Infinite Reincarnation – Arthur Hurt - Chapter 100



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Infinite Reincarnation – Arthur Hurt Chapter 100

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“Mr. Samuel is a joker. He keeps joking around, saying it can’t be done and that it’s difficult, even though he’s going to work anyway.”

“aha.”

Only then could Sangswart understand and dismiss it as a trivial joke, but Samuel felt wronged.

The intensity of labor Arthur demanded was extreme. What good is earning a lot of money if you don’t give him time to use it?

Anyway, Samuel and Arthur had a lot to do. Contract the composer, arrange the music, make the music box cylinders to match, assemble them, transport them, and prevent theft.

In fact, it would have been easier to amend the copyright law. All you had to do was meet people, persuade them, and write a petition.

This task became easier with the advent of Cho-reng.

At the request of Sangswot, he followed Sangswot around and helped persuade him.

The story about the clubs, Ruri Club and Essex Club, who were caught using the promotional song of Ridis without permission had a lot of plausibility.

He went on to say that since they were famous singers in music salons, they paid their song royalties and backed out so obediently, but imagine how outrageous they would have acted if they had been a young and powerless composer.

Cho-Reng’s passionate speech strongly moved the hearts of music lovers. So, even if they were not composers, anyone who loved music participated in writing the petition.

And the petition was quickly passed by the House of Representatives, resulting in swift revision of the copyright law.

Perhaps it was because most of those who signed the petition were nobles, given the times.

Could this be an unexpected result of Cho-Reng, who was a salon idiot, dragging Sang-Swot around saying that he would gladly sign the petition if he was this person?

Meanwhile, Arthur was busy organizing production and distribution networks while communicating with Samuel. The production capacity of Tsuraz was essential to handle the volume, and the distribution network of the company was essential to move the products.

No transportation network would do. The items to be transported from Tsuraz to St. Scal were small, delicate machines and expensive goods. Naturally, only the Mato Trading Company, which was specialized in luxury goods trading, could handle the task.

Arthur drew up detailed plans and blueprints on how to make a music box cylinder and sent them to the Tsuraz Craft Guild. The music to be played on the cylinder was Lydis’s promotional song and music Arthur had plagiarized based on his memories from his previous life.

Since the law has not been revised yet, other songs were possible, but they were excluded because there was no need to cause unnecessary conflict in the future.

Besides, isn’t this a chance to introduce Amelia’s song to the higher-ups? It would be foolish to miss this promotional opportunity just because another song is more popular.

Once the production and distribution networks were somewhat established, the market quickly absorbed the quantity. In response to the stronger-than-expected market response, Mato Trading Company used their trading network to prepare a plausible music box case.

Even if they didn’t know the internal mechanism, there were plenty of workshops that could make the outer box part at a price similar to that of the Tsuraz Craft Guild, so the Tsuraz Craft Guild could focus solely on producing the internal mechanism.

The music box parts were assembled into cases made according to set specifications by famous craftsmen commissioned by Mato Trading Company, and they sold like hotcakes.

A new window was set up in front of the Ridis Club to take orders for music boxes, and it was a strange sight to see servants of noble families lining up in front of it.

Naturally, everyone involved in this business made a lot of money.

“Advisor! This is the best!”

Holden screamed with joy when he saw this month’s statement.

In fact, until then, the Tsuraz Craft Guild’s capital office had been operating at a loss. Was it barely able to survive thanks to the fees Arthur provided as a guild member and the guild’s investment funds?

To be honest, we have tried to expand the market, but the capital city merchants were arrogant and it was not easy to overcome their territoriality. The capital city was no exception to the culture of taking care of everything among ourselves.

However, this project has completely punctured the solid position of the Tsuraz Craft Guild, and the capital branch office has been able to eliminate the deficit that has accumulated so far, while also generating a large profit that can be used for other businesses.

Arthur consoles Holden, who praises Arthur and confesses the difficulties he has experienced due to such prejudice, saying that the oligopolistic market can only be broken through with innovative products.

That was the truth. Unless an inevitable innovation was imminent, unless it seemed that they would perish if they did not innovate, the entities that monopolized and colluded to dominate the market would not take unnecessary risks and seek change.

Holden was impressed and took note of Arthur’s words, intending to use them as a boastful phrase in a letter he would later send to an acquaintance of the Tsuraz.

Anyway, with these achievements, Arthur’s promotion to executive position in the Tsuraz Craft Guild was already certain. There was also a letter from Arthur asking him to prepare for future exports, so the Tsuraz Craft Guild was pleased that they had created a talented person in the guild, saying that they had done a good job in the export department.

In this way, not only the Tsuraz Craft Guild but also the Mato Trading Company made a lot of money, and Madame Zeltni and Count Tzak also made a lot of money because they had shares in the Lydis Club.

“Did you call?”

Countess Tzak stared blankly at Arthur’s bowed head for a long time before speaking.

“Raise your head.”

Arthur carefully raised his head and observed the complexion of Countess Tzak. He was looking for a clue to guess why she had called him.

Countess Tzak felt annoyed by his gaze for some reason and spoke sharply.

“I heard you had a big success in business this time, with a new product called a music box.”

“I was lucky.”

