Harsh, but fair, in Darius' opinion. Spies who were discovered usually got far worse treatment, so simply getting turned into some sort of hidden troops, they should consider themselves lucky.
"Right, officially Safemoon Academy is split into two parts, the Mage Academy and the Battle Corps. The former is naturally far more prominent and our priority, training young mages into Masters that are versatile."
"The Battle Corps, though, is by no means any less efficient. It allows us to raise elite troops who have been sparked using specially chosen means by us and trained to the limit of their power."
"As for the Shadow Corps, I just stated, they are our assassin group mean to handle things in the dark, so Jorge and co can rest." Elijah explained thoughtfully to the three in the room who might not be as knowledgeable on the subject as him and Darius.
Darius hummed and pondered what to do. He had obviously noticed that there was a problem here, in the sense that these things would conflict with what he was making. His Elite Phoenix troops were far superior to the Battle Corps, but both were actually qualified for the job.
Darius eventually came to a decision on the spot.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"For now, continue as is. Your first official graduation will be 3 years from now anyway, and we can incorporate them at that time. For now, the troops I create will be used for the purposes of war, but they will be sent outward, after we are done with Fallon."
Darius tapped the table with a nod. "So the troops the Academy trains locally can remain as city guards or the equivalent of that. They will be the ones to handle the security of Safemoon and Fallon, while my troops will be the actual army, handling wars, conquest, and defense."
"Martin will inform me if any of them display a vast amount of talent, those I might promote to officers and the like."
The other four nodded as this was a sound plan. Keep those trained naturally home, as they were more used to social life and Safemoon's culture, while those produced on the assembly line could be treated as expendable.
"How's the faction going?" Darius asked Shanks.
"We've reached a point of stability. With me, Old Foldo, and Georgina in charge, the faction is stable. Those who have signed have mostly been dispatched around Fallon to do various missions for rewards." Shanks replied while rubbing his beard.
Darius nodded. "Keep it running as-is, but focus the missions less on espionage and information gathering and rather on assassination and sabotage. Martin should have updated you about it with your level of access, but we now have ways to monitor and stay connected around the entire planet."
Nicholas frowned. "Right, I do remember something about a 'satellite' being explained to me. I couldn't really wrap my head around it, though."
Darius rubbed his chin with a smile and elaborated. "Think of it as a hivemind. It is a central entity that allows all the smaller entities to connect to it and interact with each other."
The four of them gasped with shock, their eyes wide.
"Just like the hivemind of the Insects! Brilliant! Why didn't any of us think of this before?!" Elijah exclaimed as he banged the table.
Nicholas shook his head. "Even if any of us might have had such an idea, what would have been the use? How many powers beside Safemoon would have the means to execute it?"
Shanks agreed. "This is a mixture of brilliance and creativity, as well as enough capital to see it become real. With this tool, we shall now have eyes all over the world!"
Darius was amused internally. These fellows assumed him to have derived the idea of a satellite from the hivemind of the Insects, but then again, it would seem that way to them given how he explained it, as well as the fact that they were unaware of Earth or his affiliation to it.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter a bit more discussion, he eventually teleported out of the Principal's office, then roamed the academy casually. He checked out its various facilities for both the Battle Corps and the Mage Academy, especially that tower that was spoken about.
Darius discovered that it used transmuted level resources, which meant its quality and functionality were super effective. He couldn't use it because the arrays there could not simulate monsters at his level of power, but a cursory look was enough to tell him what he wanted to know.
Darius then left the academy altogether and then entered the bustling and ever-active outer sector, where all the businesses that made this city rich were held.
Walking along, Darius saw many shops which were overcrowded, waiting for new stock of his materials to come through. He did realize that he would have to dedicate some time to refreshing stock so that there would be no downtimes like this when he went back.
However, the people here were not unhappy. No one was a fool that couldn't understand what was going on.
They all understand that resources of this quality could not be produced like cabbage. What happened was that the creator of these materials likely worked over a long period of time and stockpiled them, releasing some during the auction and slowly rationing what he had over the past two years.
This was why the quantity was dropping, no it was likely that the original stockpile was running out, but many were holding hope that the stockpile would be refreshed in time. Some pessimists believed this to be it, the limit of what would ever be made.
As such, the price of goods had greatly increased, and even those who awaited a new batch had to grit their teeth and rush to buy, because ... what if this was really all that was left?
Darius saw this and smiled. He decided to create plenty more goods, but to keep this situation going. Right now, the entirety of Faust was experiencing a horrifying transfer of wealth from various powers to one city, reminding Darius of a period of history on Earth where a similar thing had occurred.
His eyes narrowed as he made a few plans in his heart before focusing on Miranda.
"My dear, show me those you have profiled to be the best candidates for the Material element."