Damn, I recarneted As A Judge in Fantasy World

"I got something bigger than I expected." Abel murmured.

Of course, there was no way to know the critical hit probability. It was just his opinion, but he didn't think it would be that high. If that happened often, it would be no exaggeration to call it a scam item.

Regardless, it was clear he had a decent weapon.

"I hit the jackpot, but they just punished me," Abel thought, rubbing Shuguri's head with an embarrassed expression.

It was a good thing Shuguri was so strong; otherwise, Abel might have accidentally knocked him out with that blow.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hit you."

"Oh, well! I clearly chose the best material," Shuguri replied.

"Okay. Good job. As a reward, I'll help you gather more spirit energy. I was planning on going around today anyway."

"Oh! Okay," Shuguri said, excited.

Abel realized he hadn't visited this mansion in a long time, and he planned to check on the multi-platform group's progress.

He was also curious to see how far Vargas's soap research had advanced. With Shuguri and Peltron perched on his shoulders, he left the office.

But why bring this white bat along? Abel wondered. "Shouldn't I show you how I gather spiritual energy?" he thought. This way, the bat's loyalty would likely increase, as he could easily obtain pure spirit energy simply by obeying Abel.

"Where should we start?" Abel mused.

Other businesses seemed to be running as planned, but what intrigued him most was Vargas's soap research.

Since Princess Justia had been involved, results should be evident by now. Abel made his way to the research lab on the outskirts of the duchy.

As he approached, he noticed an unfamiliar building near Adam and Theo's workshop. Drawn to it, he saw employees moving large boxes.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Ah, Your Highness! You have finally returned," an employee greeted him.

"Nice to meet you. Are you Mr. Hendrick?"

"Oh my! You even remember the name of a lowly person like me," Hendrick replied, clearly pleased.

"Don't mention it. They are the people I'm with, so I need to know everything inside and out."

"Oh! I was joking, but isn't it so touching when you answer like that?"

Abel laughed. "Haha! That's just my way of doing things. By the way, what is that?" he asked, nodding toward the boxes.

"Oh, Your Majesty doesn't know yet," Hendrick said, unsealing one of the boxes with a smile.

In truth, Abel couldn't remember every name, but thanks to the staff management window, he had quick access to such details. It seemed a kind gesture to pretend he remembered.

With a quick motion, Hendrick opened the box, revealing green soap bars wrapped in white paper. Each bar displayed the Dapan Group logo with a sleek design, and even the storage cabinet looked luxurious. Whoever designed it had excellent taste.

"Now the new business is progressing well without my intervention," Abel thought, pleased.

Many details about soap production and distribution had been prearranged, but he hadn't anticipated that they would also add scents and colors. He hadn't suggested it, thinking it might not work.

"How is it?" Hendrick asked.

"It's okay," Abel replied.

"This is all the work of Director Vargas. It smells so good, even better than liquid soap," Hendrick added, watching as Abel nodded, pleased. The soap's quality was high enough to release right away.

Just as Abel was about to tell Hendrick to close the box, a loud noise echoed from somewhere nearby.

"No, Your Majesty. Please listen to what I have to say. This is truly a tremendous opportunity. If we continue like this, we will definitely succeed!"

Vargas, in hot pursuit of Princess Justia, was eagerly making his case.

The moment Abel saw them, he could immediately guess the situation. Vargas seemed captivated by Princess Justia's skill, but Abel doubted that his enthusiasm would persuade her.

"I don't think so," he thought, smirking at the scene.

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Naturally, Vargas's request was rejected outright. Justia's skill, "Fortune Follower," wasn't always activated. That too was ultimately a matter of luck, and it took a lot of trial and error to use it multiple times. In fact, it was at the level of doing exactly what Vargas was doing in terms of potion research.

'Why would someone as young as a princess do such difficult work?' Vargas thought. There was even a condition attached that he be introduced to him, and he did it because it was his request.

"It's really too bad. I think we could speed up potion research by several times…" Vargas couldn't hide his sullen expression.

To be honest, he wished she would stay at the lab. Positive effects could be expected by bringing innovative products to the market one after another—without putting in any special effort. But if he were to kidnap Princess Justia, he might not know the reality.

"Don't be too sad. There will be another chance someday," she reassured him.

"I wonder who taught you this? Your business acumen seems excellent. The colors, fragrances, paper packaging, and even the storage containers are all the work of a court lady."

"Oh, that? I guess it's because of my experience at Deliat," Justia replied.

It looked like they copied the packaging of Cordyceps Sinensis Danhwan.

Of course, she hadn't expected them to add color and fragrance. Anyway, the soap factory was gradually increasing its production. The unpackaged items were sent to the public shower rooms.

