After more than a year of not seeing each other, Arthur's figure became more and more rounded, holding up his wide long brown dress with a cracking feeling, and wearing a soft hat of the same color on his head, showing a familiar and unrestrained posture with Lucian.
In the Kingdom of Holm, whether the weather is hot or cold, gentlemen must wear formal clothes when they go out, or suits, or double-row long dresses, or hunting clothes.
In this regard, Lucian secretly scolded that the coats of his and other magicians were all magic robes, which could automatically adjust the temperature and humidity, and it didn't matter what they wore, and these guys who didn't even have the official knight level If they went to the southern Gusta Empire, the Kingdom of Briana, etc., wouldn't they have to faint in the summer?
"Welcome back, Evans." Arthur's fat face was filled with a kind and enthusiastic smile.
After the cooperation of "Mineral and Harvest Company", the relationship between the two has become much closer.
Lucian took off the black top hat on his head and was about to hand it to Leo, while smiling: "Arthur, I didn't expect you to be the first to visit me, I didn't inform other friends before you knew."
"Evans, no need to take your hat, His Highness the Prince invites you to a private party, and we talk as we walk. Hey, in the past year or so, the promotion of several different models of Jin Kunla has been very smooth, and the income and profits are very high!" At the mention of this, Arthur couldn't help but rub his palms, showing his inner excitement.
Lucian stopped moving and said suspiciously: "What is His Highness the Prince's private party for?"
"It's a noble gathering organized by His Highness the Prince, and the nobles in it have the most open-minded attitude towards magicians, especially after seeing the success of Jin Kunla and the predictable subsequent rich profits, they all want to cooperate with the magicians in a similar way, so His Highness the Prince wants to invite Evans to participate and get to know them, and they are also very curious about you." Arthur explained a few words.
Then, he seemed to feel that the relationship between the two was close due to the binding of interests, so he treated Lucian as a magician who focused on research and did not understand human relations to analyze the benefits for him in detail, "Evans, this is an excellent opportunity for you to expand your network. Many of them are great nobles, and in Rentat, they have been operating for a long time in various counties and have a lot of resources. Although you are a magician and have a bright future, there is no need to waste your time solving many things.
"And these enlightened nobles, in addition to their own strong knightly strength, are more or less connected to some high-level magicians, which will bring you great help."
"Thank you so much for your kindness, let's set off now." Lucian smiled and agreed.
In fact, after he came back, he became a disciple of the storm lord at once, and there was no need to go through the nobles at all to interact with high-level magicians, but Prince Patrick was Natasha's uncle, and he helped him a lot in the things before and after the "Minerals and Harvest Company", and even took out his share income from the Holm Mining Federation as a reward for promoting environmental protection.
Moreover, getting to know the great nobles is indeed conducive to their activities in the Holm Kingdom, and the civilian promotion of some alchemy products in the future will have to rely on them, so I don't have so much time and energy to focus on similar things.
Besides, the era of "win-win" kidnapping of great nobles and accustoming the people to "magicization" is a matter of effectively stabilizing the foundation of the Magic Council and slowly weakening the church.
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Ugh~ The whistle sounded long, the sound of the clattering iron wheels colliding with the tracks became faster and faster, and the magic steam train moved forward with a rolling forward and unstoppable momentum.
"Even though I have ridden it many times, I can't help but be shocked from the bottom of my heart every time I see the magic steam train moving, it has shortened the distance between the two cities a lot, bringing incredible convenience, especially the cargo type magic steam train near the mine has reduced our previous transportation costs to an unimaginable level. Evans, why doesn't the Magic Council work with us to build the lines for the Magic Steam Train? Several years have passed, and there are still less than ten lines!" Arthur Doyle looked at Lucian, quite heartbroken.
Lucian laughed and said: "Of course, such an important 'resource' must be in its own hands, and the royal family should think so." To lay a line in the Kingdom of Holm, it was impossible to bypass the king, so the royal family shared a lot of profits in it, significantly increasing its own financial resources.
"Resources? Correct! From another perspective, lines and trains are indeed resources." Arthur snapped his lips, "It's a pity that His Majesty the King personally presided over this matter, otherwise there would be hope for the Mining Federation......" seemed to complain a little to the king.
However, he quickly restrained his expression and took out a kraft paper envelope and handed it to Lucian: "Evans, due to the initial construction cost for more than a year, there were problems such as not being promoted, and there was no annuity. This is your dividend, hehe, you are a magician, so your annuity from the shares is paid monthly."
