple. Akallas didn't like to drag it out.
With that letter written and signed, he tossed it to the Out box, and pulled out another request.
This was a much simpler request from a local knight. Akallas read through it. The knight was asking for enchantments to be applied to his breastplate so that when he has to fight against fire or ice affinity monsters, creatures, or elementals, he would not receive as much damage as he would without the enchantment.