Otaku Witch-Chapter 719 - 496

719: 496.

Club President Meeting Invitation

719: 496.

Club President Meeting Invitation

The next day, at the top floor of the Golden Township Group headquarters building in Pandora City.

When it comes to the Golden Township Group, there is no one in the Magocratic Republic who does not know of it; after all, this colossal conglomerate has existed since before the Republic was even established, right at the beginning when Pandora City was first built.

The founder of the group is said to have been one of the original elders who built the city, and one of the first followers of His Excellency the Leader.

Over the years, as the Magocratic Republic developed and the Church of Machinery’s strength gradually inflated, the influence of this business conglomerate—which is closely linked to both—also ballooned at a rapid pace.

Today, it has become a mammoth entity that virtually controls the entire commercial lifeblood of the Republic, with its tentacles stretching into every trade and industry.

Some even say that the true ruler of the Magic Republic isn’t His Excellency the Leader or the Church of Machinery, but rather the lady Master of Golden Country.

Such claims aren’t entirely unfounded; after all, in the neighboring Glorious Divine Kingdom, it’s not uncommon for a single company conglomerate to be the de facto ruler of a large area.

In recent years, with the swift spread and development of the Power of Machinery, humans’ ways of life have been rapidly changing day by day.

However, should the Power of Machinery lose its proper guidance and fall into the hands of those with ulterior motives, what should be a blessing could turn into disaster.

After all, that’s exactly what happened in the Glorious Divine Kingdom: the Church became the biggest capital, remaining as the actual ruler of the Divine Realm, with many subsidiary capitals under its command formed by companies created by the old nobility, who are now the leaders of the city-states of the Kingdom.

In the past, these nobles enslaved the commoners with so-called noble bloodlines and aristocratic glory or faith.

Now, they depend on capital and profits.

Anyway, the upper level remains the upper level, and this fact has not changed much even after more than five hundred years.

In terms of the scale of corporate conglomerates, even when all the major conglomerates of the Glorious Divine Kingdom are combined, they scarcely rival the sheer size of Golden Country.

This formidable financial dynasty that has taken root in every aspect of the Republic is truly terrifying, which is why those conspiracy theorists often fantasize that the female Master of Golden Country is the real power behind the Republic.

As for the reality… well…

“Phew, I’ve finally gotten a preliminary grasp of this full-body magic equipment.”

Within the luxurious penthouse at the top of the building, in the fitness area, a voluptuous beauty was panting with sweat dripping down her back.

After taking a quick shower, she wrapped herself in a delicate gauze, took a bottle of wine and a wine glass and went to the massive floor-to-ceiling windows.

“I wonder how Little Fairy and the others are doing.

There have been so many changes in these five hundred years, and on top of that, I’ve switched to a different avatar.”

The woman with a pair of curled horns atop her head lay lazily on the chaise longue near the window, thinking to herself in this manner.

This Master of Golden Country was none other than Senior Mia herself.

However, this body was no longer the one she used at the beginning of the first act; it was an entirely new Incarnation.

At the end of the first act, Senior Mia had only seen her body dissolve into light, and then, with the blink of an eye, over five hundred years had passed, and the second act had begun.

The sensation of crossing several centuries in an instant was indeed quite marvelous.

During the closing moments of the first act, she had left a business plan behind with her assistant at the Commerce Association, who was also one of her cheap adoptive sisters from Witch’s Night, capable of sustaining for hundreds of years.

She then transferred the power of the Commerce Association to this sister.

Now, it seemed her worshipful cheap sister had indeed loyally executed the business plan.

Five hundred years later, most of the plans from that document had been completed and realized.

It felt like playing a simulation game wherein you set up a series of plans, hit the advance turn button, and then time sped up.

When the next turn begins, the plans you’d arranged are already complete.

That’s quite convenient.

The only issue was the identity of this avatar she was now using: she had become a descendant of that cheap adoptive sister.

The sudden transition from cheap sister to Ancestral Elder had a slightly peculiar feel to it.

But after all, Witch’s Night was just an illusory dream, a game, so there was no real need to dwell too much on these settings.

Senior Mia briefly reminisced about her adoptive sister, who had probably turned to dust by now, and then quickly accepted everything.

For the past couple of days, she had been silently familiarizing herself with this world, five hundred years later, and had also combed through the industries of the Golden Town Commerce Association, which was in her name.

She finally understood the two new concepts: magic equipment and Heroic Spirits.

Now that she had learned most of what she needed to know, it was time to start thinking about how to contact Little Fairy and the other sisters.

She wondered whether her sisters were like her, logging in with a new identity, or still using their old avatars.

Just as she swirled the wine in her glass, pondering her next steps, a floating news airship blinking with holographic projections passed by outside.

The altitude was just about level with the top floor of the building where she was.

“Breaking news, urgent announcement; His Excellency the Leader has just declared that a decoration ceremony for the new Prime Minister will be held in a week’s time.”