You Were Supposed to Be a Down-and-Out Lord, So How Did You Become King of the North?

[Overpowered protagonist + Lordly rivalries + System + Dragons + Tycoon fantasy]

My name is Ross. Born into a collateral branch of the family, I became a down-on-his-luck nobleman and frontier lord, about to be exiled to the northern border.

But there was no need to panic. Ross had awakened the [Population Dividend System].

For every additional resident in his territory, he automatically earned one gold coin each morning.

In this chaotic northern borderland, where human life was worth so little, Ross’s eyes lit up as he welcomed all the despised slaves, refugees, and even members of other races.

“My god, is this frontier lord crazy? He’s feeding these slaves rice and meat!”

“And the houses these slaves live in are better than ours!”

“…”

“Come to my territory! We serve rice and plenty of meat, and the houses have three bedrooms and a living room. We pay in gold coins, not silver!”

Years later, a crowd of emissaries from the territory knelt before a metropolis of several million people, scratching their heads in bewilderment.

“Weren’t we supposed to be down on our luck?”

“We’ve unified the entire chaotic northern border!”