Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Du Fei, with a respectful yet proud expression, said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, you can rest assured and leave the matter of the goods to me. Please take a moment to rest, and I will handle it shortly."

Soren nodded with a smile upon hearing this, stepped out of the carriage, and said to Du Fei, "Then I shall trouble you with this matter, Lord Du Fei. Thank you for your efforts."

Du Fei nodded slightly, indicating his understanding.

Subsequently, Soren strode forward, walking slowly towards the steward Sass, his gaze as cold as a knife. He stopped in front of the steward Sass and asked in a low, powerful voice, "Steward Sass, you committed murder in the street. According to the laws of the Empire, what should be the punishment?"

The unquestionable authority in his words made Steward Sass shudder, his face turning pale.

The atmosphere around them became tense, and everyone held their breath, waiting for Soren's next move.

Seeing the pale face of Steward Sass, but receiving no immediate response, Soren felt a surge of anger in his heart. He stared intently at Steward Sass, repeating in a cold voice, "Steward Sass, I ask you, what is the punishment under Imperial law for committing murder in the street?"

Steward Sass was now sweating profusely, knowing that he could not escape the crimes he had committed. He trembled as he stammered, "Acc... according to Imperial law, those who commit murder in the street should... should be executed."

Soren's lips curled into a cold smile upon hearing this. He turned to face the crowd and announced loudly, "Since Steward Sass himself is clear about Imperial law, then I shall act according to the law. Guards, seize Steward Sass, take him back to the royal palace, and await further orders!"

At Soren's command, several guards immediately stepped forward and subdued Steward Sass.

Steward Sass now looked desperate, knowing that he could not escape the crimes he had committed, but he was still unwilling to give up. He shouted loudly, "Seventh Prince, I am the steward of your mother's clan, the Vella family! I am acting on behalf of the First Prince! You cannot treat me like this!"

Hearing Steward Sass's defense, Soren felt a surge of anger in his heart. He asked coldly, "There are several lives here. Are you a noble? What right do you have to decide their fate?"

Steward Sass shook his head, his voice trembling, "I am not a noble..."

"Then are you a member of the royal family?" Soren continued to press, his tone becoming colder.

Steward Sass shook his head again, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes.

Seeing this, Soren said coldly, "You are neither a noble nor a member of the royal family, yet you dare to treat human lives so carelessly, regarding them as mere grass. Not only have you committed crimes yourself, but you have also implicated the Vella family and the First Prince, which is truly heinous! Do you think you can escape responsibility by invoking your mother's clan and your elder brother? Let me tell you, in the face of Imperial law, no one can engage in favoritism or corruption!"

Hearing Soren's words, the despair in Steward Sass's heart deepened. He knew that he was truly finished this time. If he continued to make wild accusations, even if the Seventh Prince did not act, the family and the First Prince would not let him go.

Seeing this, Soren said no more. He turned to the guards and ordered, "Take Steward Sass back to the State Affairs Office and await further orders! At the same time, send people to investigate the whole affair and bring all those involved to justice!"

The guards responded and quickly subdued and escorted Steward Sass away.

The surrounding crowd began to discuss among themselves, expressing their admiration for Soren's fairness and impartiality.

With such a fair and impartial prince sitting in the West District, their safety would be better guaranteed.

Seeing that Steward Sass had been taken away, Soren turned to Du Fei and instructed, "Lord Du Fei, I leave the matter of the goods to you. Be sure to complete it as soon as possible, without any mistakes."

Du Fei replied respectfully, "Yes, Your Highness. I will do my best and live up to your trust."

Soren nodded, expressing his satisfaction. He knew Du Fei's capabilities and was confident in the matter of the goods.

Soren turned his gaze to Iton, with a hint of admiration and curiosity. He asked, "Knight, what is your name?"

Iton quickly returned a standard knight's salute and replied respectfully, "Your Highness, my name is Iton Avignon, a wandering knight."

Soren couldn't help but chuckle when he heard the title "wandering knight." He understood that Iton called himself that perhaps out of humility or inferiority, but such a statement would cause most nobles to underestimate his strength.

Knight families who can become wandering knights are generally not strong, or they are knights who have obtained merit by chance and have been conferred titles. It is very difficult for them to maintain their family territory, and they can easily bankrupt themselves if they are not careful.

Cas frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied with Iton's seemingly self-deprecating behavior. He believed that as a knight, one should have one's own pride and dignity, and not easily demean one's status.

Soren restrained his smile and said to Iton seriously, "Knight Iton, your performance today was outstanding. You have fulfilled the duties of a knight. I have observed that you have considerable strength and a firm sense of justice, which is what I admire."

He paused and continued, "I am currently forming a team to fight for the better lives of the people of the West District, and we are lacking excellent knights like you. I wonder if you would be willing to become my follower, fight alongside me, and jointly protect the peace and tranquility of this land?"

Iton was extremely excited to hear Soren's invitation. He knew that as a wandering knight, it was a great honor to be appreciated and invited by the Seventh Prince, especially since the Seventh Prince's declaration was very much in line with his ideal country. He immediately knelt on one knee and replied solemnly, "Your Highness, I am willing! I, Iton Avignon, will swear to follow you and fight to the end for the better lives of the people of the West District!"

Cas also showed a disdainful smile, in his opinion, Iton was just lucky, it just so happened that His Highness was in urgent need of manpower, otherwise this kind of wandering knight would not even have the qualifications to recommend himself to His Highness.

The news quickly spread throughout the capital. Whether it was noble residences or commoner alleys, people flocked to the gate of the State Affairs Office, wanting to find out what was going on. They discussed among themselves, some with horrified expressions, some with indignation, and others silently praying, hoping that this tragedy could end as soon as possible.