Reborn As Noble - Chapter 311

Chapter 311: Wealth and Growth ( 311 )
Several weeks had passed since the war ended.

The scars of battle remained, but life moved forward.

The merchants of Armand Region once again spread their influence throughout the human kingdom.

The main trade routes were restored.

Goods flowed freely once more.

The economy slowly recovered.

What was once a tense, war-torn path—

Was now bustling with trade.

To ensure stability, security was tighter than ever.

The Royal Army patrolled the roads outside Armand’s borders.

Meanwhile, Armand’s elite forces patrolled their own roads—riding Pekkos.

A double layer of protection.

Any enemy foolish enough to make a move would be noticed immediately.

Unlike the rest of the kingdom,

Armand had an advantage no one else possessed.

The Mana Talkie.

A squad of Pekko-mounted patrol knights rode along the main road.

The leader adjusted the small crystal device attached to his armor.

A faint blue glow pulsed as he spoke.

“Base, this is Squad Leader for Pekko Patrol. No unusual activity. Over.”

A brief silence.

Then—a reply crackled through.

“Good job. Maintain your route and continue patrolling the area.”

“Understood. Over.”

The squad leader tapped the device, ending the transmission.

The war was over.

But Armand remained prepared.

Because if history had proven anything—

It was that peace never lasted forever.

Inside Armand Region, progress never stopped.

While trade resumed and soldiers patrolled the roads,

A new achievement was completed.

Standing tall against the sky, the third mana relay tower was finally completed.

Constructed by Armand’s own people—

It was yet another step in strengthening their region’s defenses.

To ensure the roads remained safe,

Armand’s patrol forces were deployed in a strict, rotating schedule.

Each squad consisted of 10 trained guards.

Dozens of squads were patrolling at all times.

Some rode on Pekkos, while others patrolled on horse.

Their mission was clear.

To protect their homeland.

To ensure the safety of their people.

And to make sure that no enemy ever set foot in Armand territory again.

Another huge deposit of ore was discovered—

Its rich, high-quality minerals promised even greater wealth for Armand.

With this, Armand now possessed two major ore mines.

A resource no noble could ignore.

Inside his official office within the estate,

Garius sat at his desk, reading the latest report.

A small smirk played on his lips.

Across from him, Alf, Erinnete, and Hesbeirn sat as well—

An order from Garius himself, to avoid unnecessary formalities.

Garius set the ore report aside and looked at Alf.

“Alf.”

Alf nodded.

“Yes, my lord.”

“Status of the new farming land?”

Alf flipped through his report before answering.

“Everything is progressing smoothly.”

“We’ve begun expanding the sugarcane and cocoa farms according to Young Master Javier’s plan.”

Garius smirked.

‘That brat is really thinking ahead…’

Alf continued.

“Not only that, but our people are thriving.”

He paused, before adding something important.

“Every citizen has a job, and food prices remain affordable.”

Alf placed the report on the table and nodded.

“The tax revenue we collected this month has doubled.”

Erinnete smiled slightly.

She knew what Garius would ask next.

And sure enough—

“And our people?” Garius asked.

Alf smirked.

“None are starving.”

“The increased revenue comes from economic growth, not from squeezing the poor.”

Garius leaned back, satisfied.

Garius closed his report and turned to Erinnete.

“And the only surviving child from that village?”

Erinnete softened slightly.

“She is in good condition.”

“Currently training at the maid academy.”

Garius nodded.

She had lost everything.

But in Armand—she would have a future.

A home.

A purpose.

Just like every other person under his rule.

Garius leaned back in his chair, smirking.

“Now I’m getting rich… Everyone’s getting a raise.”

He tapped his fingers on the desk.

“What am I supposed to do with all this excess wealth?”

Alf smiled slightly, but said nothing.

Erinnete remained calm, sipping her tea.

Hesbeirn grinned.

“We don’t know, my lord.”

Garius chuckled.

“If I increase the army, the military budget is already double what it used to be.”

He gestured toward the reports on his desk.

“We already have our own ore mines providing the best materials—

Which means Rasdingen and his blacksmiths team can create the finest armor and weapons for our troops.”

Hesbeirn smirked.

“And we don’t sell our military equipment to outsiders.”

Alf nodded.

“Yes, my lord. Not only that—

You’ve already increased the budget for our people and local projects.”

Alf continued.

“Even the House of Assassins under my command has received additional funding.”

“On top of that, you’ve been spending heavily on regional improvements.”

Garius leaned forward, smirking.

“Yes… And yet, the treasury keeps growing.”

He shook his head in amusement.

“Every month, it just keeps increasing.”

Armand wasn’t just strong.

It was rich.

Stronger military.

Stronger economy.

Stronger infrastructure.

The question wasn’t whether they could sustain it.

The question was—

What would their lord do next?

Hesbeirn chuckled, leaning back in his chair.

“How about giving some to your sons and daughter?”

Garius raised an eyebrow, then shook his head.

“Javier?”

He let out a dry laugh.

“That brat already has his own hidden stash inside his magic storage.”

Alf smirked knowingly.

Because they all knew Javier had been stockpiling gold like a dragon hoarding treasure.

Garius continued.

“As for Marcellus and Cedric…”

He let out a sigh.

“They don’t even need my money. Every time they need extra gold, they just ‘borrow’ from Javier.”

Erinnete smirked.

“Borrow? Are you sure it’s not just extortion, my lord?”

Hesbeirn laughed.

“Well, considering Javier never fights back, maybe he enjoys funding his brothers.”

Garius shook his head again, amused.

“Athine and Aelius are both in trade. They make their own money.”

He rubbed his temples, remembering their reactions last time.

“The last time I gave them pocket money, they just… stared at it.”

Alf let out a small chuckle.

“They’re already used to dealing with large sums, my lord.”

Garius grumbled.

“Acting like a few gold coins are nothing.”

Garius sighed, shaking his head.

“And then there’s Heres.”

He leaned back, smirking slightly.

“That boy only cares about his mother and little sister.”

Alf nodded in agreement.

“When you gave him money before, what did he do?”

Garius grinned.

“Took it without a word… then immediately gave it all to his mother.”

Hesbeirn laughed.

“Loyal to his mother, huh?”

Erinnete smiled.

“At least he’s filial.”

Garius exhaled, looking at the stacks of reports on his desk.

“…So basically, none of them need my money.”

His wealth kept growing.

And now—he had to figure out what to do with it.

( End of Chapter )