Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

A hint of displeasure flashed in Empress Nina's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure, smiling as she said, "Sister is unaware, the current situation is precarious and ever-changing. By the time His Majesty's decree makes its round trip, who knows how many more unforeseen events will arise. His Highness the Crown Prince and Empress Malthya are busy with affairs and have no time to attend to the matters of the harem. If we do not take the initiative to shoulder the burden, and the harem falls into disarray, it will only add to their troubles."

Having said that, Empress Nina looked at Princess Wenna, who immediately understood and echoed, "What Sister says is absolutely right. Now, only Sister has the ability and prestige to preside over the harem. We should abide by Her Ladyship's arrangements."

With Princess Wenna taking the lead, some of the concubines who were originally wavering also nodded in agreement.

However, after Princess Wenna finished speaking, her expression became somewhat strange. She increasingly felt that Empress Nina was truly going mad, actually jumping out at this critical juncture.

Yet, there were still a few concubines whose faces revealed hesitation. They were well aware that Empress Nina's actions had the appearance of seizing power, but at this critical moment, they dared not openly object.

Seeing this, Empress Nina felt secretly pleased. She knew that as long as she applied a little more pressure, the position of mistress of the harem would be within easy reach.

"Sisters, we are all thinking of the imperial family. Now, with enemies surrounding us and internal troubles constantly arising, if the harem is unstable, how can the soldiers on the front lines fight with peace of mind? How can the people have confidence in the imperial family? I guarantee that during my temporary tenure as mistress of the harem, I will be fair and just, maintain order in the harem, and safeguard the dignity of the imperial family," Empress Nina said with fervor, as if she were truly dedicating herself to the imperial family.

Under Empress Nina's combination of soft and hard tactics, more and more concubines expressed their agreement.

Those concubines who still had objections, seeing that the tide had turned, could only helplessly acquiesce.

A subtle smile tugged at the corners of Empress Nina's lips. She knew that she was one step closer to the center of power.

From this moment on, she would use her identity as mistress of the harem to begin weaving her web of power, plotting a broader path for her ambitions, and the entire imperial family would be plunged into an even deeper vortex because of her ambition.

Empress Nina's series of small actions in the harem spread to Soren's ears as if they had wings.

When the news arrived, Soren was in his palace, his brow furrowed slightly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

In his opinion, Empress Nina's actions were nothing more than the antics of a jumping clown. Her attempt to grab a share in this chaotic situation was simply overestimating her abilities.

Now, with the situation so complex, Empress Nina's little tricks and ambitions could no longer pose a substantial threat to him.

The two heavy blows he had suffered in just two days seemed to have drained the vitality from his life, making him appear decades older.

His once majestic face was now covered with wrinkles, his eyes sunken, his lips chapped, each difficult breath like a final struggle with the Grim Reaper.

The surrounding priests were busy and flustered, various precious medicinal herbs and magical tools were brought in to try to save the Emperor's life, however, the Emperor's condition was still not optimistic, and the fate of the entire palace seemed to be swaying in the wind and rain along with the Emperor's life.

Late at night, the entire palace was immersed in a silence and sorrow, but the Holy Emblem Palace was brightly lit with candles.

Emperor Gustav, barely supporting his weak body, summoned Crown Prince Soren overnight.

Soren hurried over, and seeing the Emperor's withered appearance, he felt a pang of pain in his heart.

The Emperor's eyes revealed exhaustion and anger. He used his last bit of strength to tightly grasp Soren's hand, his voice weak but incredibly firm as he said, "Soren, now the imperial family has suffered such a calamity, the Empress Dowager and Empress have been murdered one after another. If we do not avenge this, what face does our Prague family have to stand in this world. As the Crown Prince, you must investigate the mastermind as soon as possible, and make them pay their blood debt."

Soren's eyes were filled with anger, he knelt on one knee, and replied with a resolute tone, "Father, rest assured, your son will do everything in his power to find the person behind this and avenge the Empress Dowager and Empress."

The Emperor nodded slightly, took a breath, and continued, "Soren, I have an important clue. Those things found at the assassination site, I once saw them with Rebar. Although I cannot determine it from this, he is highly suspected. In the process of your investigation, you must pay close attention to this person."

Soren frowned, Rebar's figure quickly flashing through his mind.

He had already suspected Rebar in his heart, and now the Emperor's words made him feel that Rebar was highly likely.

"Father, your son has remembered. Rebar has always been ambitious, and your son will thoroughly investigate his connection to this matter."

The Emperor released Soren's hand, waved it gently, "Go, Soren. The fate of the imperial family is now in your hands. Do not let me down."

Soren stood up, bowed to the Emperor, and then turned and left.

His steps were firm and powerful, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, carrying the determination to wash away the shame of the imperial family,

He stepped into the night of the palace shrouded in darkness, preparing to uncover the truth hidden behind the layers of fog.

Soren knew that time was pressing and the situation was critical, so he decided to abandon the step-by-step investigation method.

In his opinion, conventional investigations would only waste valuable time, giving the enemy more opportunities to hide their tracks or continue to plot conspiracies.

A surge of determination welled up in his heart, and he prepared to directly attack Rebar's palace and capture him with forceful means.

In his eyes, a mere Saint-level expert, even with some strength, was no longer in his eyes.

Now the imperial family is at a time of life and death, and decisive measures must be taken.

The clue revealed by the Emperor was like a flame ignited in his heart, which completely made up his mind.

He clearly realized that he could no longer delay.

The successive changes in the imperial family were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, setting off turbulent waves throughout the empire.

Those border kings, each harboring ulterior motives, were like a pack of hungry wolves lurking in the dark, waiting for the right opportunity.