Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Emperor Gustav nodded in satisfaction and said, "In that case, I am relieved. I will arrange for the subsequent supply of materials to ensure your needs in the Northwest. Royal Consort, your departure represents me and the entire empire. I hope you will return in triumph soon."

Royal Consort Maryasha bowed again and said gratefully, "I will certainly live up to His Majesty's expectations."

Afterward, the emperor briefly explained the situation and precautions in the Northwest to the ministers. Royal Consort Maryasha listened carefully, keeping every key point in mind.

After leaving the Holy Emblem Palace Hall, Royal Consort Maryasha felt full of power.

She wasn't excited about leading the mage团 to the Northwest battlefield, but the thought of being with Sauron soon made her couldn't help but feel excited.

After truly enjoying the life a woman should enjoy, Royal Consort Maryasha felt increasingly uncomfortable during her time away from Sauron, wishing she could fly to Sauron's side in an instant.

The mages quickly gathered in the imperial capital's square. They wore gorgeous robes and held staffs inlaid with various gems.

These staffs shimmered with different colors, representing the mages' respective magical attributes.

Leizer stood at the front of the formation and reported to Royal Consort Maryasha, "Your Highness, Royal Consort, the mage团 is fully assembled and ready to depart at any time."

Royal Consort Maryasha walked out of the palace, her figure like a goddess descending to earth.

She wore a light blue magic dress, embroidered with exquisite magic runes that shimmered as she walked.

On her head, she wore a crown inlaid with sapphires, which emitted a soft blue light, complementing her deep and bright eyes.

She walked to the front of the mage团, her gaze sweeping across the face of each mage. She saw the expectation and awe in their eyes.

These mages would be her capable assistants on the Northwest battlefield.

"We are about to go to the Northwest, where the battlefield needs our strength. We must let the orcs know that our empire's magical power is invincible." Her voice was clear and loud, echoing in the square like a resounding bell.

Subsequently, Royal Consort Maryasha led the imperial mage团 on their journey to the Northwest.

Their figures gradually disappeared in the sunlight, leaving behind a land illuminated by magical brilliance.

The people of the imperial capital stood on both sides of the road, sending them off, their hearts filled with blessings and expectations for the future of the Northwest battlefield.

Inside the Lord's Mansion of Stamm City, the atmosphere was slightly oppressive.

Sauron sat in a large chair, seemingly listening to Countess Fiana report on the battle's casualties and losses,

but in reality, his mind was not on the report at all.

Countess Fiana stood before Sauron, holding a parchment scroll detailing the battle's data. Her voice was clear and calm as she reported to Sauron one by one, "Your Highness, our infantry suffered heavy losses in this battle, especially those in the front ranks who resisted the orcs. The number of deaths reached—" As she spoke, she pointed to the numbers on the scroll with her slender fingers.

However, Sauron's gaze constantly wandered over Countess Fiana's curvaceous body.

Fiana was wearing a tight-fitting leather armor today, which perfectly outlined her graceful figure.

Her breasts appeared fuller under the constraints of the leather armor, her slender waist seemed as if it could be broken with a touch, and her rounded hips and slender legs were tightly wrapped in leather pants, every movement exuding a different kind of charm.

Sauron's eyes held a hint of undisguised desire, although he knew that he should be focused on the battle report at this time, his gaze was drawn to the Countess's alluring body parts as if by a magnet.

In his mind, some inappropriate images began to emerge, which made him outwardly maintain a listening appearance, but his heart was already wandering.

Countess Fiana seemed to notice Sauron's somewhat strange gaze, a slight blush appeared on her face, but she still pretended to be calm and continued to report, "Also, our material losses are also very large, arrows are almost exhausted, and food reserves are also..." Her voice began to show a subtle tremor, she didn't know whether to continue to ignore Sauron's gaze, or should directly point out his impolite behavior.

Sauron realized his gaffe, he tried hard to bring his attention back to the report.

keeping those important information such as casualty figures and material losses in mind.

After Countess Fiana finished reading the report, she gently rolled up the parchment scroll, politely bowed slightly, and wanted to take her leave. However, Sauron suddenly reached out and stopped her.

"Countess, your beauty makes me distracted, I wonder if you can stay and accompany me tonight." Sauron's eyes stared at Countess Fiana, not hiding his desire.

Faced with Sauron's straightforward invitation, Countess Fiana was stunned in place for a moment, at a loss. Her face flushed instantly, like a ripe apple.

She never expected that Sauron would express such thoughts so directly.

In her heart, Sauron was His Highness the Crown Prince, an important leader in this region, and she had always held him in respect.

And now, this situation put her in a dilemma.

If she refused directly, she worried that she would offend Sauron, after all, his power and status were important and could bring unexpected trouble to her and her family;

but if she agreed, it would violate her own wishes, she had always regarded herself as an independent and dignified noble woman, and did not want to cling to the powerful in this way.

Countess Fiana's lips trembled slightly, she tried to organize her words to respond to Sauron.

"Your Highness, this—this is not in accordance with etiquette. I—I am just here to report on the battle situation." Her voice was tinged with nervousness and panic, and her eyes did not dare to look directly at Sauron.

Seeing Countess Fiana's reaction, Sauron realized that his behavior might have been a little too abrupt. But the desire in his heart made him unwilling to give up easily, he gently took Countess Fiana's hand and said, "Countess, I know this is a bit sudden, but your beauty is really uncontrollable for me. I promise, this is just a simple companionship, nothing will happen that you don't want."