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"Hello clone," I said to the twelfth clone as I opened my eyes.

"Hello, Micheal," it replied.

Hearing that, a smile couldn't help but appear on my face.

"Go," I ordered. Immediately, all twelve of them moved toward their positions. Seven will remain in the library like before, while five will be out of it.

Now, that I have twelve clones; I could use each one for my professions, including culinary.

I do not consider it lesser than others. I am now dedicating a clone to it.

The fifth clone will be responsible for the other tasks.

I wanted to have as many as clones possible working on the inheritance, but other things are important too. Especially now, when I am reaching the cusp of Grade VI.

I have reached the cusp of Grade VI in artifice, but I had help thanks to the impartment.

The others are slightly behind. The individual clones will put a lot into taking the profession forward, along with me joining.