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Chapter 99 We'll Figure It Out By Overworking The Apprentices

"Metallurgy school!" he called out. "Master of Metallurgy, your task is to create copper pipes and work with the Volcanology and Cryomancy schools to install plumbing for groundwater flow."

The Metallurgy master, known for his adventurous spirit, lit up with excitement.

"The pipes must ultimately connect the excavated wells to the castle's central well and every well in the village," Michael explained.

The master furrowed his brow in thought before asking,

"Won't this interfere with the moat's water supply?"

"We're not planning to raise fish in the moat, so it doesn't matter," Michael replied curtly, keeping further details to himself.

This task was part of Michael's broader strategy. He envisioned using the groundwater system to establish defensive measures, set magical traps, boil the moat to repel invaders, create large-scale greenhouses for exotic crops, or refine minerals. He also planned to convert geothermal energy into mana using a magical converter he had instructed Leonardo to design.

The three schools' masters exchanged uncertain glances before nodding reluctantly. Their shared thought: We'll figure it out by overworking the apprentices.

Michael's voice rang out again.

"Aeromancy and Biomancy schools!"

The masters of both schools immediately focused their attention.

"The Aeromancy school will work with Marcus," Michael began.

At the mention of Marcus, all eyes turned to him.

"When Marcus breathes fire, you'll manipulate the wind to burn and gather all the weeds and fallen leaves in the village. Precision is key to prevent wildfires."

The Aeromancy master, gripping his staff, trembled with excitement. Michael briefly worried that the man might have a heart attack from sheer enthusiasm.

"Additionally," Michael continued, "Marcus's accumulated waste will be delivered shortly. Combine it with the weeds and ashes to create fertilizer with the Biomancy school."

The Biomancy master's eyes widened, his excitement barely contained. He seemed on the verge of dancing with joy until Michael raised a hand to calm him.

"The Biomancy school will inject nutrients into the fermented mixture and add elements essential for plant growth. Using organic magic, this should be entirely feasible. Am I correct?"

"Of course! This is a tremendous honor!" the Biomancy master exclaimed passionately, his eyes gleaming.

"Until now, we've only sold fertilizer made from animal or monster droppings. Dragon manure is groundbreaking! It'll be immune to any pests or diseases!"

Watching the Biomancy master's exuberance, Michael smiled. Just as expected.

"Good," Michael said. "Coordinate with the Aeromancy school to determine the optimal fermentation and drying speeds. Adjust the temperature using wind manipulation."

After giving the Biomancy and Aeromancy schools a moment to calm down, Michael added,

"Also, research how to maximize efficiency. Dragon waste is limited, after all."

Everyone nodded, especially the Biomancy master, who seemed moved to tears at the mere thought of working with dragon waste. To him, this was a revolution in the field of fertilizer production.

"Of course! We can't afford to waste such a precious resource!" Your adventure continues at My Virtual Library Empire

Other masters glanced enviously at the Aeromancy and Biomancy schools. Working alongside a dragon was an unparalleled opportunity, and their murmured complaints betrayed their jealousy.

Meanwhile, Miaomiao, perched on Michael's shoulder, facepalmed and stared at Marcus. Despite the public discussion of his droppings, Marcus seemed blissfully indifferent.

Well… at least he doesn't care about "dragon rights" issues, Miaomiao thought with a sigh.

Michael ignored Miaomiao's sigh and moved on to the final assignments.

"Lastly… Aeromancy and Beast mastery schools!"

The masters' attention snapped back to him.

"Beastmasters will collaborate with the knights to transport materials and supplies using the beasts they've brought. I trust no one understands the unique traits and capabilities of these beasts better than your school."

Given the variety of creatures and their individual strengths, this collaboration was essential for efficiency.

"I've already coordinated with the knights, so work with them to find the best methods for each beast," Michael concluded, studying the masters' reactions.

As expected, they didn't look thrilled about working alongside knights. Anticipating this, Michael offered an enticing incentive.

"If this task is completed successfully, you'll be granted the honor of participating in dragon ichor-assisted breeding projects."

At this, the Beastmastery masters' faces lit up. Observing and assisting with dragon ichor breeding was a lifelong dream for many in their field.

Michael allowed himself a small, satisfied smile. He had also promised the knights that the Beastmasters would assist with breeding if they loaned out their beasts. As long as both parties benefited, all was well.

The Beastmastery masters, now brimming with enthusiasm, began envisioning their breeding plans.

Michael turned his attention to the Aeromancy masters.

"Aeromancy school, your task is to assist with material transportation using flight and gravity magic."

Given their expertise, they were perfect for the job.

"Move the materials to the right places as quickly as possible. Marcus will occasionally assist with transportation as well, so I expect your cooperation."

Though initially disgruntled at being reduced to "haulers," the Aeromancy masters' expressions brightened at the prospect of collaborating with Marcus. Michael's carefully crafted words had minimized their resistance.

With all tasks assigned, Michael finally allowed himself a moment of rest. He entered an empty house and sank into a chair, his body weary from the day's efforts.

Arnan followed him quietly inside.

"I'll get to see all these plans come to life," Arnan said, bowing deeply. His voice was filled with genuine respect. "Thank you, my lord."

Michael looked at him with gratitude.

"I should be thanking you. None of this would've been possible without the details you provided. My ideas were nothing more than rough sketches."

Arnan shook his head modestly, his eyes shining.

"Not at all. You've come up with things I never would have imagined. I'm thrilled to have finally found a true master to serve."

Michael's lips twitched. Do demons naturally develop a talent for flattery? Regardless, as long as Arnan remained loyal, it was all that mattered.

Outside, the masters were loudly discussing how to carry out their tasks. Their voices faded into the background as Michael mused to himself.

Which corpse should I dig up tonight?