Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

As Yasso returned to the bustling capital, covered in dust from his journey, Soren began the establishment of the Imperial Bank with great intensity.

This novel concept caused quite a stir in the capital, with people discussing the birth of this new bank.

Soren had a keen eye; he saw the various inconveniences that nobles and merchants faced when carrying large amounts of cash during long-distance trade.

Therefore, he promised everyone that whether in the distant northwestern provinces or in the capital, they could safely deposit their money into the bank.

Upon returning to the capital, they could easily withdraw their funds by simply visiting the Imperial Bank, without having to worry about safety issues during the journey.

This innovative move was undoubtedly a great boon for those senior military officers who had made a fortune during the war.

Many of them had accumulated thousands, or even several thousand, gold coins during the war.

In the past, these heavy gold coins had to be carried in a sturdy wooden box, always on guard against being stolen in the middle of the night.

"Your Highness, can this bank really guarantee the safety of our funds?" a senior military officer with a full beard asked doubtfully.

Soren responded with a smile, "Of course. Our Imperial Bank has the most stringent security measures. Your funds will be safer than if they were under your own bed."

The officers nodded in agreement upon hearing this, with relieved smiles on their faces.

They knew that with the Imperial Bank, they would no longer have to worry about how to safely carry large amounts of cash.

And Soren, with this innovation, would soon become the man who controlled the most cash flow in the capital.

In the major military camps, Soren received the firm support of many senior military officers, but many officers still maintained a wait-and-see attitude, harboring doubts.

This situation made Soren feel somewhat棘手, and he urgently needed to break this stalemate and bring more officers into his camp.

After pondering for a moment, a rather insidious but potentially effective plan flashed through Soren's mind.

His words revealed firmness and loyalty. Although his status and position were different now than before, he had never forgotten his former "skills," which included theft—a "traditional skill" that had once supported him.

"Very good."

A sly glint flashed in Soren's eyes, and he said in a low voice, "I need you to—" He explained the task in detail.

After listening to Soren's plan, Duffy showed a sly smile and said confidently, "Don't worry, Your Highness! I'm very familiar with this kind of thing."

Soren glared at him and pretended to be angry, humming, "You be careful. If you get caught, even if you use my name, you'll still get a beating."

Duffy felt a warmth in his heart, knowing that His Highness the Crown Prince was vouching for him. He nodded gratefully: "Understood, Your Highness. I will be careful."

Watching Duffy's departing figure, Soren couldn't help but laugh.

Corena asked in confusion, "Brother, are you really not afraid that Duffy will ruin your reputation?"

Soren restrained his smile, but his eyes still held a hint of slyness: "Afraid? Of course, I'm afraid. But the premise is that Duffy has to be caught. As long as he acts carefully and doesn't leave any traces, who can ruin my reputation?" After saying that, he chuckled again, as if he had foreseen the success of the plan.

Late at night, everything was silent, with only the occasional chirping of insects and the sound of a gentle breeze blowing through the treetops.

Duffy, dressed in a black tights, cast a stealth spell, like a nimble cheetah, quietly approaching Centurion Kaduson's camp.

He secretly rejoiced that the moonlight tonight was not bright, providing him with excellent cover.

Outside the camp, several guards were standing guard drowsily.

This was also because there was no war in the Northwest, and the soldiers' vigilance gradually decreased. Duffy held his breath, carefully bypassing them, moving lightly and quickly. He knew that any negligence could put him in an irreversible situation.

Finally, he arrived at Centurion Kaduson's camp.

A faint snoring sound came from inside the tent, indicating that Kaduson was asleep.

Duffy gently lifted the corner of the tent and slipped in.

The camp was dark, with only a few rays of moonlight shining on the ground through the cracks.

Duffy widened his eyes, trying to adapt to the dim light.

He looked around and soon found the treasure chest where the gold coins were stored.

It lay quietly in the corner, as if waiting for his arrival.

Duffy walked towards the treasure chest with light hands and feet, feeling both nervous and excited.

The success or failure of this operation would directly affect his position in Crown Prince Soren's heart.

Therefore, he had to be careful and cautious, and could not afford to make any mistakes.

The moment he touched the treasure chest, a strange excitement surged in his heart.

He gently opened the treasure chest, and suddenly, golden light shone, and dazzling gold coins came into view.

Duffy swallowed, suppressing the greed and excitement in his heart.

He quickly and orderly put the gold coins into the prepared cloth bag, trying not to make any noise.

Just then, a burst of footsteps suddenly came from outside the camp.

Duffy was shocked and immediately hugged the cloth bag tightly in his arms, holding his breath and listening intently to the movement outside.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, seemingly heading towards the camp.

Duffy's heartbeat accelerated, and sweat dripped from his forehead.

He looked around, looking for a hiding place.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on Kaduson's bed.

He quickly and lightly鑽了進去, clinging to the bottom of the bed, fearing being discovered.

The footsteps stopped outside the camp, followed by the sound of lifting the tent.

Duffy was extremely nervous, and he could even clearly hear his own heartbeat.

"Kaduson, that fellow, is really lacking in vigilance. It's a wonder he survived the battlefield until now," a patrolling officer said in a low voice.

Because Duffy activated his keen magic, his perception reached several times its original level. Duffy could hear clearly what only two people could hear.

"Who told him to have the Winches family backing him? I heard that he also transported a lot of shady things for the Winches family."

"Shut up! Do you want to die!"

The sound stopped abruptly, and the footsteps then moved away.

Duffy breathed a sigh of relief, secretly rejoicing.

He just wrote down all the words he had just heard, and he heard that His Highness the Crown Prince had recently had a very stiff relationship with some Winches family.

"This news might be useful to His Highness the Crown Prince."

Duffy carefully crawled out from under the bed and continued to put the remaining gold coins into the cloth bag.

This time he was faster and more skilled, fearing another accident.

Finally, the last gold coin also fell into the cloth bag.

Duffy gently closed the treasure chest and carefully left the camp.