Magic Industrial Age

Seeing that it was nearing evening and the sky was about to turn dark, Loya didn't want to host another night banquet.

It was simply too noisy!

Therefore, he announced the end of the meeting very simply.

"Alright, that's all for today. Everyone, you can go back and properly digest what I've said and think about it.

If there's anything you don't understand, come and find me when you have time."

Saying this, Loya clapped his hands and prepared to leave.

However, just as he reached the side door, he heard a call: "Earl, Earl..."

Loya stopped and turned his head to look, seeing Alfonso Zek with a hesitant expression.

"What's wrong?"

"That, that, Earl, have you forgotten something?"

Loya tilted his head, thought for a long time, and came up empty. He asked, "What did I forget?"

Bill Dean took over the conversation, he said: "Earl, where do we buy these shares?"

Loya was stunned when he heard this: "Don't you want to consider it further?"

"Earl, you're willing to lead us to get rich, what else is there to say?"

"Oh, oh, if that's the case, then find Hoover, the butler. He will register you."

Loya emphasized: "Of course, I still say the same thing, everything is voluntary. I don't mean to force you in the slightest.

So, really, buy if you want, if you don't like it, then follow the original rules and exchange it for what you want!"

No one was listening to Loya's words anymore, because Hoover, the butler, was surrounded.

However, Loya wasn't angry, but rather very happy.

It seems that there aren't many fools in this world. The so-called stubborn people just don't have enough money!

...

In the following days, the council hall was always noisy.

As it concerned their own interests, these vassals and knights were no longer as indifferent as before.

Although some of them got hot-headed and exchanged for shares, after thinking about it back home, they ran back the next day to change them again.

After all, there are many industries, and there's a trick to which one makes money!

Some were much smarter, going to the industrial area for the first time to conduct on-the-spot investigations, using their own eyes to see, their ears to hear, to understand the magic-powered machinery.

Others found Sir Hick Cruz and asked him to give them some guidance.

Hick Cruz, the mechanical director, had never been treated with such courtesy as in these days, to the point where he was somewhat overwhelmed.

Loya wasn't afraid of them changing their minds. The fact that these people were willing to take the initiative to understand was a good start.

However, the final result was somewhat surprising to Loya.

Because the most popular industry was actually the magic-powered textile mill.

In Loya's assessment, the valuation of the two magic-powered textile mills was the lowest, but the most shares were bought.

One accounted for 31%, and the other accounted for 34%.

In addition, various mines were also sought after by the vassals. As long as they were mined, they could of course be considered a harvest.

Therefore, iron ore and wasteland stone mines became the most invested in by everyone.

However, the valuation of the mines was also extremely high. With everyone's military merits, it was only 5% and 8%.

As for the least favored, it was the steel mill. The valuation was high, it hadn't been built yet, and no one could see its specific function.

Naturally, no one was willing to invest!

However, in the end, there were only two shallow wars. Although there were many military merits, they weren't too many.

Many nobles suggested whether they could use real money to invest, but Loya rejected them all.

It wasn't that it wasn't possible, but it wasn't possible now. Military merits represented a unique qualification.

In addition, there was still a group of people outside, such as Vincent Ackerman and Alan Wells. They all had military merits, but they weren't in the city, so they could only wait for them to come back.

These didn't affect the overall situation. As far as the result was concerned, Loya had already taken the first step in changing the identities and classes of these people.

Of course, they weren't all of them.

Three days later, the situation of the shares was basically settled and finalized.

As for the children and illegitimate children of each family, it would take some time to gather in Brussels City.

And Loya invited the Iron Knight Phil and the Flame Sword Saint Otto over again.

Inside the study, in the sofa area.

Loya handed two parchment scrolls to the two of them respectively, and said, "Take a look first?"

The Iron Knight Phil and the Flame Sword Saint Otto looked at each other, then took them, opened them, and their expressions changed after just one glance.

Otto opened his mouth: "Raymond Magic Energy Group Company, 2% equity certificate, this, this, this..."

"Don't dislike it for being little. This isn't 2% of a certain industry or a certain factory, but 2% of the entire group company.

The annual income is definitely not a small amount, you can rest assured."

The Iron Knight Phil quickly said: "Lord, we don't dislike it for being little, we really don't dislike it for being little,

But, but I didn't expect that there would actually be a share for us?"

"Why wouldn't there be? Compared to those knights, you have fought many battles and helped me capture that magic warship, so naturally you should have it!

By the way, I've already sent Ms. Palacios' share to her."