Lucian took the envelope, opened it, and saw a small bright red notebook that was neither thick nor thin, with double marks of magic and magic on it.
"Thirteen thousand Kintal."
Considering that it has not been long since it was promoted, the average monthly dividend of more than 1,000 Kintales is considered a very huge profit, if it is supported so strongly in the four countries, Lucian's expected monthly income of 10,000 Kintale will no longer be a dream, at that time he is in the high-level magician stage, daily experiments and potion expenses will be completely fine, at most he wants to buy good equipment, conduct some high-cost experiments, and use some excellent potions, save up for a period of time in advance.
It can be seen that high-level magicians are definitely piled up with money, not rich earls, and they cannot afford to support a high-level magician.
"Knowledge is wealth." Lucian sighed sincerely.
Arthur said confidently: "When it is thoroughly promoted and stabilized, I am confident that you will get five or six thousand gold in dividends a month, Evans."
Saying that, he suddenly sighed: "It's a pity that such huge profits make many high-level magicians covetous, and high-level magicians in the other three countries have developed new alchemy substances and cooperated with nobles to establish companies, otherwise the income will double."
This situation occurred Lucian expected, money, a lot of money, a lot of money is enough to drive people to burst into powerful power, and sooner or later there will be high-level magicians bypassing their own alchemy schemes to synthesize a new type of "fertilizer", which is one of the driving forces for human progress.
Seeing Arthur looking at him with a slight hope, Lucian smiled and comforted: "We started earlier than them, which is the biggest advantage." Since they can pass the review of the Magic Council, the alchemy plans of these high-level magicians definitely have no place to find fault.
Development cannot be stopped, and it can promote the expansion of the industry and allow more farmers to get a good harvest, which can be regarded as a good thing.
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Rentat, the hexagram platform.
The coachman of the royal family of Holm, Pockbifo, was very excited to pace back and forth on the platform, looking at the surrounding buildings with smooth and sharp lines, which were very different from the architectural style of the whole Rentat, with a mysterious cold flavor.
With the increase in the number of magic steam train lines, more and more platforms were built, coupled with the existence of alchemy workshops in the suburbs and other places, the Magic Council began to slowly weaken the fog that shrouded the platform, trying to give more people enough access to alchemy products and magic, and eliminate the fear in their hearts.
Due to the entanglement of interests, the nobles took a discouraged and neither opposed nor opposed attitude towards this matter, and the isolated church had to watch it happen.
Unlike most ordinary people who are a little afraid of magicians, when he heard the legend of magicians since he was a child, he did not envy those heroes and priests, but wanted to become a magical, powerful and terrifying magician. Unfortunately, until middle age, he did not develop magical talents and could only continue his career as a coachman.
In the more than ten years of the royal family, he has more or less come into contact with some magicians, but none of them made him so excited.
「…… The bumper harvest of oats in the field simply stunned me, it was golden everywhere...... This is the first time that there is so much left after paying the lord's tax...... That kind of gold is a bit expensive, but it's worth it, the children at home finally don't have to go hungry often! You don't have to take your own salary subsidy!"
This was what his mother said to Polk when she came from the village outside the city, and the excitement and happiness impressed the farmer's son and burst into heartfelt joy, all thanks to the noble magician who invented the golden killa.
For the farmers at the bottom, being able to eat well and not go hungry is the greatest luxury! If you can save another amount of money for your children to have a better future, it will be the blessing of the Lord!
"This is the real hero......" Polk saw the monstrous long train stop in front of him, and said to himself in his heart while tidying up his clothes.
The door opened, and Bock saw Mr. Arthur Doyle walking slowly down with a handsome young man in a black double-breasted dress, and the monocle he wore in his left eye gave him a little more politeness.
"He is Mr. Evans? So young? That's right, magicians have potions to maintain youth!"
Bock walked a few steps quickly and greeted him: "Hello, I am Bock, the coachman sent by His Highness the Prince, is it Mr. Evans?" Even if Mr. Doyle is by his side, it must be confirmed that this is the rule of the royal family.
"Yes." Lucian nodded slightly, and then was shocked to see Polk kneeling on his knees and kissing the corner of his clothes in a church worship position.
"Thank you for giving hope to the farmer."
Bock's eyes flashed with tears.
(End of this chapter)