Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

“Let’s leave this matter to Captain Jett.” Soren muttered to himself, a stern glint in his eyes.

He knew the pirates' mercenary nature well; as long as they were given enough enticement, they would swarm the target like sharks smelling blood.

Therefore, Soren decided to issue "Letters of Marque" to the pirates.

This move was undoubtedly throwing a huge piece of meat to the pirates; once they held this license, they could legally plunder enemy ships and seize property to a certain extent, which was an irresistible attraction for pirates who lived a life of licking blood from their blades.

“I believe those pirates will work very hard for him.” Soren slightly curved the corners of his mouth, revealing a confident smile.

He seemed to already see pirates sailing warships on the vast sea, pouncing on the island continent's merchant fleets like a pack of wolves, throwing them into chaos and making the island continent regret their previous provocations.

Under Soren's meticulous planning, a maritime storm against the island continent was about to begin.

Of course, if Soren also hinted at them to plunder the Border King's maritime cities and merchant fleets, it would undoubtedly be a heavy blow to the Border King.

After all, in the current complex situation, various forces were fighting openly and secretly, and the Border King had already stood on the opposite side of Soren. Now everyone was an enemy, and as long as the other party's strength could be weakened, any means seemed justifiable.

Soren had just returned to the palace and had not had time to rest when Empress Mariya rushed over.

Her figure was graceful, her steps hurried but still elegant, but her delicate face was full of worry, and the anxiety in her eyes was evident.

“Soren, I heard you were assassinated again.” Empress Mariya said anxiously as soon as she saw Soren, her voice trembling slightly, as if the assassination had happened to her. Her eyes scanned Soren up and down, seemingly to confirm that he was unharmed.

It was also true that because Soren often had secret trysts with Empress Mariya and Princess Wenna, his palace had long been emptied of maids to avoid leaks. He was becoming more cautious in his actions.

But even so, under the entanglement of love, their affection became more intense, as if that forbidden love had a special magic that made them deeply infatuated and unable to extricate themselves.

Soren felt a warmth in his heart when he saw Empress Mariya's worried look. Without thinking, he immediately took her soft body into his arms and hugged her tightly. He buried his head in Empress Mariya's hair and murmured, "Mariya, I miss you so much."

Those affectionate words seemed to pour out the longing of these days, allowing this love to flow freely between the two.

Empress Mariya blushed when she heard Soren's love words. She raised her head slightly, looking at Soren affectionately, with tears glistening in her eyes: "You scared me to death. Every time I hear you are in danger, my heart almost jumps out of my throat. If something happens to you, what am I going to do?"

as if venting the equally surging emotions in her heart.

Soren's hand slowly moved down her spine, and wherever it went, it caused her delicate body to tremble slightly, and every inch of her skin seemed to be ignited, revealing a charming blush.

Outside the window, the night was deep, and the palace was silent. The reason of the two was burned out. They were intoxicated in the love given by each other, forgetting all the power struggles and assassination crises, and in this short time, they wholeheartedly gave themselves to each other.

After a fierce battle, Soren and Empress Mariya lay lazily on the brocade couch, their faces still flushed from the fierce battle just now.

Empress Mariya raised her head slightly, her beautiful eyes full of worry and curiosity. She asked softly, "What exactly happened this time? What force assassinated you, deploying as many as eight Saint-level experts?"

Her voice was soft, but it was difficult to hide the tension and eagerness in her words. Her delicate eyebrows were slightly raised, and her mind was constantly imagining the extremely dangerous scene at that time.

Before establishing a relationship with Your Majesty, the entire Imperial Capital had only four Saint-level experts on the surface. This was already a powerful force that all parties were extremely afraid of.

Even counting the Saint-level experts in the Border Province, the number would definitely not exceed twenty. In everyone's perception,

Saint-level experts were as rare as phoenix feathers, and each one had the ability to turn clouds and rain.

Now, so many Saint-level experts suddenly appeared to deal with Soren. The conspiracy and power involved behind this were too shocking. It would be a problem if Empress Mariya wasn't nervous.

Soren gently stroked Empress Mariya's silky smooth hair, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, and said slowly, "The Maze Administrator Family and the Island Continent."

His tone was filled with gnashing hatred, and the sword light and shadows on the battlefield that day and the appearance of those Saint-level experts eyeing him covetously and wanting to put him to death appeared in his mind again.

Empress Mariya gasped when she heard this, her eyes full of shock: "It's them?

The Maze Administrator Family has always been ambitious, secretly controlling many resources. I didn't expect that they would dare to attack you so blatantly now. And that Island Continent has always been restless, always thinking about getting benefits in our empire. This time, they actually colluded together. It's really hateful!"

Soren gently held her hand and comforted her: "Mariya, don't be too angry. I have already discussed this matter with Your Majesty. Your Majesty will help me. We must make them pay a heavy price for this assassination."

Empress Mariya nodded slightly, nestled in Soren's arms, and said softly, "That's good, but you must be more careful and cautious in your actions in the future. I can't bear any more accidents happening to you." As she spoke, she rubbed closer to Soren's arms, as if only by getting closer could she dispel the lingering worry in her heart.

Soren hugged her tighter, kissed her forehead, and responded softly, "Don't worry, Mariya, for you, I will definitely take good care of myself."