Louis sighed.

He recalled the Black Sun of the Fallen Shadow Nether Realm.

The extent to which the Black Sun drew from the realm's essence was excessively overwhelming.

He suspected that eighty percent of the entire essence of the Fallen Shadow Nether Realm was funneling into the Black Sun.

Then his thoughts wandered to the cocoon of the Dark Night Goddess on the swan.

It's likely that the emperor's current formidable power truly has an unbreakable connection to the legacy of the Dark Night Goddess.

After all, the emperor is just over a hundred years old.

The demigods of the Star Continent are often thousands or even tens of thousands of years old.

For such a vast number of demigods, to be surpassed by the emperor who claimed the strongest crown, this disparity can't be simply explained by talent.

"City heroes... is it?"

Louis suddenly felt a bit inclined to visit the Tower of Eternal Daylight.

Yes, going there under Mayer's guise would provide enough reason.

"The progress of upgrading the Adventurer Guild's task hall needs to be accelerated."

Louis proactively brought up this matter with the Adventurer Guild, firstly to trade with them, enjoy benefits—no, mutually benefit from each other.

Secondly, planning to transform the task hall on Adventure Island into a promotional card for their Mayer Commerce Association.

"William, have you paid attention to the clothes worn by ordinary citizens in Tino City?"

William said, "Currently, the vast majority of ordinary citizens and almost all poor people in Tino City are likely sewing their own clothes, right?"

Louis nodded and said:

"Have you visited the newly opened [Mayer Ready-to-Wear] recently?"

William nodded and said, "I came back in a hurry this time, the outfit I wore for my grandfather's funeral was purchased from Mayer Ready-to-Wear."

Louis waved the paper in his hand: "This documents the expansion speed of Mayer Ready-to-Wear from establishment until now. It seems this speed is even faster than I imagined."

William was a bit dumbfounded:

"Mayer Ready-to-Wear is now developing quickly, earning a lot, right?"

Louis chuckled lightly: "Faster and more than you imagined."

He handed over the record sheet in his hand.

William glanced at it.

Although he wasn't very knowledgeable about financial reports, just the numbers presented on the report were truly astounding beyond his comprehension.

"The earning speed of Mayer Ready-to-Wear... is even more excessive than those top-tier shops making private customized items for nobles!"

Though the Sean family where William belongs has always advocated for a simple lifestyle, due to family affairs, attending some banquets often requires some high-priced attire.

For a set of attire, even the cheapest ones could cost tens to dozens of gold, while more expensive ones might go over a hundred gold.

That price is something an ordinary family could not covet.

Even the cheapest elegance can consume all the annual salary of a citizen with normal income in Tino City.

Bluntly put, at the core of the downfall of many low-ranking noble titles lies the inability to bear this exaggerated cost.

Maintaining the dignity of nobility, how easy is that?

Some unfortunate ones, when their home becomes most impoverished, they might smear lard on their lips pretending to go out lavishly.

This twisted ecosystem made Louis shake his head.

Though he can understand why these nobles do it.

The nobles of Star Continent don't emphasize any pedigree like those Western European nobles from a previous life.

In this war-ridden land, titles correspond to power.

Every noble was once from strong clans wielding immense power.

They are synonymous with strength.

In a world where individual might weighs more than heaven, they grasp power with their strength, subsequently controlling wealth.

This might explain why the Star Continent's history, albeit longer than Earth's past, can't even see the emergence of capitalism.

As for the idealistic concept seedling...

That was drowned early with boiling water poured into the soil.

Capital?

Without wielding power, what qualification does one have to play with capital?

Only to be fattened like a leek before being slaughtered?

It's precisely this situation that leads to the unimaginable dominance within Ense's noble circles and their associated social circles.

Business negotiations and cooperations in this world become dissected, transforming into side dishes for tea parties, balls, and banquets.

Completing deals within the interlacing of wine glasses is the norm of this world.

And clothing makes the man; garments, as a part of self-expression, are exceptionally expensive.

This thing, akin to fitness, is in some sense a luxury activity.

The main transaction volume also originates from the noble circle and the highly overlapping social circle.

You could say, aiming to break into the top-tier customization ranks is almost impossible.

To lead the trend is even harder.

The Mayer Commerce Association's private customization can flourish due to Louis playing dimensional reduction strikes.

The future empress and Prince of the Empire willingly act as models (although intentionally for advertising).

Accumulated cultural heritage from the legendary dragon species (though it's outright nonexistent).

Advanced aesthetics supposedly from the nearly extinct Sapphire Dragon (even unscrupulously profiting from the dead).

This maneuver, is simply beyond normal imitation.

When had the nobles in the Imperial Capital seen such stunts!

Being able to execute such stunts means there's no need to covet the output of a private workshop.

If not for Louis planning to use this momentum to elevate Mayer Commerce Association's reputation, he wouldn't engage in such luxurious behavior.

Currently, the fame and price of Mayer Commerce Association's private customization have reached downright jaw-dropping levels.

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