What? I Reincarnated into a Magic World as a Financial Mogul

Steam winches roared day and night, while phlogiston streetlamps burned through the night.

It was an age where mages, alchemists, and factory chimneys coexisted. Worn-out old coins went into the furnace to be reminted, while the bloody stench of money flowed quietly through the back alleys behind the casinos.

Lin En started out doing odd jobs sorting old coins at the Gray Cat Casino. Black-haired and dark-eyed, penniless, he nevertheless had an entire set of things in his mind that this world had yet to invent: reserve banking, credit, leverage, shell companies, and the knife of compliance.

Unhurried, he opened an exchange house, founded a trading company, and linked it to an alchemical furnace. With the cleanest ledgers, he built the biggest business.

This world had priests, mages, and a White Tower perched high above the clouds, but it had no god of commerce.

So Lin En rolled up his sleeves and decided to forge one for himself.