"You miser, you're really stuck on money!"

Gess laughed heartily, but didn't mind; he simply stared intently at both sides of the street, as if looking at mounds of gold.

"If you say so! I'm doing this for our family! George will go to the Academic State for further study, to learn powerful magic like the respected Mr. Colin... For his future, I have to prepare in advance!"

He missed out on the stock issuance of Colin Mining, not getting a share of the juicy profit, but fortunately, Saint Sis favored him, letting him catch up with Duke Edward's new policy.

He might not know how to run a factory, but buying a house requires no technical skill, just money!

This time, he can't miss the chance to get rich again!

...

The real estate market in Thunder City showed signs of heating up, and all this seemed to be credited to the esteemed Edward, Your Majesty, causing the Royal Family's prestige to soar.

If the stocks of Colin Mining Company only "benefited" a few people, then this round of housing price increases has even allowed those living in the outskirts to reap some benefits.

The citizens of Thunder City have never adored their Majesty this much, and even those merchants who complained about the Royal Family's tax hikes at the start of last year have largely changed their views.

However, some insightful people could see that Edward's new policy was at best a spark for people's enthusiasm for buying houses, but what truly pushed up Thunder City's housing prices were the funds flowing in through Thunder City's port.

Initially attracted here by the diamonds in Mr. Colin's hands, followed by Colin Mining Company's stock, and then the colonies of the Aus Continent and the legendary tales of endless wealth...

Starting from that charitable banquet, this series of events intricately set up an elaborate scheme.

This scheme not only accomplished Mr. Colin himself but also created a batch of wealthy individuals, including Andor and Baron Gess.

Driven by the phenomenon of profitable ventures, countless people willingly walked into it, voluntarily becoming pieces on the stage.

Even though the lead dancer had exited, these adept pieces continued to follow the rules, pushing the stage drama to higher and higher climactic points with increasingly intense accompaniment.

And it was just the beginning...

...

While Baron Gess wielded tens of thousands of gold coins entering a blue ocean real estate market, faraway Silver Pine Town was peaceful and serene.

Since Princess Erin visited, spring seemed to follow closely behind the beautiful lady's footsteps.

Adventurers began stepping into the Maze to explore the treasures of the Underworld, while the town's farmers also shouldered their hoes, heading to the fields.

The previously frozen stream resumed its flow, with the air in the fields not only filled with the dampness after winter but also a hint of fresh grass fragrance.

Old Abel stood at the field's edge, awkwardly rubbing his frostbitten fingers, looking at the melting snow in the field, filled with anticipation.

Based on his experience, a big snowfall often presaged a bountiful year.

Perhaps this year, he could make more pickled cucumbers to sell in the city and exchange for more copper coins from the townsfolk, relieving him from having to scrounge drinks at the tavern.

Of course, all this rested on the condition that he must do his primary job well.

That is to take care of the Lord's fields.

The respected Lord Gess's tolerance for their garden plots sneaked into the cracks is all underpinned by the yield of Silver Pine Town's wheat.

However, speaking of which, he recently heard adventurers in the tavern saying that the benevolent Edward, Your Majesty, issued a new decree, using royal power as a guarantee, allowing lords to sell the land usage rights in their hands, with such rights not to be infringed by the lords.

Once he saved enough, perhaps he could buy this piece of land under his feet permanently.

By then, whatever he wanted to plant would entirely be his decision. If he pleased, he could plant all cucumbers and then make them into pickles.

The thought of such a wealth made him smile from ear to ear.

Perhaps he could even save enough money to buy a house in Thunder City's suburbs for his eldest son and send his youngest son to a church school there.

Old Abel's neighbors gathered in twos and threes, expectantly looking toward the town entrance, chatting away while waiting for the lord's servants to deliver spring planting seeds.

They always arrived around this time each year; the lord's servants should be arriving too.

However, what none of them expected was that instead of the awaited seeds, a flock of sheep arrived.

The sound of hooves clattered from the main road, and a rider in light armor rode a horse and arrived in front of the crowd.

Looking at the faces of the tenant farmers filled with bewilderment, the soldier, with a haughty look, voiced sharply and mercilessly.

"Listen up! The esteemed Victor Gess, Baron, has decided to expand Silver Pine Town's pastures! This land needs to be replanned for sheep rearing! From now until next month, you must move out! As compensation to you, you can take anything you want from this land, whether it's farm tools or iron pots, all that junk is yours!"

The expectant tenant farmers were in an uproar, as their faces filled with anticipation instantly turned into bewilderment and, upon realization, despair.

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