March 15 was, without a doubt, a good day for Ron.
Mimic Grass had emerged, solving the problem of holographic projections.
The Gold Rank had opened at the Magic Battle Hall, stirring up another wave of excitement among players.
A new batch of Elemental Cards went on sale. Magic Duel's card pool was becoming increasingly diverse, and its self-sustaining ecosystem was gradually taking shape.
The private laboratory was now fully operational. After more than a month, Harper's mana-reversal element experiment had finally begun.
On top of that, good news came from Gil's side as well.
Because his achievements had been recognized, and because he had latched onto Seventh Prince Ron's line, Gil's father decided to hand an entire merchant caravan over to Gil.
Before this, Gil had some people under his command, but when transporting goods, he had borrowed part of the cargo space from one of his father's caravans.
He had merely used that caravan's channels throughout the Empire to sell Elemental Cards for Ron.
Now, Ron's influence was gradually spreading outward, and news of the Magic Cup had already become common knowledge throughout the Imperial Capital.
Related discussions had even spread to the Eastern Frontier and Southern Frontier, though people there still treated it as ordinary gossip.
At least, when most people from other regions heard about prize money exceeding ten thousand, their first reaction was disbelief.
But that did not stop Gil's father from knowing the truth behind it.
As a member of the Gem Trade Alliance, Gil's father controlled several merchant caravans and had a good relationship with a count who ruled a territory within the Human Empire.
A goblin like Gil's father was already considered upper management within the Gem Trade Alliance, though his standing among the upper ranks was relatively low.
So when he