I Will Eventually Become a Capitalist Tycoon?

There truly was a monarch.

In terms of terror, could anything be described as far surpassing that monarch?

Even as the ruler of Leithanien, Herremart could not help but feel a chill run down her spine.

"Are you certain?"

She once again looked at the finest military commander in her nation with a grave expression.

"If I wanted to reassure the troops, perhaps I should say that the True Dragon's strength was built upon Victoria."

The duke wore an almost mocking expression of self-reproach.

"Fear Manifestation supported suits of steam armor."

"The Originium Arts amplification devices on that armor then strengthened his own Arts, expanding their scope until they could sustain an entire legion."

"And once such a legion moved into action, it made every nation tremble, feeding back into that terrifying army once more."

"To the point that his legion, forged from shadows and steel, could move freely across multiple empires, appearing without a trace and vanishing without a trace."

He calmly explained the reason he had deduced for the True Dragon's power.

Could this really be called boosting morale?

Anyone who heard that speech would surely be overwhelmed by its absurdity.

The gloomy-looking Goat Empress nearly lost the ability to speak.

This method of endlessly multiplying troops, like stepping on one's own left foot to rise infinitely upward, was simply too absurd!!

Of course, when one technology was layered atop another, the result did not follow the principle that one plus one equaled two. Getting zero point five, one point one, two, or twenty was all reasonable.

But this development was like shooting straight from one to a hundred...

"It sounds as if this land of Terra despises civilization, and thus birthed a monster to sweep away the filth."

"Other than a forced decapitation strike, I can scarcely