Volume 2 Chapter 66: What Are You nning With The Ovens?
<span style="text-decoration:underline"><span style="font-weight:400">Volume 2 Chapter 66: What Are You nning With The Ovens?
<span style="font-weight:400">Cadmus nodded, "Mmhmm. You thought of something super interesting. I had to teleport here as quickly as possible."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Teleport? Is that possible?" Keith remembered the book. Teleporting long distances would take a lot of mana.
<span style="font-weight:400">And from the academy to here. That would take an absurd amount of mana to aplish.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I''m an ancient dragon. This is simple for me." Cadmus puffed his chest with pride as he said this.
<span style="font-weight:400">...Oh, yeah. This man may act foolish, but he was still a legendary ancient dragon. This man could blow up everything if he wanted to.
<span style="font-weight:400">The two entered the office to see that Michael and Orin arrived as well.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Wait a minute, Orin, why are you here?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"That was what I said to!" Michael red at Orin. If he wasing here as well, he should have helped them!
<span style="font-weight:400">"Because the Marquis called me a few minutes ago. How am I supposed to know." Orin shrugged his shoulders. But that didn''t stop Keith and Michael from ring at him.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Principal, this is what Keith made." Ignoring what was happening from the side, William handed the twirled wires to him. And Cadmus didn''t hesitate to inject mana into it.
<span style="font-weight:400">Augh soon came after, "Haha. Kid, you''ve made some ground-breaking work here."
<span style="font-weight:400">"I don''t think it''s anything special." Keith scratched his head. It was only twirling wires together.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I can''t believe such a ground-breaking idea coulde from a simple move." Even Cadmus was surprised. Cadmust turned to William,
<span style="font-weight:400">"But you guys understand the problem, right?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Indeed. That''s why I called you here."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Hmm?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Kid, you should be more careful at what you make. Making something at such a young age would make you a target."
<span style="font-weight:400">"...Ah."
<span style="font-weight:400">"So you get it. This is really important. People would attack you because of this." Cadmus shook his head. There were people who were crazy enough to try to do this.
<span style="font-weight:400">"That''s why I am here," Cadmus puffed again,
<span style="font-weight:400">"You guys need to submit this idea. Also, when this bes public, I will be backing you."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Really? It''s that easy?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Please. If someone had the guts to attack you guys. That means the person is either insane or stupid." Cadmusughed.
<span style="font-weight:400">"But you should use your family name instead of Keith''s name. That will keep the attention off of him."
<span style="font-weight:400">"We know," That was what they were nning to do.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Anyways, Kid. There''s something I want to ask you." Now that they had gotten the serious problems out of the way, it was time for the others.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Hmm?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"What are you nning to do with those ovens? You didn''t make them only for baking bread, right?" Cadmus stared at Keith.
<span style="font-weight:400">Keith quickly looked away, "I don''t know what you''re talking about, Grandpa Cadmus."
<span style="font-weight:400">Everyone in the room stared at Keith.
<span style="font-weight:400">This was news to them.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Keith, what are you nning?" William questioned. Everyone continued to stare at him.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Fine. Can we call Gus here as well? I need his help on this." William nodded. It didn''t take long for Gus to enter the room.
<span style="font-weight:400">"What are you nning, Kid?" Cadmus had a smirk as he asked again.
<span style="font-weight:400">"This was a long-term project I was nning. But I was thinking about setting up a bakery." Keith answered.
<span style="font-weight:400">"A bakery?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"What''s that?" Cadmus was curious about this word.
<span style="font-weight:400">Keith exined, "A bakery is a shop that sells a variety of bread and baked goods for everyone to eat."
<span style="font-weight:400">"You mean normal people can eat the bread as well?" Orin questioned.
<span style="font-weight:400">Keith nodded,
<span style="font-weight:400">"Mmhmm. I was thinking of setting one up in the town." He remembered the smiles the noblewomen had. And he found it pleasing.
<span style="font-weight:400">To bring smiles with his food. That was his goal. But,
<span style="font-weight:400">"It''s a long-term n." Keith shrugged.
<span style="font-weight:400">"...How much do you need?" William questioned.
<span style="font-weight:400">"To have the bakery functional, I would need a farm, a location in town to sell it, and employees. There''s also the equipment as well." Keith was thorough with his ideas.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Will two mithril coins work?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Eh?" Two mithril coins?! Ten tinum coins made up one mithril.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Three then?" William added an extra one to it.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Three is more than enough, Father!" Keith waved his hand when he said this. That was 30 thousand dors. That was an insane amount!
<span style="font-weight:400">"Where would you like the bakery to be located?" William questioned.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I don''t know. I need to find a ce where there are many people." Keith wanted the bakery to be in a popr area. That meant more traction. However, it should be around the other restaurants. It wouldn''t make sense if the bakery was on a street people lived on.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I got the perfect ce where you can set it up," Michael stated.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Where?"
<span style="font-weight:400">Michael turned to Orin, "Orin, do you remember that store that shut down a week ago?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Oh, that would be the perfect spot." Orin realized what Michael was talking about.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I want to check it outter. Gus, do you have anyone willing to work in the bakery?" Keith questioned.
<span style="font-weight:400">He needed to find skilled workers. Preferably people who used to be cooks.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I know of a few people who will be willing to work," Gus answered with a bright expression.
<span style="font-weight:400">Keith turned his head to Fira, "Fira, would the spirits help me with the farm?" For all of this to work, he needed the help of the forest spirit. Everything won''t work without them,
<span style="font-weight:400">"Grandpa will definitely say yes. But I don''t think the others would like to talk with many people." Fira stated. Tidal and the rest loved Keith. But strangers? That was a whole different matter. They didn''t want their vige to be known.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Would they talk to a small number of people? Like five?" Keith questioned.
<span style="font-weight:400">"That''s alright. As long as these people don''t bother our vige." Fira nodded.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Alright,"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Kid, leave the people to me," Michael stated,
<span style="font-weight:400">"I will pick the most loyal knights to do this. They can protect the farm and won''t bother the spirits as well. They won''t reveal anything about the vige."
<span style="font-weight:400">"That''s great!" Keith pped his hands together. With that, everything was in motion.
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