Harbor & academy

"I'm getting bored.. all I've done this week is approve paperwork. The estate is already successful. Should I consider retiring now?"

" Sam and sofea they really hardworking .. maybe i should really being lazy .. but the problem im craving something new .

The world's landscape is interconnected by seas, but currently, ships are primarily for the nobility and mostly made of wood. The trade here of this world mosty between estate only .

I should consider building a harbor and ships to engage in diplomatic trade with other countries. The sea route is quite strategic, and ships will pass through here."

How does that sound reader?

" Shit-- im overproud myself.. "I need to understand the natural flow of things," maybe i should go to the sea .

As Kaito strolled towards the sea, the fresh air and strong winds made him feel at ease. He pondered where to design the harbor, noting that the tidal patterns were favorable, and the water levels were sufficient for ships to sail. However, he observed that the waves appeared quite strong. Perhaps adding a barrier could offer protection against the powerful waves, ensuring a safe and effective harbor design.

"I should start with designing and planning," Kaito mused, his mind already racing with possibilities. "After that, I might consider selling it to every country around the globe. Easy money."

With his exceptional skills, building anything seemed effortless. However, the first step was to secure the necessary supplies to construct the harbor.

"Maira, could you come here, please?" Kaito called out.

Maira entered, attentive and ready.

"Show this plan to Sam," Kaito instructed, handing over the detailed documents. "Let him know I need everything on this list by the end of the week. We'll set everything up by the beach."

Maira nodded, understanding the urgency and importance .

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"Next, I should visit the Magic and Sword Academy," he thought, wondering where it was located. Upon arriving at the academy, he was taken aback. "Wow, the school is really fancy," he marveled, noting the elegant architecture and bustling atmosphere.

He didn't realize that his special skills had helped make the school this amazing.

Guard: "Hello, young lord. What brings you to the gates?"

"I just want to visit the academy. Can I go in?"

"Yes, you may. Just head to the third floor, and you'll meet the headmaster."

"Okay, thank you."

As he walked away, he thought, "I feel something odd here. Is the headmaster also a woman? Nah—better if I don't meet them. I'll just explore on my own."

He quietly entered the magic class from the back, signaling the teacher to continue without interruption.

The teacher was instructing students on water magic. "Okay, class, today I'll teach you how to create water. First, we need to chant these words: 'Mother, Mother, Mother of Water, with the nature of your power, summon water.'" Water then appeared in the teacher's hand.

"Shit-- what am I even seeing?" he thought. "Magic is a gift from the gods, and they're just using chant to create the water .

Feeling out of place, he thought, "This is too awkward; I should leave now." But before he could slip away, the teacher noticed him.

Teacher: "Okay, class, at the back of the room is our young lord. Let's give him a round of applause!"

"Ugh, this teacher is really putting me on the spot," . "It's okay, class, I'm just visiting to see how you're doing. I need to leave now, thank you."

"Please, don't leave just yet, young lord," the teacher insisted. "We'd love for you to share some ideas. This impressive academy exists because of your efforts. Why not enlighten the students with your knowledge?"

Sighing, he agreed, "Alright," and Kaito went to the front to teach the basics.

"So, class, do you know what magic is?" he asked.

One of the kids eagerly replied, "It's a gift from the gods!"

"That's right," he responded, "and now, watch as I create water." He did so effortlessly, without a chant.

The class and the teacher were impressed by his demonstration.

"Now, let me share something important about magic," he continued. "The chant you use helps you create basic water, but remember, you can adapt and change the words. Focus closely, as I'll teach this just once."

He paused before imparting wisdom, "The gods didn't just give us magic. They gifted us the world, the air, humans, and all living things. Everything around us is a divine gift."

"Use everything the gods have given us, and create without wasting time on useless chants," he encouraged. "To make water, remember it consists of two molecules: hydrogen and oxygen. By combining them, they form a bent structure that becomes water. Just visualize the image I've shown on the board, and now, go ahead and do it."

The class, along with the teacher, followed his instructions, and to their amazement, it worked.

"Great job! Now, let's make it larger," he said. "Just imagine how big you want it to be, but please ensure you don't end up destroying the classroom. It's as simple as that, and this applies to any element but diffecent molecule except darkness and light, which are naturally gifted to certain people. Now, imagine splitting those two molecules, and the water will vanish without a trace. This is called advanced magic, a technique I've developed."

And that will be the end of my teaching .

The students and the teacher were too stunned to speak. They began to clap and bow, realizing they were witnessing the dawn of a new era in magic.

"Before you leave, my lord, the headmaster has summoned you. She knows you are here," a student informed.

"Okay," the young lord replied, contemplating. "It's her again. Maybe I'll just have a quick chat and leave the academy."

Upon arriving at the headmaster's room, he greeted her. "Hello, Headmaster. I'm here." He couldn't help but notice the beautiful elf before him.

"Come and have a seat," she said with a welcoming smile.

"It seems like the academy descended into chaos after your little session," she remarked.

"Oh, it's nothing. I was just teaching them some basic concepts."

"Why not visit me first if you're coming to the school?" she inquired, slightly teasing.

"Nah, I just wanted to look around. The students seemed a bit bored. Everything seems fine here, and after this, I plan to visit the sword class," he replied casually.

She approached him and kissed him gently. "You know I'm an elf, right? Our mother is Sylvian. You should consider yourself a candidate to be her husband, or perhaps I'll lock you in here," she said with a playful yet serious tone.

The young lord laughed and said, "Who wants to be her husband? Here's my middle finger for that!" He added, "Don't worry, she'll love getting a message from me."

Hahaha-- "Now I see why she's so into you. It makes me want you more. I like taking what others value."

"Shit-- what a netorare scene right here " Did you bring me here just for this? I should leave now. But thanks for being the headmaster for all my kids . I appreciate it."

Surprised by his honesty, the headmaster said, "Young lord, I can't hold back anymore. Should we have an interesting story here?"

Kaito gently declined, "I've got to go. See you later."

He leave the door . " Why the elf in this world follow the path of that bitch but they really good handle the whole matter maybe because she teaching them properly expect this yandere side " . Ahh-- i should just forget it .

Kaito looked out the window and saw students practicing with swords in an open space. "Looks like this is the sword class," he thought. "They focus more on practical learning."

As he watched, Kaito noticed, "Their sword skills are below average, and the teacher is teaching them wrong." Without hesitation, Kaito jumped out the window and approached the students.

"Okay, everybody, stop!" he called out. The students quickly bowed and welcomed the young lord.

"Take a seat," Kaito instructed. "I want to tell you something. Learning the sword is really hard without the right background. If you're not from a sword family, it's tough to master it. There are secrets to their styles that only their generations can understand and pass on."

"Without a mentor, you might not survive long in real combat," Kaito warned. "Let's focus on the theory first."

"Start with the basics: stances, grips, and strikes. Practice these consistently. Work on enhancing your strength, flexibility, and endurance through regular physical training. A swordmaster needs a fit body to execute techniques effectively and safely."

"Lastly, cultivate a disciplined mindset. Swordsmanship demands precision and concentration. These qualities are honed through regular meditation, focused practice, and a strong commitment to improvement."

"Dedicate yourself to this training for one year," Kaito instructed. "During that time, I'll write a book detailing my sword style and footwork. Stay committed and work hard. Understand?"

"Yes, sir!" the students responded enthusiastically.

"If you wish to become my knight, train properly and with dedication,"

"Now, I'll leave the rest to your teacher," Kaito said with a nod. "Have a nice day."

With that, Kaito left the academy, remarkably transforming the existing challenges in just one visit.