Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

The thought of Soren inheriting the throne sent a chill through Earl Stuart, his face darkening like a stormy sea.

His icy gaze seemed to penetrate everything, sending shivers down one's spine. His heart was filled with worry and unease, as if he could foresee a future of darkness and crisis.

Thinking of this, he knew that Soren would undoubtedly follow in the footsteps of Emperor Gustav, seizing any opportunity to reclaim the nobles' fiefdoms.

The fate of the Barony of Pafford was enough to illustrate everything. Look at the northwestern provinces now; not only have half the nobles been purged, but the newly conferred territories don't even amount to a third of what they were originally, all transformed into directly controlled imperial lands.

Earl Stuart clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white, a raging fire burning in his heart.

He secretly vowed never to sit idly by, allowing the imperial family to act so recklessly.

Especially when he thought about the imperial policy of nationalizing mineral resources implemented some time ago, he instantly understood everything.

It turned out that all of this was premeditated.

The Crown Prince had been eyeing the mines of the Barony of Pafford from the very beginning, and he would never believe that the recent miner's riot wasn't backed by the Crown Prince.

Although the private army of the Barony of Pafford only numbered over three hundred, there were more than thirty professionals.

To ensure the lord's safety, the baron's steward was even sent by Earl Stuart, a retired sixth-order knight.

Such strength would be enough to defend the territory under normal circumstances.

With a sixth-order knight guarding the castle gate, those mud-legged miners wouldn't be able to break into the castle even if they sacrificed all thousand of them. There must have been high-level professionals assisting them in breaking into the castle, and the mastermind behind this was self-evident.

Earl Stuart secretly resolved to unite the other nobles who owned iron mines, jointly resisting the oppression of the imperial family, and protecting their land and power.

Soren emerged from the Light Barrier, shrugging his shoulders, a hint of ease and confidence on his face.

He took out the skull of the undead lord. The skull, corroded by death energy, had become crystal clear, shimmering with a strange light in the sunlight, like some kind of carefully polished precious ore.

It was said to be a pretty good magical material, and Soren thought to himself that he could take it back and give it to his great-grandfather.

He was sure that his great-grandfather would love it.

Earl Stuart was shocked by Soren's easy suppression of the undead lord.

The strength displayed by this young Crown Prince far exceeded his expectations.

At the same time as this shock, he became even more certain that he could not allow Soren to ascend the throne.

Once Soren ascends the throne, with his powerful strength and decisive methods, the nobles' lives will inevitably become more difficult.

"Your Highness, the Crown Prince, is extraordinarily powerful. I admire you," Earl Stuart said, changing his previous tough attitude and smiling obsequiously at Soren. His face was full of smiles, but his eyes flickered with complex light.

He knew very well that, given the current situation, he could no longer confront Soren head-on and must adopt a more sophisticated strategy.

The Barony of Pafford had been occupied by the Royal Guards Cavalry, and even if Earl Stuart mobilized all the troops in the entire territory, it would be impossible to defeat them. What's done is done, and he can only start from other directions now.

Soren looked at Earl Stuart, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

"You flatter me, Earl, it's just some small tricks," Soren said calmly, neither becoming complacent because of Earl Stuart's flattery nor showing the slightest arrogance.

His eyes were deep and calm, staring intently at Earl Stuart, making Earl Stuart's scalp tingle.

"Your Highness is mighty!" Earl Stuart said nervously.

"This Crown Prince is just fulfilling his duty to maintain the peace of the empire. As for the rest, Earl, you don't need to say more," Soren's words revealed a kind of majesty and determination, making Earl Stuart's heart tremble.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Earl Stuart led the territory's private army back to the territory with the bodies of his daughter, son-in-law, and grandson.

Their figures gradually faded away, carrying heavy sorrow and anger.

Soren watched the departing back of the Stuart family's private army, revealing a cruel smile.

"What do you guys think that old guy Stuart is going to do next?" Soren's voice echoed in the air, with a hint of playfulness and anticipation.

Hiltin frowned slightly, immersed in thought, trying to guess Earl Stuart's next move.

Anka simply closed his eyes and rested, pretending not to hear. This kind of thing that requires brainpower is not suitable for him.

He is better at solving problems with force, rather than racking his brains to guess.

Instead, Jennifer spoke first: "If I were him, I would secretly send envoys to the territories of other nobles who own iron mines, spreading what happened today, conveying the current severe situation and the oppressive actions of the imperial family. The focus would be on emphasizing that if the nobles do not unite, they will all face the same fate."

"Then, use the social networks and relationships between the nobles to hold secret gatherings. At these gatherings, Earl Stuart would personally come forward, guiding these families to jointly discuss strategies to resist the imperial family," Jennifer continued, her eyes revealing wisdom and decisiveness.

Anka's eyes widened, and he said murderously: "They want to rebel!" His words were like a thunderbolt,

filling the air with a tense atmosphere.

Soren chuckled: "Rebel? They wouldn't dare. They all saw what happened to Prince Corin. Do you think their strength is stronger than Prince Corin's?" His tone was full of confidence and certainty.

In the game's plot, even during the period when the national strength was greatly depleted after Prince Corin was pacified, no nobles dared to launch a rebellion, let alone now that the imperial family's strength has greatly increased.

It is said that the emperor is secretly building a fourth 10,000-strong Royal Guard Cavalry.

With a large sum of money, the emperor waved his hand and expanded two imperial legions, one of which is stationed and training in the Northwest.

In addition, Grandmaster Alonso's achievement of becoming a Saint-level powerhouse and the newly established crossbow cavalry unit.

This series of measures has made the imperial family's strength rise to the sky. Even if the nobles have dissatisfaction in their hearts, they dare not act rashly.

Now, no matter which border king's fiefdom rises up in rebellion, confronting the imperial family is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg. If they are not careful, they will end up in pieces.