Damn, I recarneted As A Judge in Fantasy World

Chapter: The Seeds of Change

"Why?"

"Well, isn't His Highness the Duke a legend?"

"I've heard that kind of thing in the North."

"I'm not talking about his combat exploits. I'm talking about his history, starting from a small textile factory and building a multi-family group."

"Haha! This is really…"

Abel felt awkward for no reason.

He had simply given orders using his shallow modern knowledge. What was truly amazing were the core talents of the Dappan Group.

"I don't really have anything to say, so how can I give a lecture?" he thought.

Miller Xavier smiled gently, as if he had read Abel's troubled expression.

"They want their businesses to succeed like the Duke's but are wandering without knowing how. It seems like this could be turned into a profit structure."

"Oh? You charge tuition and teach know-how? That sounds good."

What Vice President Xavier had just said was the basics of the franchise business.

Soon, countless ideas began floating around Abel's head.

How many trademarks had he seen in modern times?

If he set up a similar business, it would not only yield high profits but also considerable influence.

Of course, he had no intention of doing it personally.

"When the positive power of the multi-family group spreads out, it eventually returns as profit," he thought.

In the form of system growth.

Abel immediately called together the executives of the Dappan Group.

"We will now subdivide the business and open franchise businesses for each brand. If you have any good ideas, please feel free to suggest them."

Soon, an endless discussion began.

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The changes in the Dappan Group were taking place at a whirlwind pace.

But from the outside, everything looked the same as usual.

It was still only in the initial stages.

So maybe that was why Abel didn't really have much to do.

Oh, except for one thing.

"A lecture?"

To be honest, it was very burdensome.

Why was he so great that he could influence other people's lives?

But if he thought about it differently, it could be seen as a very good thing.

Those attending the lecture would want to emulate the success story of the Dappan Group.

If they spread a good influence, wouldn't society become a little brighter?

"I tried so hard, but this is still dark fantasy," he mused.

He had created quality jobs and hired people without discrimination.

The wage arrears case had also created many correct precedents.

Thanks to that, he was able to make a living.

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In places outside Perias or Deliat, all kinds of heinous crimes were still rampant.

"I can make up for it to some extent with the franchise business and lectures."

All of today's attendees were local influential nobles—people who wanted to set up their own businesses in various places.

Of course, he couldn't force morality on others.

But couldn't he teach them how to make money while maintaining a good reputation?

Any company tends to do charity work to create a positive image.

"Hah! Let's just leave it like this."

Abel suppressed his nervousness and looked over the script he had written all night several times.

He had memorized it almost by heart but still felt uneasy.

It was his first time in a setting like this.

"If you forget, we'll help you."

"Yeah. I can give you a little reminder through telepathy."

When the will of Shuguri and Peltron was conveyed, his mind seemed to calm down a bit.

It was a moment of regret for the past when he only met and bullied others.

"Thanks."

"If you're grateful, please increase my spirit level," Shuguri said.

"He's someone who ensures compensation," Peltron added.

"Then that's it. Are you two going to help purely out of good intentions?"

"Okay. If it goes well, it'll be a double event for four days."

"Hey!"

"Shoo, Juluooooo!"

A black squirrel and a white bat began a dance party out of nowhere.

The sight was so absurd that Abel shook his head.

"Can it really be that good?"

Soon, he entered the conference room where the small lecture was to be held.

As soon as he appeared, there was no cheering explosion; instead, the atmosphere was quite neat.

Of course, it made sense. It was a gathering of nobles from each region, so the meeting naturally had some weight.

"Nice to meet you, everyone."

He tried to start his lecture after giving a brief greeting.

"Your Highness?"

"Yes?"

"May I ask you one question?"

A middle-aged man stood up from his seat, shouting in a booming voice.

Although it was a bit early, Abel nodded willingly.

How curious must the man have been to ask a question immediately?

"Then I will take just one. Please speak."

"The Dappan Group seems to have no morals at all. What does Your Majesty the Duke think about this?"

"…"

Abel was momentarily speechless.

The question was far beyond his expectations.

But this wasn't a lecture hall—it was a press conference room?

Abel looked quietly at the person who asked the question.

If this were Earth, he would have been a little embarrassed.

It was an official setting, and dozens of people were looking at him.

His mind would have been completely torn by the sudden question.

But now, he was the Duke of the Empire, the Supreme Judge, and at the same time the Chairman of a huge corporation.

"It's not that difficult," he thought.

Of course, there was no reason not to use the abilities given to him just because he was confident.

Even when a lion catches a rabbit, he always tries his best.

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<Person Information>

Name: Scott Leod

Status: Count

Position: Provincial lord, upper lord

Relationship: Very bad

Status: Three stores closed due to the emergence of the Dappan Group, financial difficulties deepening, and resentment towards the Duke of Carriers.

Overall Ability: C

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"Hmm…"

Abel's first thought was that it was annoying.

"Why is this lecture being held now?" he wondered.

It was to help people who were struggling to start a business.

But Count Scott Leod spoke aggressively, citing commercial ethics.

When Abel saw the story about three stores being closed, he found himself nodding in agreement.