Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Inside the grand villa of the Wenk Manor.

The lights blazed, and the sounds of people filled the air, as everything was prepared for the upcoming banquet.

A long red carpet stretched from the main gate to the entrance of the banquet hall, the lights on either side reflecting a warm and solemn atmosphere.

As night fell, luxurious carriages representing the major salt merchant families of the Imperial City gradually entered the manor.

The butler, Munster, dressed in a smart uniform, stood at the gate to personally welcome each guest, his face always maintaining a polite smile, fully displaying the nobility and hospitality of the Wenk Manor.

For the most elite nobles of the Imperial City, the reception was even more grand.

When the carriages of these top nobles slowly arrived, Soren, Yasso, and Korena, the three siblings, would personally step forward to greet them with warm handshakes and cordial greetings.

The performance of these three members of the royal family tonight surprised many nobles.

Only a few months had passed since the end of the national mourning period, but the feeling Soren and his siblings gave people was completely different from before.

Prince Soren, of course, was needless to say, dressed in a gorgeous礼服, he spoke and laughed freely, fully displaying the demeanor of the royal family.

Prince Yasso was also equally impressive.

He exuded an aura of confidence, completely different from his previous self.

He seemed at ease in his conversations with the nobles, demonstrating remarkable eloquence and knowledge.

The biggest change was Princess Korena.

Tonight, she was like a sharp sword, revealing her brilliance.

She wore a tight-fitting gown that perfectly accentuated her figure.

Her eyes were sharp and firm, as if she could see through everything.

In her interactions with the nobles, her words were sharp and her thinking was agile, forcing people to admire her talent and wisdom.

The arrangement and flow of the banquet were beyond everyone's expectations, lacking complicated rituals and lengthy speeches, and instead being concise and clear.

When all the guests had arrived, the banquet officially began.

Throughout the entire banquet, Prince Soren remained silent about the salt matter, filling Jackson and Tyrrell's hearts with doubt and unease.

They originally thought that this banquet was set up by Prince Soren to stabilize the salt market and reach a consensus with the various families, but now it seemed that things were not that simple.

Prince Soren's silence made them feel an invisible pressure, as if a storm was brewing.

What made them most uneasy was that Grandfather Reno had been invited by Ace Hall to dine at another table.

The guests at that table were all eighth-order transcendents, a level of strength they could only dream of.

In addition to the strongmen from the various families, Ace Hall and several court mages were also at that table, responsible for receiving these distinguished guests.

This unusual arrangement made Jackson and Tyrrell feel a strong sense of crisis.

Apart from the noble representatives of the Salt Guild, the representatives of the salt families all looked grave, and no one touched the delicious food on the table.

Finally, after a long wait, Prince Soren, full of food and drink, stood up and, with a smile, looked around: "Everyone, what follows is the highlight of tonight, and also the issue that everyone is most concerned about."

Tyrrell immediately captured the key information and asked in a timely manner: "Seventh Prince, is it about the future trend of salt?"

Soren nodded in affirmation, and Jackson and Tyrrell simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief.

They were originally worried that Soren would use the power of the court mage corps to put pressure on them, but now it seemed that there was still room for maneuver.

Tyrrell took the opportunity to wink at a salt family representative of a mid-level noble next to him. This representative immediately understood and stood up.

"Seventh Prince!" Gary Yev confidently opened his mouth: "Our Lambert family has accumulated some salt over the past few decades, but in recent years, natural and man-made disasters have continued, and the income of the family's territory has not been able to make ends meet. In order to maintain our livelihood, we often have to spend our days by offsetting debts."

Soren nodded to show his understanding and signaled Gary Yev to continue.

"As Your Highness said before, in order to stabilize the salt price in the Imperial City and for the stable development of the Imperial City, we are willing to fully cooperate with Your Highness." Gary Yev looked righteous, "As a member of the Imperial City, our Lambert family should contribute to the stability of the Imperial City. Therefore, we have decided to sell salt at a price lower than the market price, with the price set at 3.5 silver coins."

"3.5 silver coins?" Soren squinted his eyes and asked: "I wonder how much salt your family still has on hand?"

"Thirty-four thousand five hundred pounds." Gary Yev said proudly.

Soren smiled and nodded: "This price is not expensive. Wouldn't you be losing a full 500,000 gold coins?"

Tyrrell was secretly delighted, this opportunity was exactly what they were looking forward to. He quickly interjected: "That's right, that's right, this is what we should do. I know Your Highness is in urgent need, and we can sign the contract today. Nowadays, the market situation, who knows, it might even rise."

Prince Soren smiled slightly, without responding immediately.

The scene fell into a brief silence, and everyone was waiting for Prince Soren's next move.

"Oh, forget it, I'll take you to visit a place, and then I'll tell you the price in my heart." Soren said with a solemn face, looking worried. Yasso and Korena next to him almost couldn't help but laugh at his performance.

Korena quietly said to Yasso: "Royal Brother is so good at acting!"

Yasso nodded and replied: "We can't learn this, we just need to be expressionless tools."

Most of the salt family representatives present looked blank, not knowing what Soren was up to.

When they followed Soren to the outside of a workshop, the sound of tools colliding and the shouts of the serfs came from inside.

Tyrrell's face was the first to turn ugly, because he saw six large-scale workshops, which was obviously a huge salt production base.

At the same time, a serf happened to push out a large cart of salt, the white salt shining brightly in the firelight.

Soren coughed pretentiously and began to explain: "Everyone, the situation is like this. Due to the increasing number of immigrants to the Imperial City in recent years, the salt on the market is gradually failing to keep up with the needs of the people of the Imperial City. Therefore, after unremitting efforts, I and the Hallon family have finally developed a new salt refining process. The refining efficiency of this process is more than twenty times that of the original old process, and it does not require too many mage apprentices to assist and cooperate."