Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

A week ago, the news of Soren's assassination attempt, which he barely survived, exploded like a bombshell, sending shockwaves through the Imperial City.

This seventh prince, the Imperial Crown Prince, had achieved two brilliant victories in just three months on the front lines, successfully driving the northwestern rebels out of the Central Province.

Yet, at this crucial moment, as he was about to strike directly at the rebel Prince Corlen's stronghold, he suffered such misfortune.

Emperor Gustav was enraged upon hearing the news, unable to tolerate such an outrage occurring in the heart of the Empire.

At this critical juncture, a letter from Breyer arrived on Gustav's desk.

In the letter, Breyer revealed the existence of a secret organization called "Blood Tears," information that immediately caught Gustav's attention.

Prince Corlen's rebellion was suspected to have the support of overseas forces, making the situation even more complex and delicate.

In his letter, Breyer earnestly requested that the royal family send a Saint-level powerhouse to the front lines to stabilize the situation.

This news plunged Gustav into contemplation.

Currently, the Empire only had three Saint-level powerhouses, each of whom was a pivotal figure.

Among them, the old royal antique deep within the palace was already in his twilight years, his lifespan nearing its end, constantly slumbering in the secluded palace. As the royal family's last guardian, he could not be easily disturbed unless absolutely necessary.

Another Saint-level powerhouse was the old patriarch of the Box family, who was also the biological father of Empress Dowager Aifeina.

This aged Holy Knight had long ceased to concern himself with worldly affairs, having faded from public view twenty years ago. It would be exceedingly difficult to persuade him to come out of retirement.

Thus, the only one they could rely on was the maternal grandfather of the ninth prince, Klas, the Saint Magister Rhine Hallen.

This old man held a transcendent position in the Imperial City, and even if Gustav personally intervened, he might not be able to move him.

Considering the increasingly deteriorating situation in the Northwestern provinces, having a Saint-level powerhouse to oversee the situation would undoubtedly bring greater chances of victory and stability to the war.

Gustav was filled with worries, knowing the weight of this request.

The safety of the nation and the tension of the war forced him to make a choice.

Therefore, he decided to personally visit Rhine Hallen, hoping to persuade this Saint Magister to come out and assist.

Of course, to be more persuasive, Gustav brought Klas and Imperial Concubine Mia with him, hoping that the mother and son could help.

On the way to Rhine Hallen's residence, Gustav felt uneasy.

He didn't know how this legendary magician would respond to his request, but he knew it was the only feasible solution at present.

The Empire had not produced a Saint-level expert in the past twenty years. Whether it was Empress Dowager Aifeina or Imperial Aunt Aileen, they were only a step away, but this step had been holding them back for more than ten years. If these two broke through to the Saint-level, the royal family's prestige would not have declined so quickly.

When Gustav stepped into Rhine Hallen's residence, he was deeply attracted by the tranquility and mystery there.

The garden in the residence was filled with exotic flowers and herbs, and the air was filled with a faint magical aura.

Led by a servant, he arrived at Rhine Hallen's magic tower.

Looking at the towering magic tower, Gustav shook his head slightly, only Imperial Concubine Mia looked ecstatic.

She also wanted to build a magic tower, but the imperial palace was an important place, and building a magic tower was not a simple matter. It required coordination from various parties, and the construction cost was not low. Since Gustav ascended the throne,

the royal family's funds had been very tight, so Imperial Concubine Mia's request had been rejected many times.

This time, Gustav promised Imperial Concubine Mia to help build a magic tower in order to get her help. As for how long it would take to build, it depended on how much money was available.

Inside the study on the first floor of the magic tower, the light was dim, with only an ancient magic lamp emitting a soft glow.

Rhine Hallen was sitting quietly at his desk, playing with a crystal-clear magic crystal ball in his hand. His face was deep and mysterious, as if he could see through all the mysteries of the world.

Gustav took a deep breath, staring into Rhine Hallen's deep eyes. The anxiety in his heart turned into a plea, "Master Rhine Hallen, the Empire is now in a precarious situation. I implore you to lend a hand and stabilize the situation in the Northwest." His tone was full of sincerity and urgency, "Of course, we do not want you to risk yourself personally. As long as no Saint-level powerhouses appear in the enemy forces, you can sit here in peace."

The atmosphere in the study became heavy and tense, and Gustav's heartbeat seemed to accelerate with Rhine Hallen's silence.

Just then, Klas, who had been silent all along, suddenly broke the deadlock. He anxiously said, "Grandpa, I beg you, help Seventh Brother! In the palace, Seventh Brother and I have the best relationship, and I really don't want anything to happen to him." His voice trembled slightly, obviously out of genuine concern.

As soon as Klas finished speaking, the study fell into a deathly silence.

Gustav couldn't help but glance at Klas in surprise, wondering to himself: When did the relationship between these two brothers become so deep?

Imperial Concubine Mia, who had originally been indifferent to palace affairs, also hurriedly echoed after hearing this, "Father, the Empire is really in danger now. If the rebels in the Northwest cannot be quickly resolved, the other three rebel armies may take the opportunity to attack the central provinces, and then it will really be too late."

Rhine Hallen sized up Imperial Concubine Mia with a strange gaze, causing her to lower her head guiltily, but after seeing Klas, his gaze couldn't help but soften.

Finally, amidst everyone's expectations, Rhine Hallen slowly raised his head. His gaze was deep and firm, as if he could penetrate all appearances and reach the essence of things.

Rhine Hallen smiled slightly, his voice revealing an unquestionable determination: "Your Majesty, I understand your request. The situation in the Northwest does indeed require a Saint-level powerhouse to stabilize the position. And I am willing to do my best for the safety of the nation."

Hearing this, the excitement in Gustav's heart was indescribable.

He bowed deeply to Rhine Hallen in gratitude. With the addition of this Saint-level magician, the situation in the Northwest would surely usher in a new chapter.

Rhine Hallen's emergence would undoubtedly bring a more brilliant light of hope to the entire Empire.