Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Therefore, Hank spared no effort in standing by Soren's side, offering advice and protecting him, hoping that this trip to the Imperial City would go smoothly and that all crises would be resolved invisibly.

At this moment, although Hank and Soren didn't explicitly state this, they exchanged glances that conveyed this unspoken understanding.

They continued to sit there, eating and chatting casually about the customs and past anecdotes of the Imperial City.

But in reality, they were still planning the specific strategies to deal with various forces next.

When Soren's carriage slowly drove into the Imperial City, the scene was like a grand festive celebration.

The news had already spread in the Imperial City, and people poured in from all directions, crowding the streets.

Men, women, and children were all craning their necks, their eyes shining with excitement and reverence, just to catch a glimpse of His Highness the Crown Prince.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince! Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

The cheers rose and fell, the sound like a surging tide, wave after wave, deafening.

Children were held high by adults, waving homemade small colored flags, the colorful flags dancing in the wind like a dazzling sea of flowers.

Young girls' eyes were full of admiration, they covered their mouths with their hands, shouting Soren's name, their cheeks flushed with excitement.

The old people were full of gratification, they knew that the young Crown Prince's heroic deeds in the Northwest were the hope of the empire.

Soren looked out of the carriage window, and a warm current surged in his heart as he looked at the enthusiastic people.

The cheers of these people were not only for his love, but also for his expectations.

He smiled and waved to the people, each wave triggering an even louder cheer.

The carriage, surrounded by the crowd, slowly drove towards the palace, this road was filled with the enthusiasm and expectations of the people, and it also strengthened Soren's determination to protect the empire and seek welfare for the people.

On the tall and majestic city walls of the Imperial Palace, the eldest princess, Meilin, stood there quietly, her clothes fluttering gently in the wind.

Her eyes were deep, silently watching the lively scene below, where the people cheered and welcomed Soren, and a dignified look flashed in her eyes.

Once upon a time, she thought Soren was just a young boy, although he had the title of Crown Prince, his foundation was unstable, and it was not difficult to manipulate him.

But now, after a series of battles in the Northwest, Soren has repeatedly made military achievements, not only has a high prestige in the army, but also won the sincere support of the people of the Imperial City, this position of Crown Prince is already in full swing, as solid as a rock.

It is really too difficult to directly threaten him from this position and pull him down, so difficult that she feels a little棘手.

However, Meilin is not someone who gives up easily, she narrowed her eyes slightly, thinking secretly in her heart,

The corners of her mouth curled up in a meaningful arc.

Although it is difficult to shake Soren's position as Crown Prince, she is still fully confident to disgust Soren, trip him up, and even, as long as the means are used skillfully, it is not impossible to make Soren's reputation stink for thousands of years.

It's just that she doesn't want to do this unless it's absolutely necessary.

After all, if this matter gets too big and involves too much, she is also afraid of getting burned and causing unnecessary trouble for herself, so she has to be cautious.

In the deep depths of the Imperial Palace, in a quiet and mysterious palace, the guardian of the royal family, the younger brother of Saint Prague II, Rebar Prague, was sitting in a dark corner.

In front of him was a crystal ball emitting a strange light, and the crystal ball clearly reflected Soren's figure, as well as the people around Soren.

Rebar Prague stared at the crystal ball, his eyes revealing a kind of狂热and desire.

With these fifty years, he would be able to retreat and practice in peace, to seek a breakthrough to the middle stage of the Holy Rank, and once he successfully broke through, he would most likely be received into the upper plane, and then he would be able to get rid of the many束缚of this mortal world, to pursue a higher realm, obtain more powerful power and endless glory.

It is not easy to attack Queen Maya, after all, she is a queen, and the mother of the Crown Prince, and Alonso has also broken through the Holy Rank, and if this matter is exposed, the consequences will be unimaginable.

With Alonso's character, he would really dare to kill into the palace and fight himself desperately.

So, before refining Queen Maya, he must eliminate her two major dependencies, one is her grandfather Alonso, and the other is Crown Prince Soren.

But the huge temptation was like a seed, and after being planted in Rebar Prague's heart, it had already begun to take root and sprout crazily, making him think about how to achieve this goal all the time.

Soren walked into the Holy Emblem Palace with steady steps, and as soon as his figure appeared, the eyes of the ministers focused on him.

The hall was silent, only Soren's footsteps echoed in the empty space, as if each step was stepping on the heartstrings of everyone.

Arriving at the center of the hall, Soren respectfully bowed down to Emperor Gustav, who was high above him.

His movements were standard and solemn, his forehead touching the ground, showing his respect for the emperor.

"Your son pays respect to Father Emperor," Soren's voice was loud and clear, echoing in the hall.

Emperor Gustav sat on the dragon chair, looking solemnly at Soren below.

His eyes were deep and complex, with a trace of relief at his son's return, but also hiding the elusive thoughts of an emperor.

The ministers watched silently from the side, some with scrutiny in their eyes, and some with curiosity.

After all, Soren was urgently summoned back to the Imperial City, and in the eyes of everyone, there must be extremely important matters to discuss.

The minds of the people in the court were different, and they were secretly pondering the reasons behind this, whether there was a new situation in the Northwest, or whether there was a major change within the royal family.

For a time, although the hall was quiet, the invisible guesses and undercurrents were surging quietly.

At the same time, Queen Maya had just returned to her familiar palace, and before she had time to rest, she received a message from the Empress Dowager summoning her.