“Will that be luck?”

“If someone with a passion for music and the structure of a pocket watch had thought about how to listen to music wherever they were, something like a music box would have been created at some point.”

Arthur spoke as humbly as he could, but it only irritated Countess Tzak.

“How about becoming more aware of your own position?”

Arthur’s head tilted.

“My position?”

“Did you know that your reputation as the developer of the music box has spread throughout St. Scala?”

“He is nothing more than a craftsman.”

“If you keep talking like that, you’ll be criticized for being arrogant.”

“… … ?”

She said, looking frustrated as Arthur blinked as if he found it difficult to understand.

“That music box will definitely become a special product of the kingdom. In the past, craftsmen who made items that pleased the emperor received the title of quasi-noble, and scholars who promoted the national prestige also received the title of quasi-noble. Why would you be any different?”

“ah…….”

A title of semi-noble… … .

If titles are abused like this, won’t the nobility be divided into powerful nobility and water nobility, and won’t this become the starting point for the class system to be shaken?

Arthur personally, I thought the resulting social chaos was disturbing, but I didn’t think they would just give him the title of semi-noble. Then why not just accept it? How could you dare refuse something given to you from above? Unless you wanted to be punished for contempt.

So, we should gratefully accept the honor that is given to us, and show our sincerity in return by ‘sufficiently’ responding to it.

“Why? You don’t like it?”

“No! That can’t be!”

Arthur waved his hand, but it wasn’t true. Yes, it was so deadly and dirty that I ended up getting a semi-noble title.

But I held on to the last thread of hope and asked cautiously.

“But is that confirmed?”

“Get ready, I will call you from the palace soon.”

Ah, sh*t, it’s confirmed. Arthur clicked his tongue internally and lowered his head.

“all right.”

“So now be aware of your position.”

“All right.”

“Haa~”

Countess Tzak felt strangely frustrated at Arthur’s calm nodding.

What? Does this mean it doesn’t end here?

“If you’re successful like me, shouldn’t you have some lovers and spread rumors about them?”

“… … .”

What the heck is this crazy stuff?

Arthur doubted his ears.

“why?”

“Now that you’re a semi-noble, you can take responsibility for one more Isabella, right?”

“Madame Zeltney?”

“okay.”

“… … .”

I asked again because my ears felt strange, but what I heard was not wrong. Rather than a prior announcement that I would receive a title, this sounded more like Countess Tzak’s main point.

Arthur blinked, trying his best to understand Countess Tzak’s words. To fully understand what someone is saying, you have to think from their perspective.

He remembered Samuel’s research that Count and Countess Tzaq were a show window couple and that Countess Tzaq was likely the king’s lover.

In that case, it would not be strange for Countess Tzak to say such things to Arthur. To someone who was so free in her relationships with men and women, a religious ascetic like Arthur would seem truly frustrating.

“Are you saying you don’t like Isabella?”

She asked with a frown as Arthur thought for a moment. If Arthur answered yes, she was ready to tell Isabella.

Arthur responded quickly.

“It is true that Madame Zeltney is beautiful and charming. But it would be irresponsible to want to take her as a lover.”

“Just take responsibility, right?”

“Hmm… … .”

Arthur made his position clear in a conversation that was somehow off-topic.

“What do you think love is?”

“Love is love.”

“To me, love is not simply a feeling of liking or disliking, but a relationship in which responsibility and commitment are woven into action.”

“Then are you going to leave Isabella like that?”

Arthur hesitated for a moment at Countess Tzak’s response. He was aware of Madame Zeltny’s gaze directed at him.

Countess Tzak urged Arthur, who was silent due to his worries, to answer.

“Are you telling me to grow old alone like that without a single child?”

Arthur was also perplexed by this demand.

“No, that’s why.”

“So make one.”

Is this crazy? Or is the aristocratic society so corrupt that it can tolerate something like this? Or is Arthur just too old-fashioned?

But Countess Tzak, who continued speaking, showed no sign of excitement.

“A memory that becomes a lighthouse in life. With just that one thing, a person can live. That is love.”

Was it his own experience? The tone was extremely serious. It seemed like he was sincere.

“Is it that hard to give that to Isabella?”

“It’s difficult.”

Arthur declared and continued:

“The Countess and I both wish Madame Zeltny happiness, but our methods seem quite different.”

“There’s an easy way. You just have to change your principles a little.”

“If you compromise like that, there are no principles that can be upheld.”

“Inflexible principles are bound to break in the end.”

“I won’t deny it. But the reason I stick to my principles is because I want a better outcome. Nothing comes without sacrifice and pain. The road to hell is paved with good intentions, right? If you only take the easy way, there’s usually a pit in front of you.”

After a moment of silence at Arthur’s firm words, she let out a deep sigh and said.

“You seem like an old fart. I guess that’s why Isabella can’t give you up so easily. Is it because you’re the type of man she hasn’t encountered easily in her life?”

“Is that all the reason you called me?”

Arthur ignored those words and continued talking. Talking about this topic any further would only get him involved.

“… … Okay, it’s over.”

“We will continue to run the Ridis Club well.”

Arthur greeted her calmly and politely, as if the previous argument with Mrs. Zeltney had never happened.