Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

"Only 5% annual interest!"

Sauron's voice had barely faded when the scene fell into dead silence. Many nobles widened their eyes, as if looking at an alien, wondering if this person's brain had short-circuited.

In this empire, whether it was a crowned noble or a wealthy merchant, the annual interest rate for loans started at 10% at the very least!

Five percent was practically giving money away!

Sauron smiled slightly, as if seeing through everyone's thoughts. "Such a tempting interest rate, of course, comes with conditions."

Viscount West eagerly asked, "Your Highness, what services do you require from us?"

A glint of cunning flashed in Sauron's eyes as he slowly said, "Resources. I want the raw material resources produced in your territories, and at least half of them must be sold to my Empire Development Merchant Guild. Don't worry, I will purchase them at a fair price."

As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly understood that behind this low interest rate, there was such a big game at play.

For those great nobles with prominent backgrounds, Sauron's proposal might not be worth mentioning. They had strong financial resources and could easily develop their own territories.

They were more concerned about the sales channels for their territory's future products. If they were controlled, it would be detrimental to long-term development.

In severe cases, they would be stripped of their noble status, and in minor cases, they would lose control of some of their territories.

These events had been staged repeatedly, causing the royal family's reputation among the nobles to plummet.

They were worried that their father, who had worked hard all the way to become a noble, would fall into trouble again because of his trust in the royal family.

Viscount West, though named a viscount, owed everything he had to his wisdom and courage, and the arduous efforts of more than a decade.

Waiting for a fiefdom took another ten years. In these ten years, he and his two sons fought side by side, making great contributions to the empire's prosperity and stability.

Back then, Viscount West was just a knight, without a territory. He led his two sons to devote themselves to the empire's affairs. Whether it was quelling internal strife or resisting foreign enemies, they were always in the front, brave and fearless.

From knight to viscount, it was all accumulated bit by bit through their military exploits.

This could be regarded as an inspirational model for the commoner class in the empire.

Sauron was very satisfied with this Viscount West, who was even more helpful than the shill he had arranged.

Sauron said with a smile, "The loan must be given after the bank assesses the territory."

Jennifer walked to Sauron's side, and Sauron pushed her to the front.

"For the nobles who want to apply for a loan, you can find Ms. Jennifer, my subordinate. She is my right-hand woman, and she helps me solve many things. You can't bully her just because she is young."

Sauron's joking remarks made many nobles in the hall smile.

Afterwards, Sauron handed over the important task of loan affairs to Jennifer, knowing that her ability and wisdom were enough to handle this work.

Jennifer was not only beautiful and intelligent, but also full of admiration and love for Sauron. She put her enthusiasm into this work, patiently communicating with the nobles who came to inquire about loans and explaining in detail.

Sauron often watched silently from the side, his eyes full of admiration and trust for Jennifer. The tacit understanding and affection between the two became deeper and deeper in their busy work.

At the same time, Sauron was also busy building relationships with the new nobles from the great noble families.

This banquet brought together the young descendants of various major families in the imperial capital. They were either proud or reserved, but they were all secretly competing, trying to occupy a place in this game of power.

Every time a new territory was conferred, those powerful great nobles would always try to take away a portion of the quota, so that ordinary small nobles could only watch the remaining territories enviously.

Behind this seemingly glamorous banquet, there were actually undercurrents surging, full of bloodshed and cruelty.

In order to survive and maintain their dignity, the small nobles had to fight hard in this battle for territory, while the great nobles肆意 trampled on their dreams and hopes with their power and resources.

What Sauron had to do now was very simple, which was to suppress the great nobles and support the small nobles to confront the great nobles. He didn't want to see the emergence of great nobles who seceded from one side again.

The new nobles in the Northwest provinces were his experimental field, and he wanted to try whether his plan was feasible.

As for the Grace Bestowal Edict, it was just a thought. In the empire, the children without inheritance rights would basically be driven out of the territory as soon as they reached adulthood, allowing them to develop freely.

Late at night, Viscount West, led by Jennifer, came to Sauron's office.

"Greetings, Your Highness!" Viscount West saluted quickly when he saw Sauron.

Sauron smiled and helped Viscount West up.

"No need to be so polite! Viscount West, Jennifer told me that you have something important to see me about."

"Your Highness, I am here to ask Your Highness to increase my loan amount a little more," Viscount West said with a bitter expression.

Sauron looked at Jennifer and asked, "What is Viscount West's quota?"

Jennifer said awkwardly: "100,000 gold coins!"

"Only 100,000 gold coins!?" Sauron frowned slightly and asked with dissatisfaction: "What's going on?"

Jennifer quickly took out a document and handed it to Sauron.

It was detailed information about Viscount West's territory. After Sauron finished reading it, he sighed slightly.

The overall area of Viscount West's territory was one-third larger than that of ordinary viscount territories, but the barrenness of the territory far exceeded that of other regions.

Most importantly, there were no characteristic industries. There was only a small town with more than 500 people and three small mountain villages with less than 100 people.

Sauron threw it on the ground and said angrily: "What's going on with this territory?"

Viscount West's family were all loyal subjects of the empire and had made great contributions to the empire.

"Your Highness, I voluntarily exchanged for these," Viscount West said quickly.

Sauron was silent for a while after listening, and asked after a long time: "Who did you exchange with?"