Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

But now, the news has suddenly spread, and the entire capital is buzzing about the affairs of the family managing the underground labyrinth. This undoubtedly exposes the secrets he has painstakingly cultivated to the public eye.

He knows clearly in his heart that once the royal family begins to investigate deeply, the fact that he controls the labyrinth will be discovered sooner or later.

At that time, he will face not only the wrath of the royal family but also the covetous eyes of various forces. The situation instantly becomes complex and dangerous.

Rebal paced back and forth in his mansion, his brow furrowed, his mind constantly contemplating countermeasures.

Should he try to suppress the impact of this matter and continue to conceal his relationship with the labyrinth, or should he take the initiative and adopt other means to protect his vested interests before the royal family takes action?

However, no matter which option he chooses, it seems to be fraught with difficulties. The situation that originally seemed to be entirely under his control is now like a tangled mess, plunging him into deep anxiety and unease.

Sure enough, after the news of the family managing the underground labyrinth spread throughout the capital, causing a great uproar, Emperor Gustav immediately decided to visit Rebal.

Gustav knew that this matter was of great importance, especially concerning the situation of the underground labyrinth within the imperial palace, which could not be taken lightly.

If there really is a family managing the underground labyrinth within the imperial palace, and they are not under the control of the royal family, then it would be a nightmare for the entire royal family.

It would be like sleeping on a bomb that could explode at any time, and they would be blown to pieces by this hidden threat. The safety, dignity of the royal family, and even the stability of the entire empire would be greatly impacted.

Rebal's heart skipped a beat. Although he had expected this, he couldn't help but feel nervous at the moment of facing the emperor's inquiry.

However, he quickly composed himself, forced a smile on his face, and respectfully replied, "Your Majesty, I only know a little about the underground labyrinth within the imperial palace. I have never heard of a family managing it before. I believe it is just a rumor spread by the people, and it may not be credible."

The emperor frowned, obviously not satisfied with Rebal's answer. He said in a deep voice, "Royal Uncle Rebal, this matter is by no means trivial. It concerns the safety of the royal family. I hope you can tell me the truth. If there is any hidden information, tell me now so that I can make plans early. Otherwise, it will be too late to regret it when a major disaster occurs."

The emperor's tone already carried a hint of majesty and unquestionable meaning. He knew in his heart that Rebal might know something and could not be easily perfunctorily dealt with.

Rebal secretly groaned in his heart, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He quickly calculated in his mind how to respond, so as not to completely offend the emperor and to hide his relationship with the family managing the underground labyrinth of the imperial palace as much as possible, but this was really too difficult.

Rebal stood in the front hall of the mansion, watching the emperor's gradually receding figure. Fine beads of sweat slowly rolled down his forehead. He raised his hand to wipe them away, and the determination in his heart became stronger.

In the past, relying on his tenuous connections with powerful individuals from the upper realms and possessing many secretly accumulated forces and resources, Rebal indeed had the confidence to not take Emperor Gustav's requests too seriously, and even occasionally dared to disobey him.

After all, there were not many forces in this imperial capital that could truly restrain him. He often had his own calculations and acted quite recklessly.

But the current situation was completely different. In the imperial capital, there were Hank and Robert, two Saint-level powerhouses.

Hank was a veteran of three dynasties, not only highly respected but also extremely loyal to the royal family. His Saint-level strength was not to be underestimated, and he could stabilize the situation with his powerful strength at many critical moments.

Although Robert was usually more low-key, he also had a deep foundation and extraordinary strength. Once there was any disturbance, he would definitely stand on the side of maintaining the royal family.

These two were like two sharp swords hanging high, constantly restraining Rebal, making him afraid to act as recklessly as before.

Just now, when facing the emperor's inquiry, Rebal also gritted his teeth and continued to say with a stiff head: "Your Majesty,

You are suspecting me. The underground labyrinth of the imperial palace is so large. When I inspected it in the past, I did not find any trace of a managing family. However, since Your Majesty attaches so much importance to it, I am willing to send people to investigate carefully again. If there is any news, I will definitely inform Your Majesty as soon as possible."

Fortunately, although the emperor gave Rebal a deep look, his gaze seemed to penetrate his heart, making Rebal feel a burst of guilt, but the emperor ultimately failed to produce conclusive evidence and could only temporarily suppress the doubts in his heart, saying: "Then I will trouble you, Royal Uncle Rebal. I hope to know the exact situation as soon as possible. This matter concerns the foundation of the royal family and must not be neglected."

After the emperor left, Rebal breathed a long sigh of relief, but before he could finish exhaling, the worries in his heart surged up again.

He knew very well that his remarks could only temporarily fool the emperor. The emperor would definitely not let it go and might soon send other people to investigate secretly.

Hank and Robert might also notice something unusual. If they were to seize any handle, it would be over.

"太子!" (Crown Prince!) At the thought of the initiator of all this, Rebal's teeth itched with anger.

Rebal paced back and forth in the hall, his brow furrowed. The wrinkles on his forehead were like ravines, filled with deep worries.

His mind was like a battlefield with thousands of troops galloping, and various countermeasures flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern, but he rejected them one by one.

After a long time, Rebal's gaze suddenly turned fierce, and the uneasiness in his eyes was instantly replaced by a kind of determination. He thought to himself: "Since the secret of the underground labyrinth of the imperial palace can no longer be hidden, then I might as well strike directly and fight them to the death!"

Once this idea was born, it spread rapidly in his heart like a prairie fire.