Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Looking at the empty side hall, this was where the emperor punished princesses and princes. Of course, most of the punishments were copying scriptures, which was seen as a favor in the eyes of outsiders.

Soren calmed his heart and carefully copied each word, hoping to glean something from it. Meanwhile, Gustav stood on the corridor outside the window, gazing at him from afar, his eyes flickering with unfathomable light.

Soren paid more attention to practical work than the other princes. Other princes might not be clear, but in reality, every prince who became the Crown Prince had one thing in common: they were practical, understood the hardships of the people, and understood the difficulty of maintaining the empire's operation.

Copying until late at night, Soren was the only one left in the entire side hall still striving. The two packs of spicy sticks that he originally planned to offer as treasure were eventually opened by Soren, who ate and wrote at the same time.

Gustav originally just came over to take a look because he couldn't sleep, but in the deep of night, he was attracted by the smell of the spicy sticks. He happened to see Soren copying books while eating something, and that fragrance was coming from the food in Soren's hand.

Gustav, who had always been a glutton, came to Soren's back without anyone noticing, and the fragrance became more and more obvious.

"What are you eating?" Gustav's voice suddenly sounded, startling Soren, who was eating spicy sticks, almost to death. He quickly patted his chest.

"Father Emperor!"

Gustav unceremoniously picked up the paper bag on the table. The grease soaked through the paper bag, and the smell was very strong, but there was an indescribable fragrance.

Only the last spicy stick was left inside. He picked one up and put it in his mouth.

At first, Gustav wanted to spit it out because it was too spicy, but after chewing a few times, the chewy texture and the more he chewed, the more fragrant the taste, made Gustav couldn't help but close his eyes and savor it.

"Delicious, just a little spicy!" After Gustav finished eating, his mouth exuded the unique fragrance of spicy sticks.

In fact, these fragrances were all caused by adding flavorings.

The flavorings were found by Soren from the alchemy workshop some time ago, used to cover up the smell after feces fermentation, and then let people extract the spicy sticks-specific flavorings.

Soren reacted and quickly took out the last pack, tore open the packaging, and sent it to Gustav.

"Don't rush to thank me. Teach the imperial chefs how to make these spicy sticks these few days, so it will be convenient to eat them in the future." Gustav said lightly.

Soren nodded quickly. The method of making spicy sticks was not difficult. He would write it out tomorrow, and as for the ingredients, let the palace chefs worry about it.

"Father Emperor! Recently, your son has researched several snacks, but some materials are only available in the imperial kitchen..." Soren said softly.

Hearing that Soren had researched several new snacks, Gustav waved his hand.

"This is simple. I will issue an order tomorrow. You can freely allocate the resources of the imperial kitchen. I hope the new dishes you have researched will not disappoint me." Gustav put away the remaining half pack of spicy sticks, preparing to save them for tomorrow.

Although these spicy sticks are a bit spicy, it is estimated that the Empress Dowager and the Empress have not tasted them, so leave some for them to taste as well.

Soren looked at Gustav's departing back, a little dumbfounded, and at the same time understood why Nicholas liked to leave the palace and wander around so much, but Gustav still had a supportive attitude towards him. It is estimated that every once in a while, he would bring folk snacks and the like for Gustav to taste.

Leaving the side hall, Soren stretched his waist, then called a golden-armored guard and ordered: "I have finished copying, and Father Emperor has checked it!"

"His Majesty had already ordered that after Your Highness comes out, your subordinate will escort you back." The golden-armored guard lowered his head and smiled. As the emperor's personal attendant, how could he not know the emperor's temperament?

Now this Soren can be said to be in the emperor's favor, and he has a great chance to compete for the supreme throne in the future. If he doesn't bet on him at this time, when will he? Therefore, he lowered his voice and said: "After Your Highness returns, don't go out casually these few days!"

"Thank you!" Soren glanced at the other party, a smile on his lips: "May I ask your name?"

It would be beneficial to please the emperor's personal attendants. If possible, it wouldn't be a bad thing to get to know more and make more friends. Perhaps in the future, these seemingly humble little people can give a final verdict at a critical moment.

The golden-armored guard unexpectedly raised his head to look at Soren, then lowered his head and said: "I dare not accept Your Highness's respect, it is my honor to serve Your Highness."

"So it's Smith!" Soren put on a polite smile and took the initiative to perform a noble etiquette. But at that moment, a complex emotion surged in his heart. He suddenly recalled the plot in the game.

The name Smith was closely linked to that history. In the game, Smith played a key role in overthrowing Crown Prince Nicholas, and after that, he even had an affair with Nina the Imperial Consort.

In the game, Soren had executed Smith's entire clan on the charge of fornication in the harem.

Smith did not seem to notice the fluctuations in Soren's heart. He chatted with Soren with a smile on his face, sharing recent interesting events.

Most of these so-called interesting events were the latest information he had heard from Empress Elizabeth. He mentioned that Prince Nicholas was now addicted to purple melon cultivation in the royal manor, and basically did not go out except for occasionally returning to the palace to pay his respects, while Prince Samuel was wandering among the major refined salt nobles in the imperial capital, actively building relationships.

Soren listened to this information, secretly happy in his heart, but on the surface, he did not show any signs. He nodded slightly, turned to the golden-armored guard Smith beside him, and said solemnly: "I will definitely repay Smith for his assistance in the future!"

Hearing these words, a hint of joy flashed in Smith's eyes, but he said humbly: "Your subordinate dare not accept Your Highness's words, it is my honor to serve Your Highness."

Soren smiled slightly, understanding the expectations of this golden-armored guard.

In this palace, everyone is looking for opportunities, hoping to climb up, whether it is a maid, a guard, or a prince or a concubine, they all harbor their own ambitions and dreams.

As one of them, how could he be an exception?

He knew that only by firmly grasping every opportunity could he gain a firm foothold in this vortex of the palace and eventually achieve his goal.

When passing through the main passage of the abandoned palace, a piercing, scalp-numbing scream came from the direction of the abandoned palace, startling Soren.

"What's that sound?"