Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

The water ball slammed hard into Soren's back. The powerful impact made Soren's body lurch forward, and he barely managed to steady himself with a half-kneel.

Princess Wenna's face showed a look of shock after seeing Soren's reaction to the hit.

She was well aware of her strength as a sixth-tier mage. Even the lowest-level spell, Water Ball, generated enough impact to cause severe internal injuries and internal bleeding to a fifth-tier knight.

Soren was just a fifth-tier knight without armor. Logically, he shouldn't have been able to withstand such an attack.

Princess Wenna said in horror, "That's not right. That's the effect of a magic shield. Could it be that you've reached the sixth tier already?"

Her eyes were filled with disbelief because, in her mind, Soren's strength was still at the fifth tier.

The defensive ability Soren was now displaying could only be possessed by someone who had reached the sixth tier. This sudden change caught her completely off guard.

Becoming a sixth-tier expert before the age of twenty stunned Princess Wenna.

However, before she could carefully consider Soren's astonishing cultivation, she watched as an item disappeared from Soren's hand into thin air.

"A spatial ring!" Princess Wenna's pupils constricted slightly. She was well aware of the price of spatial rings.

She never imagined that Soren would possess such a valuable magical tool.

Immediately afterward, Soren's Holy Light Knight armor appeared out of thin air on his body.

It was precisely because of this set of knight armor that Soren was able to stand unharmed in place after taking a hit from Princess Wenna.

Looking at the imposing Soren, Princess Wenna subconsciously swallowed.

A legendary-grade knight armor?

Plus a spatial ring?

"Heavens! What other treasures does Soren have on him!" Princess Wenna's heart was filled with shock and fear. She slowly retreated, continuously shouting inwardly.

At this moment, she was completely overwhelmed by the powerful strength and precious equipment Soren had displayed.

Princess Wenna retreated slowly, nervously watching Soren, her mind racing to think of countermeasures. Soren looked at Princess Wenna expressionlessly, a hint of coldness in his eyes. After a moment of silence, Soren slowly said, "Princess Wenna, I can choose not to report your actions today to Father, but you must agree to one condition."

Upon hearing this, a glimmer of hope flashed in Princess Wenna's eyes, and she hurriedly asked, "What condition?"

Soren narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "From now on, stay away from the palace struggles, no longer participate in any schemes against me, and keep today's events a secret. If you violate this, I will make you pay a heavy price."

Princess Wenna bit her lip. Although she felt unwilling, under the pressure of Soren's powerful aura, she could only nod and agree, "Alright, I agree."

Soren walked with steady steps, his figure gradually disappearing into the darkness of the abandoned palace.

Princess Wenna gazed blankly in the direction he left, her heart filled with worries like a surging tide.

"Never mind, I'll go back first, and take it one step at a time." Princess Wenna gritted her teeth and made a decision. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and then slowly moved her feet, gradually merging into the darkness like a ghost, quietly leaving the abandoned palace.

On the way back, Princess Wenna's mood was extremely heavy.

She could only wait for Soren to understand those things before coming to her to negotiate. She didn't know what kind of demands Soren would make, nor did she know if she had the ability to cope.

But no matter what, she had to be prepared to face the coming storm.

Inside the Crown Prince's palace, Soren solemnly placed the items he had retrieved from the abandoned palace in front of him.

Inside were only an account book and three crystal balls.

Soren reached out and took out one of the crystal balls, slowly injecting magic power to open it.

In the crystal ball, the picture gradually became clear. It was playing a scene of a man and a woman engaging in a 'clapping' exercise.

The female lead was undoubtedly Empress Nina, but the male lead was not the Angronus guard captain that Soren had expected, but a completely unfamiliar middle-aged man. It wasn't entirely unfamiliar, at least he looked somewhat familiar.

Soren frowned slightly, as if he had seen him many times, but he could never remember him.

The fierce battle between the two sides lasted for a while before it ended. Soren estimated the time, only ten minutes.

Soren couldn't help but mutter, "Truly useless!"

At this time, Empress Nina in the picture said charmingly, "Otliv, you were so amazing today!"

Soren's mouth twitched violently.

What can you do in ten minutes?

He secretly complained in his heart, these two really know how to act.

Then, Otliv said proudly, "Of course, I specifically took a stamina potion today."

Soren's mouth twitched even more.

If he wasn't afraid of missing any important information, he would have wanted to fast forward through this embarrassing scene.

Otliv continued, "This time coming to the Imperial City, I have arranged everything. You can rest assured, I will help you support a Croto family, you just need to act according to the plan."

Soren's eyes narrowed slightly, and at the same time, he was secretly calculating the time of the Croto family's rise. Indeed, it was after Empress Nina gave birth to Samael that they quickly rose to prominence.

"But I'm still afraid, after all, Samael is not Gustav's biological son, what if it's discovered in the future—" Empress Nina said worriedly.

When Soren heard this sentence, his eyes widened instantly, and his heart was shocked. He actually got such a big scoop.

Samael is not the Emperor's biological son.

But that's not right! As soon as the princes and princesses are born, the royal family's eighth-tier mages will do bloodline identification.

"Bloodline identification is not DNA identification. As long as they are both of royal blood, and then some manipulation is done, it will not necessarily be discovered." Soren quickly made a judgment in his heart.

At the same time, he also realized that this Otliv's identity was very likely to be one of the Emperor's brothers, and it had to be a full brother from the same parents.

If that's the case, then this matter becomes extremely complicated.

Soren frowned tightly, thinking about the various consequences this matter might bring and how he should deal with it.

Otliv said, "Don't worry, isn't it about safely passing the bloodline test! In the next few years, you just need to cultivate Samael well, and I will fully assist him in ascending the throne."

"Otliv! One more time."