Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Although Queen Elizabeth's voice trembled slightly, it still carried a regal dignity as she tried to extract the reason behind Rebar's actions. Even in this perilous situation, she didn't want to die in ignorance.

Rebar chuckled and said, "Of course, it's to seize the throne."

He spoke with a nonchalant air, as if the throne were a mere object placed before him, easily attainable. He simply had to reach out and take it.

Upon hearing this, Queen Elizabeth was first taken aback, then chuckled and shook her head, saying, "If it were for the throne, you could have made your move when the Queen Mother passed away. There's no need to wait until now. You have other schemes."

Her eyes revealed an all-knowing wisdom. Having spent many years immersed in the palace, she deeply understood the intricacies of power transitions. Rebar's actions at this moment were definitely not as simple as they appeared on the surface; there must be a deeper conspiracy hidden behind them.

Rebar was momentarily stunned, Queen Elizabeth having seen through his thoughts with a single sentence. The smug expression he had originally worn froze for a moment.

However, he quickly revealed a cruel smile, a smile like the eerie laughter of a night owl, filled with endless gloom and viciousness.

"Indeed, nothing in this palace can be hidden from you. But it doesn't matter, you should be on your way too." As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand, and a powerful force began to gather in his palm. That force flickered with a strange light, clearly indicating his intention to kill Queen Elizabeth.

Less than a minute after Rebar left the Emerald Palace, the originally tranquil palace seemed to be cursed by a demon, suddenly engulfed in a surging heatwave.

In an instant, raging flames spread at an alarming rate, like a hungry beast, baring its fangs and claws, devouring everything around it.

The flames displayed a very peculiar color, a ghostly purple tinged with blue, shimmering with a chilling light in the darkness.

The fire was extremely fierce, each spark of flame seeming to have a life of its own, frantically licking the walls, furniture, and the ground.

The "crackling" sound of the flames burning echoed through the silent night sky like the laughter of the Grim Reaper.

The surrounding guards and palace maids rushed over in terror, attempting to extinguish the flames with water-based magic.

However, to their despair, when the pure power of water elements came into contact with the flames, it was as if they were swallowed by the fire, disappearing without a trace, having no effect on curbing the fire.

The fire continued to spread, billowing thick smoke into the sky, enveloping the entire Emerald Palace in an atmosphere of doom.

The fire seemed to be Rebar's last curse, intended to completely incinerate all evidence related to his conspiracy, filling this dark night with fear and destruction, plunging the royal family into deeper chaos and despair in the face of this sudden disaster.

By the time the raging fire that had swept through the night was finally extinguished, the sky was already tinged with the pale white of dawn.

The morning sunlight tried to penetrate the still lingering smoke, shining on the devastated Emerald Palace, but only reflected a heartbreaking scene.

The scene before them was even more tragic than the ruins of the Matheria Palace. It could no longer be simply called ruins, but a complete collapse.

Huge stones and charred beams were piled haphazardly together, and the once magnificent palace was now only a pile of broken walls.

Those exquisite murals and precious ornaments had all been reduced to ashes in the fire, leaving only a patch of blackness, as if silently telling the horror and despair of last night.

The three most important palaces in the imperial palace had suffered such great changes in just two short days.

First, the Empress Dowager was assassinated, and now the Queen has encountered misfortune in the Emerald Palace, and a palace symbolizing the majesty of the royal family has also collapsed.

This series of disasters is undoubtedly the greatest challenge to the rule of the Prague family.

The entire imperial palace was shrouded in a heavy atmosphere, with fear, sadness, and anger intertwined, pressing on everyone's heart like dark clouds.

And this time, Emperor Gustav did not personally visit the scene as usual.

When he learned the news of the fire in the Emerald Palace, the blow, like a bolt from the blue, caused him to spit out a mouthful of blood, and then his eyes went dark and he fainted.

This monarch, who had been in control of the fate of the empire, was now also overwhelmed by these successive bad news.

His body lay weakly on the bed, his face as pale as paper, and the surrounding priests were busy and overwhelmed, and the entire court was plunged into panic and unease, as if the whole world had lost its direction at this moment.

At the same time, the faint light of dawn shone on the tall and heavy city gates of the imperial capital. As the city gates slowly opened, several figures flashed out quickly like ghosts, heading towards several borders of the empire.

Their figures were faintly visible in the morning mist, as if carrying some unspeakable mission. The sound of horses' hooves was rapid and powerful, echoing in the silent streets, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

Inside the imperial palace, it was now like a habitat for frightened birds, and everyone was in a state of panic.

Everyone's face was filled with fear and unease, and the palace maids and eunuchs shuttled through the corridors, but they all looked flustered and flustered.

Empress Nina solemnly summoned most of the concubines in the harem.

In the palace hall, the candlelight flickered, and the light and shadow danced on the faces of the concubines, reflecting their expressions of worry or expectation.

"The harem cannot be without a master for a day." Empress Nina glanced majestically at the concubines present. She was wearing gorgeous clothes, every detail showing her dignity, but the ambition in her eyes was as difficult to hide as a candlelight in the dark night.

"Now that the royal family has suffered such a disaster, we cannot sit idly by. His Majesty is unwell, and the Empress Dowager and the Queen have passed away one after another. Someone needs to stand up to take charge of the harem and even the entire royal family."

The concubines looked at each other, they understood the deep meaning in Empress Nina's words, but they did not dare to express their opinions easily. Seeing everyone silent, Empress Nina raised the corners of her mouth slightly and continued, "At this time, we should work together to overcome the difficulties. Before His Majesty recovers, I will temporarily act as the master of the harem to stabilize the situation. I wonder what you sisters think?"

A bold concubine frowned slightly and said softly, "Empress, this matter is of great importance. Should we wait for His Majesty's decree? Moreover, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Empress Matheria are still there. We are afraid that it would be inappropriate to make a decision without authorization."