The liquid soap that had been supplied endlessly until now wasn't made by them.

'They all come from the Duke of Sierre,' Vargas thought.

He didn't want to fill their coffers, but it was inevitable. There was no substitute whatsoever. But now, the soap market was going to be his domain. It was much cheaper, lasted longer, and even smelled good.

Since it was a product that was no different from a bargain, they had no choice but to make a decision.

'Either they lower the price, or they adopt a premium strategy.' To be honest, liquid soap was the best to use. It had the advantage of foaming much faster. Moreover, it could satisfy the vanity of the nobles.

Of course, the second option wouldn't have made much sense.

'The luxury strategy isn't something only they can choose.' Vargas called to Vargas, who was sitting there sullenly.

"Can you give it a different scent or color?" Abel asked.

"Of course. You can use my dye, but the scent is a bit limited. The materials are too expensive, or sometimes the production fails," Vargas responded.

"Anyway, is it possible to make a change?"

"Yes."

"Then try something a little more luxurious than that cucumber soap."

"Oh, right?"

"Oh, there is something like that."

The light green color chosen by Princess Justia felt quite nice. At least, it was appropriate for this era. But to Abel's eyes as a modern person, it just looked like cucumber soap.

"I would like it to be pink or lavender."

"Let's try an experiment for now."

"Yeah. Oh, by the way, you know? Theo takes 1% of the tool shop's net profits."

"Of course."

"I'll give you a contract with similar conditions, so work hard."

"Excuse me?"

Up until now, Vargas had been working on the condition that he be supplied with Cordyceps sinensis pills.

Since they even provided research funds, it could be seen as decent compensation.

But was that really enough? The fashion business was thriving thanks to this guy. Zippers and universal dyes were nothing short of innovations.

If soap were added to that, Abel would feel bad about only offering Cordyceps Militaris.

'If it's a share in a soap factory, it would be reasonable compensation.'

Most of it would probably be used for research funds, but it would still be a definite motivator. Abel watched Vargas's back as he ran excitedly with a happy expression.

When had the Nermia sorcerer, who used to simply throw explosive potion bottles, become so competent? It was truly amazing.

"That's enough. Should we look somewhere else?" Abel muttered.

Apart from the opening of a new soap factory, there were no major changes to the Dapan Group.

The rest of the business was running smoothly. Should he say that they had now entered the stabilization phase? Abel thought it would be fine to leave things as they were for the time being.

He was going to be away from his seat again. 'I need to talk to Vice President Xavier before I go,' Abel thought. If he had a new business idea, he needed to plan it in advance.

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After finishing his inspection of the businesses, Abel returned to the mansion. Then, after a long time, he looked around the fields near the mansion. Well-drained land on moderately hilly ground was suitable for vineyards. There were wheat fields on the plains. As spring approached, the land was covered in green waves.

"Good," he remarked, feeling the warm, lyrical atmosphere. This was a typical scene in a noble family. However, Abel was far from ordinary. Beyond the wheat fields, a modern factory area would soon emerge. Originally, such a scene would have been viewed negatively. Areas densely populated with factories often faced rapid environmental degradation.

There were no restrictions on sewage, wastewater, or smoke discharge here. 'I can handle it myself, but other places… Oh! By the way, I decided to take on the water supply and sewage business too.'

He thought it was a matter he should pursue after visiting the Duchy of Crawford. Abel decided to give Vice President Xavier a heads-up and instructed him to prepare in advance.

As he walked, deep in thought, he suddenly heard someone approaching.

"Your Majesty, I can't stop you. You start working as soon as you return," Justia observed.

"Princess Justia, it's been a while," Abel greeted her.

"Are you ready?" she asked.

"What?"

"You should receive it—an introduction."

"Ah! I guess my opponent has been decided," Abel replied.

"Yes, I had a hard time choosing since you wanted such a pretty woman."

Abel looked at Princess Justia in disbelief. No, wasn't that obvious? Personality and financial ability were things to consider later.

First and foremost, the meeting wouldn't work unless he liked her. The same went for the other side, of course.

"I've prepared something special for you, so don't worry."

"Haha! I'll trust only in you, Princess," Abel said with a grin as he headed to the Duchy of Crawford with high expectations.

Abel arrived at the Duchy of Crawford, anticipation threading through him as he stepped into the lavish estate. He couldn't deny the curiosity rising within him—Princess Justia had claimed she had gone to great lengths to arrange a special introduction. It was, after all, a meeting that could shift his fortunes even further. Yet, in the back of his mind, he couldn't shake the thought that it was unusual for her to involve herself so personally.