The Emperor's Strategy Novels & Stories

He sighed heavily and then he stood up and left. There hasn’t been that much Drama in the Queen Empire for months, now everything was about to fall apart and only Jimmy one’s memory could save them all. To be continued!!

“That’s a monopoly.” “Exactly.” Adriana leaned back in her chair, thinking quickly. Victor Hale hadn’t just declared war on her. He had started building an empire. And Cole International was the last obstacle. She looked back at Luca. “So we destroy his plan.” Luca smiled slightly. “Now you’re thinking like a strategist.” Adriana leaned forward. “Tell me everything you learned tonight.” Across the city, Victor Hale stood alone in his office. The assistant had already informed him about Luca’s escape.

Now I must say my life is a mess since dad flew away they treated me differently they show their true colors, this mansion is full of traitors granddad and dad are right they are only nice to me because my granddad and dad is always there to protect me. Not until I meet him, his cold and emotionless dark blue eyes, his stern, serious and cold baritone voice, and his dangerous aura that may make you fall on your feet. But I didn’t get scared on him I just smiled at him. He has a Greek god well sculpted face those dark blue eyes of him are so beautiful even though it has no emotions on it he has a well tall build figure towering me. He is No other than the EMPEROR of business world, Zhane Zach

Azazel responded immediately, pushing the door open and closing it again before hearing Olivier's response, which astonished him. "The Emperor..." Olivier never encountered the Emperor face to face in his memories, but he remembered him being just as horrible as the rest of the family. The Emperor is not a talkative person, and he remained silent for the most time. But, as we all know, silence is more powerful than words. He was crowned Emperor after he assassinated the previous Emperor, his own father, due to his obsession with the throne. It was top secret information that Olivier manage to get and he decided to tell Azazel about it.

A calm voice rang out as the emperor appeared before Hamish, blocking his path. Though the emperor exuded no imposing aura, Hamish knew his strength was far from ordinary. However, Hamish did not need to best the emperor now. He just had to evade him to save his clansmen. With this in mind, Trevor attempted to dodge mid-air, trying to shake off the emperor. Yet the emperor stuck to him like a shadow, appearing before Hamish at every turn. Seeing the emperor seemingly predict his every move, Hamish's expression darkened. He had underestimated the emperor, whose skills had already far surpassed his own.

His voice is gravelly from the years of many battle cries on the battle field. “As much as I would like to march on Dion as soon as possible, I feel a new approach is needed. We have been attacking our enemies using the same tactics, we have become…predictable and I would like to change that.” The Emperor says, his voice much cooler than his general’s, his accent distinct. “As you wish, my Lord.” The general bows. “But one cannot deliberate on an empty stomach, have the men bring something for me to eat.” The General barks an order to a soldier standing by, a meal is brought from the kitchen, served in the dead King’s platter and wine served in his golden goblet. The Emperor eats the assorte

It turned out that the emperor Maxwell had just struck was only an afterimage. The real emperor had hidden behind him. He took advantage of Maxwell’s reluctance to kill the emperor and his temporary lack of vigilance after striking the afterimage to attack Maxwell. Sure enough, the strike succeeded. He did it. “Pfft...” Maxwell coughed up a mouthful of blood, staggering as he turned around. He faced his favorite great-grandson and asked in disbelief, “Why?” “Why?” The emperor looked at him, full of anger and hatred, and retorted, “Don’t you know why? All these years, I’ve held the title of emperor, but you’ve been controlling me the whole time. You make all the major decisions.

They agreed to it and stated that they would add additional people even if there weren't many demon soldiers. Onana predicted that his men would become confused once he was upset, giving their soldiers the upper hand. The nine presidents were confident that tactic would bring them success. Since their Prince is the major pillar of the opposition, if we can quiet him or murder him, we will win. The leaders were sure they would win the day. He had been back at the camp from the cave for about a month. The fourteenth generals had met with the emperor and thinking about the strategy they had to use.

She didn’t even question her rude action. “Who are you?” “Shadow?” “No, not that…” She pronounced it deliberately. “Who. Are. You? The role in the Underworld.” “Ah! You mean my position?” Juviana blinked. “... okay. The emperor.” “The emperor?” Cocked brow. “It may sound ridiculous as the title was reserved for the male ruler that united the continent, however, circumstances happened so, I became the emperor. Mostly to hide my gender for my own comfort. No one except SQE and Outcast knew the existence of the emperor and even the gender.”

This also included his strong desire to achieve his goals. To expand his empire excellently, regardless of the path he took. "Don't worry, Emir. I have everything planned meticulously. If you refrain from executing my orders, I guarantee everything will go smoothly. The proof? What have I gained now? Ester and Leonel's relationship is getting closer. I can ensure it will end as that woman desires, right?" Emir fell silent. "Well, Ester is still Ester. She was acting without thinking at first. Luckily, she has the intelligence to ensure her opponents submit to her," he said.