Lynch's voice wasn't particularly loud, but not too soft either. Naturally, the topics he discussed quickly spread.
Given his previous monts of prominence, people didn't easily dismiss his words as insignificant. Most of those present were successful individuals. They understood that when a person's words were valued by a president of a country, even if he made an offhand remark, people would still try to interpret its deeper aning.
So of what he said reached Severella's ears. However, she was in the middle of a conversation with her mother about the latest gossip among the elite won, and she didn't have the ti to seek out Lynch, nor would it have been proper to do so.
The celebration continued until around eight in the evening before the crowd slowly dispersed. As Lynch's date to the event, Severella naturally had to leave with him—it was etiquette, a rule no one could break, even if she was Mr. Waldric's daughter.
On the way back to the hotel, Severella recalled how Lynch had mingled with people much older and seemingly more influential than him in the hall earlier. He had chatted with them effortlessly, never giving the impression that he was the one in the weaker position. In fact, it almost felt as though everyone was intently listening to him.
For girls of more ordinary backgrounds, such situations might not matter much. These girls seed to care more about a boy's looks, his wealth, and whether he could create a romantic atmosphere.
Many girls would lose sothing precious after a romantic dinner; they only cared about shallow matters.
But for soone like Severella, from her background, things like appearance, wealth, and romance weren't as important as what she had seen today—Lynch's poise.
Lynch possessed a grace and intelligence that equaled, if not surpassed, anyone. This was what intrigued Severella and, perhaps, what she longed for.
She recalled a question soone had asked Lynch earlier. At the ti, she had missed the answer, but now, for so reason, she felt compelled to revisit it. "Lynch, soone asked you earlier what you would do if your partner had no money. How did you answer?"
The question wasn't entirely accurate and required context. It had co up during a conversation Lynch had about international trade, posed by a middle-aged gentleman.
Many believed that if they could open international markets and expand trade freely, demand would increase, and the economy of the Federation would soon recover.
However, so disagreed. This was normal—if so people believed sothing to be true, others would naturally believe it to be false.
Those who opposed the idea argued that most countries had suffered severe economic impacts after the war. Except for a few with strong economies, many nations were nearly bankrupt.
Especially the defeated countries—they not only had to cede land but also pay enormous war reparations. These paynts forced them to print money in ridiculous amounts to et the astronomical compensation demands.
In such a situation, even if people in many regions were willing to buy advanced Federal products, they lacked the money and purchasing power, potentially causing further harm to the economy instead of improving it.
Hence, soone had asked him: What if the other party in international trade wanted to buy their products but couldn't afford them?
Lynch quickly rembered the mont and turned his head toward Severella. "I didn't know you'd be interested in our conversation." He didn't answer imdiately but expressed curiosity about why she was asking.
She smiled. "There's no special reason. I just missed your answer and the question is bothering , like it's bothering others. If you don't want
to lose sleep over it, tell
the answer."
Lynch soon provided his answer, but even after Severella returned to her hotel, tidied up, and went ho, she was still confused by it.
Around eleven that night, the Waldric couple finally returned ho. Usually, Severella would already be asleep by this ti. Won need more sleep than n, and at 9:45 p.m., Severella would normally be in bed with the lights out, as instructed by the maid. But tonight, she had stayed up.
When her parents entered the living room, they saw her. As soon as she heard the noise, she turned off the TV and stood to greet them.
Mr. Waldric curiously asked, "What has you waiting for us this late?" He handed his coat to the maid and sat on the couch.
Severella recounted the gist of the discussion, her question, and Lynch's response. She was still puzzled and had turned to her all-knowing father for help.
"...That's roughly it, and then Lynch said that it doesn't matter if they don't have money, just lend them the money. Father, I still don't understand why. What's the benefit?"
At first, Mr. Waldric maintained his calm, tapping his fingers on the leather sofa. But the more he listened, the more he realized that this was not a simple, amusing answer—it had touched on sothing far deeper.
The "answer" Severella shared involved economics, finance, social relations, and international politics...
On the surface, it seed like a simple, even absurd, response. But it was far from ordinary.
Lending money to others to buy your own products isn't just one act—it is two.
The first is lending money, an independent action unrelated to anything else.
The second is the borrower spending the money to buy your goods, another independent event.
If you work it backward, it becos easier to understand.
You can't afford my products, so I lend you the money to buy them. I sell my goods and make a profit, and you still owe
a large sum. That debt doesn't disappear; it grows with interest.
This seemingly simple process establishes a system of domination. At a deeper level, when a particular currency becos widely circulated and valued within a region, individuals will naturally begin to accumulate and store it, while rejecting less stable currencies. As a result, the issuer of the dominant currency gains the ability to exert economic control over the entire region.
On a larger scale, it touches on international politics. When a region uses another country's currency, speaks its language, and buys its products, people in that environnt may start to feel like they are part of that other country.
It's very possible. When Lynch ntioned "economic war" earlier, many expanded on that idea.
Economic war, military war, cultural war.
Although people didn't fully understand these forms of war yet, Lynch's question and answer subtly explained what non-military warfare ant.
Mr. Waldric fell silent for a long ti, pondering many things.
His consortium was also preparing for international trade, helping the Federation expand its global influence. They had discussed many strategies before, but now he felt that Lynch's approach might be the most effective.
He even thought of more—like only accepting repaynt in Federal Thors, thereby controlling labor flows in a region and defeating native competitors.
A terrifying young man. Mr. Waldric had to admit this. Lynch was a frightening young man, and it was chilling.
His thinking was ruthless. When a region beca dependent on the Federation, it would lose most of its power—social, political, even military.
It was a seemingly benign but deeply malicious thod. What was even more frightening was that Lynch hadn't kept it to himself. Soon, everyone in the Federation who needed to know would be aware of his ideas—a true philosophy of exploitation.
Yet no one, not the capitalists nor the Federal governnt, would oppose this idea. Instead, they would let it happen, because this form of external exploitation would ultimately benefit the Federation, providing the montum needed to revive its economy.
In this great era, anyone who resisted these systems and rules would naturally find themselves opposing the Federation. Even if they didn't beco direct enemies, they would end up on the blacklist of Federal capitalists.
Though Lynch hadn't done much—just proposed a solution, he had tied the entire Federation's capitalists to his idea.
Coming to his senses, Mr. Waldric began thinking about sothing else. Not long ago, he had discussed about Lynch with his wife in the car. He admitted that Lynch was an excellent young man, but not suitable for their daughter—not just because Lynch was younger, but because of his intellect, ability, and decisiveness. Severella was no match for him.
Mr. Waldric might not leave all his wealth to Severella, but if they were together, that inheritance would undoubtedly beco Lynch's, not their daughter's.
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