"Don't worry. For us, this is a small problem."
Viscount Rost waved a hand.
To be honest, he could keep the prices of the stocks he held at almost any level he wanted.
If the market tried to push them down, he would release some good news, then buy shares himself or join forces with others to do so. However many shares people sold, they would buy. Naturally, the price would not fall.
If the market bought in heavily and drove the stock prices above his target, he would sell in bulk. Only one million shares were circulating on the market, but he and the other nobles still held another three million. Balancing out the demand would be easy.
He did not care what schemes those people had in mind.
He was more eager to see the stock market bloom with new listings and the soon-to-launch Bond Exchange begin operating.
Sure enough, the churches and other interest groups did exactly that. The next day, the Wool Guild, Gray Fortress Factory Joint Company, and many other companies outside the Technology God Church's direct control went public.
Early that morning, many people began selling shares in the established companies and buying new stocks in large quantities.
The more than a thousand noble shareholders of Rost Territory Group Company were thrilled.
Because... Viscount Rost had finally lifted their restrictions!
From now on, they could buy shares in their own company whenever they liked, in whatever quantities they liked.
Granted, they had missed the eighteenfold rise from one gold coin to eighteen. But they still believed Rost Territory Group Company had room to climb. Once it announced its latest achievements, the price would soar.
All they had to do was buy like mad.
The Westlands of the Dawn Kingdom.
Shepherd Cathedral.
The Shepherd Pope