The Iron Knight Phil was silent for a moment before saying: "Earl, this is to involve all the nobles of the Flower Territory in the promotion of magic-powered machinery. Is this really okay?"

"Whether it works or not, just watch me operate it. In at most a year, you will see the results."

"I'm looking forward to it."

Loya added: "However, there's still something I hope to get your help with."

"What is it?"

"Teacher Oliveira is about to break through to the fourth rank. It is said that he has a deep foundation, so it should be enough, but he also damaged his origin in the last battle.

I will find a way for magic potions. In addition, I want the two of you to share your experience in breaking through, so that there is one more chance, which is also good."

Otto couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Lord, the fourth rank is different from before. To be honest, our experience may not be useful."

After a slight pause, he added: "However, we will do our best."

"Me too."

Loya bowed slightly and said: "Thank you both."

...

Brussels City,

Sun Temple.

That night, the moon was covered by dark clouds, and the light was dim.

But no one thought that Loya would quietly arrive on such a night.

A church in an earldom is naturally not luxurious, and even a bit simple. When coupled with the Red Dragon Virgil, the regional bishop, even his usual actions are a bit maverick.

However, when Loya arrived, the Red Dragon Virgil was already waiting.

He stood at the door, his old body slightly hunched, but his eyes were unusually bright.

He stared at Loya and couldn't help but say: "I thought you should have come long ago, but you dragged it on for so long?"

"Wasn't I too busy!"

Loya had no sense of unfamiliarity at all, and grabbed Virgil to complain: "You don't know, there are too many things!

"The Flower Territory's original things, the magic-powered machinery, those vassals, and the things outside, I'm so busy every day that I don't have time to sleep!

"Many times, I'm thinking? Is it worth it? Is it worth it?

At worst, I don't care about these broken things, and find a place to be a rich man. That life is really too beautiful!"

The Red Dragon Virgil curled his lips and said: "Then you go? If you really leave, I will admire you for being able to take it and let it go!"

Loya collapsed: "It's because I really can't let it go! I've come this far, with so many people relying on me, I can't stop."

"If you can't stop, then don't complain."

"Wasn't I just trying to talk to you? You don't even want to listen?"

"Bullshit! You're being unusually courteous, either a traitor or a thief, there must be no good things!"

"How could it be?! I came to fulfill my previous promise."

Saying this, Loya had already handed over a parchment scroll: "Would you like to open it and take a look?"

While speaking, the two had already walked to the depths of the Sun Temple, and under Virgil's guidance, entered a seemingly ordinary room.

Why do I say seemingly ordinary?

Because, from the outside, it is really ordinary, but entering it is really golden and blinding.

The ground is paved with gold bricks, the walls are built with gold bricks, and the beds, tables, and chairs are also made of gold.

Even the bedding is sewn with gold thread.

Even Loya's expression was a bit stiff at this moment: "The Golden House, is it really real?"

Virgil looked disdainful: "I've lived for so many years anyway, I built myself a comfortable place to sleep, what's wrong, can't I?"

Loya quickly said: "Okay! Of course, it's okay!"

Saying this, Loya handed the parchment scroll in his hand forward again: "This is for you!"

This time, the Red Dragon Virgil took the scroll, he opened it casually, glanced at it, and a few smiles appeared on his face.

But the next second, he restrained himself and said with a stiff expression: "Five percent of the Magic Energy Group's shares, am I only worth so little?"

Loya immediately said: "You can't say that. According to my estimation, the Raymond Magic Energy Group is at least a ten million Gold Teal starting industry.

Five percent is fifty thousand Gold Teal. You can build another one of these golden houses.

Is it little? Is it really little?"

The Red Dragon Virgil did not delve into this issue, but said: "It seems that you are running the entire Flower Territory as a company. Is that really okay?"

"No, no, no, you are only half right. The profitable businesses are all included.

However, the basic responsibilities of the government are still running according to the original system.

In fact, the original system is so simple that there is nothing to say."

"But if you arouse people's pursuit of profit, aren't you afraid that others will pursue profit and lose their noble glory and loyalty?"

"Frankly speaking, if I only treat them as employees, if they have a good place to go, I will let them go."

"You seem to have your own set of logic. The night is long, so talk to me about it."

"So, you accepted these shares?"

"I accepted them, but don't expect me to pay to buy them. Don't even think about my golden house!"

"Look at what you said, is gold what I care about? What I care about has always been what gold can't buy."

"What do you want?"

"Of course, it's the Isis Wine Spring. Bishop, how about giving me some more?"