Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

This incident was actually a test that Gustav gave to Soren, equivalent to a pledge of loyalty.

If Soren could not properly handle this matter, then Gustav would have to reconsider the choice of crown prince.

This not only reflected Gustav's expectations of Soren but also demonstrated his emphasis on the stability of the royal family and the inheritance of power.

Soren looked troubled, then nodded and said, "Father, I know what to do."

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At the moment Soren lowered his head, no one noticed the slight upward curve of his lips, revealing a hint of sinister smile.

However, when he raised his head again, his face was full of regret.

"First, take Crown Prince Rast to the prison, I will personally conduct the interrogation," Soren said.

Rast wanted to beg for mercy, but before he could make a sound, he was knocked unconscious by a fierce slap from a dark guard.

Rast had clearly overestimated his position in the emperor's heart, and at the same time underestimated the weight of Crown Prince Soren in the emperor's heart.

The key reason why Nicholas had repeatedly assassinated Soren without being punished was that he had not left any evidence of the assassination.

Moreover, Nicholas was Gustav's eldest son, his first child, which gave Nicholas a special significance.

At that time, Soren had not yet been made crown prince, so Gustav did not delve into Nicholas's behavior, turning a blind eye to his assassination attempts.

But now the situation was completely different.

Soren had grown up, he had made great contributions to the empire, almost supporting half of the empire, and his talent was even more amazing, having reached a terrifying level nine. According to this development trend, he would definitely become a Saint-level powerhouse in the royal family in the future.

In Gustav's view, ten Rasts were not as valuable as one Soren.

In the dark and damp space of the palace dungeon, filled with a stench.

Rast was tightly bound to the cold and blood-stained rack by heavy iron chains.

The shadow guards were grim-faced, like ruthless ghosts.

One of the shadow guards suddenly grabbed a red-hot branding iron from the side, the branding iron emitting a chilling red glow in the darkness, and sizzling with heat.

Without hesitation, he pressed the branding iron fiercely against Rast's chest. With a "tsst" sound, the smell of burning flesh instantly filled the air.

Rast let out a heart-wrenching scream, the scream echoing in the narrow dungeon, as if a wail from hell.

Another shadow guard held a barbed whip, the barbs on the whip glinting coldly in the dim light.

He waved the whip and lashed it fiercely on Rast's back. Each lash made Rast's body tremble violently, his skin split open, and blood splattered out, splashing on the shadow guard's face.

The shadow guard was unmoved, instead whipping even harder, coldly saying, "Speak! Speak! Who else is in your gang?"

Another shadow guard picked up a basin of salt water with a pungent smell and splashed it violently on Rast's wound-covered body.

The wounds were stimulated by the salt water as if a myriad of ants were gnawing at them. Rast convulsed in pain, the veins on his forehead bulging, and large beads of sweat kept rolling down.

His breathing also became weaker and weaker. Struggling in this endless pain for three days, he had long been tortured beyond recognition, leaving only that faint breath to linger on.

Soren quietly looked at Rast, who was tied up with ropes and covered in wounds, his face full of regret.

Soren said softly, "I have warned you, why did you still choose such a risky path?"

Rast glared at Soren weakly, then lowered his head.

Since he was sent to the dungeon, the shadow guards had subjected him to three days of severe torture. Now, he only had his last breath to barely support him.

Soren still earnestly said, "As long as you are willing to hand over what you know, I can plead with Father, at most he will exile you to the border, so that you can at least save your life."

Rast raised his head, his face full of disdain, and said, "Do you think I would believe your words?"

The shadow guard couldn't help but remind him, "Your Highness, you are too merciful."

Soren replied, "For my own brothers, I have always been more tolerant, but for enemies,

I have never been soft-hearted."

The shadow guard recalled his experience following Soren during this time, nodded slightly, and then led his men out of the dungeon.

Soren slowly walked to Rast's side, a playful smile appearing on his face.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly, "Are you really unwilling to hand over the things that threaten the Crodo family to me?"

At the moment Soren spoke, the aura on his body suddenly changed drastically, as if he had become a different person.

Rast's body couldn't help but shiver, his heart constantly shouting: "This is the hypocritical Soren."

Rast clenched his teeth tightly and stubbornly said, "I don't know what you are talking about?"

He knew very well that once that thing was in Soren's hands, Princess Wenna would definitely not have a good ending.

Anyway, this assassination of the Crown Prince had already failed. He knew that he would not escape death no matter what. Since he was going to die anyway, he might as well take this secret to the underworld forever.

Soren looked at Rast, the smile on his face undiminished, and he calmly took out a necklace from his space ring.

"It doesn't matter, I never intended to ask anything from your mouth."

This necklace was bought from the Honored One, and it only had one special function, which was to search soul memories, just like the soul-searching spell in the world of cultivation.

For a powerhouse of the undead system, this kind of magic item was not a precious thing, so Soren only spent two pounds of magic crystals to buy it.

Rast looked at the eerie, snow-white necklace in Soren's hand, and a strong sense of fear instinctively surged from the depths of his heart. He shouted in panic, "I really don't know anything."

Soren ignored his shouting, and he tightly grasped the necklace in one hand, and quickly grabbed towards Rast's neck with the other hand.