Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Corinna took a deep breath, calming her churning inner thoughts.

The fact that her biggest target had slipped away was undoubtedly a heavy blow, casting a shadow over her heart.

At this moment, Jean Lerant walked forward with a smile, breaking the heavy atmosphere: "Your Highness, your performance today was truly excellent. If His Highness the Crown Prince knew, he would surely be proud of you."

His words were like a gentle spring breeze, lightly blowing away the dark clouds in Corinna's heart.

The thought of her brother nodding in approval of her heroic performance instantly turned Corinna's mood from gloom to elation, as if the clouds had parted to reveal the sun.

Her eyes sparkled with renewed determination, sweeping away her previous disappointment.

"Really?" she asked, looking at Jean Lerant with a hint of anticipation, "Would my brother be proud of me?"

"Of course!" Lerant nodded affirmatively, "Your decisiveness and wisdom are both qualities that His Highness the Crown Prince admires."

These words restored Corinna's confidence, and a brilliant smile bloomed on her face, as if victory in the battle was already within reach.

When Emperor Gustav, fully clad in military attire, was preparing to lead elite knights out of the palace to reinforce the troops, a messenger galloped in, his face filled with unconcealable joy.

"Your Majesty, good news has arrived! Princess Corinna has defeated the rebel forces with a smaller force, annihilating the main rebel army!"

Gustav was stunned upon hearing this, a trace of disbelief flashing in his eyes: "Was Creech captured?"

Gustav had been disgusted by Creech during this period, wishing he could tear him into a thousand pieces.

The messenger shook his head, a blank expression on his face: "Reporting to Your Majesty, this humble servant does not know."

"Good! Good!" Gustav excitedly patted the messenger's shoulder, his eyes filled with pride, "Truly worthy of being my daughter, courageous and resourceful!"

Those ministers and concubines in the harem who received the news a step later than Gustav looked at each other in dismay upon hearing this shocking news, their eyes filled with surprise and disbelief.

Originally, they were still worried about the war situation, and some had even prepared for the worst, but at this moment, all their worries vanished.

"Is this not true?" a certain head lady-in-waiting asked with a face full of disbelief.

"Who says it isn't? Creech's army has been worrying His Majesty and the ministers for some time, but Princess Corinna crushed them like worthless trash."

When Consort Philippa received this news, she was completely dumbfounded.

She knew her daughter well, but she never imagined that her daughter, who usually walked with her head down, timid and submissive, would actually have this ability.

While Consort Philippa was still hesitant, the head of her mother's clan, the Underwood family, who was also her own brother, Eddie Underwood, entered the palace late at night to seek an audience.

On the battlefield, Princess Corinna was clad in armor, the longsword in her hand still dripping with the blood of the rebels.

Her eyes were firm and decisive, as if saying: This is my innate mission.

On the battlefield, any soldier who saw her was attracted by her heroic posture, erupting in deafening cheers.

"Your Highness!" Jean Lerant said softly, his tone full of concern, "Please rest assured and leave the affairs of the military camp to me. You should go to the palace as soon as possible to see His Majesty."

He knew Corinna's hesitation and unease at this moment, and he also understood that she was about to face a father who held deep prejudice against her.

Corinna's slightly trembling eyelashes revealed the struggle in her heart.

The thought of facing that cold and even hateful father of hers made her heart feel as if it had been soaked in cold water, instantly turning ice-cold.

Corinna took a deep breath, trying to calm her agitated emotions, but she still couldn't hide the tremor in her voice: "Jean, why don't you come to the palace with me!"

When Jean Lerant heard these words, an unspeakable ecstasy surged in his heart.

For him, being able to accompany Corinna, even if it was just silently supporting her, was an indescribable happiness. A firm light flickered in his eyes, as if saying, "I will be by your side, no matter when or where."

Anka gently rubbed his temples, his tired eyes revealing determination. He strode over, his voice full of composure: "Your Highness, leave the matters here to me."

When Jean Lerant heard this, a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes. He knew Anka's abilities and sense of responsibility, and with him here, he could be free from worries.

The two exchanged glances, and although they did not speak, their tacit understanding was already clear to each other.

Anka secretly made an encouraging gesture to Jean Lerant, his eyes seeming to say: "Go, pursue your happiness, I'm here."

Everyone around His Highness the Crown Prince knew Jean Lerant's deep affection for Princess Corinna, and His Highness the Crown Prince also favored this loyal and capable young man.

Therefore, His Highness the Crown Prince also intentionally or unintentionally tried to bring the two together.

However, Corinna seemed a little slow in this regard. She didn't seem to have noticed Jean Lerant's affection for her, nor had she deeply considered the good intentions of her royal brother and those around her.

Soren had been secretly observing all of this, knowing that this matter should not be rushed. Therefore, he coordinated with everyone in secret, and once there was an opportunity, they would create alone time for this loving couple.

Corinna and Jean Lerant, clad in military attire, stepped into the magnificent palace hall with heroic and refreshing appearances.

At this moment, the hall was already filled with princes and ministers, who were originally talking in low voices. Upon seeing Corinna's arrival, they stopped talking and looked up and down at this unusual princess with curious and surprised eyes.

Although Corinna was a princess, her life was quite bumpy.

Because of the ancestral reversion of her bloodline, she was not favored by the emperor and her mother's concubine.

In the vortex of power that was the palace, her status was not much higher than that of those princesses.

If it hadn't been for the former Seventh Prince, now Crown Prince Soren, who brought her to his side, her life might have remained unknown forever.

Under the protection of the Crown Prince, she not only received more opportunities and resources, but also gradually demonstrated her talent and wisdom.

Now, she was no longer the ignored princess, but a rising Valkyrie in the palace.

Corinna, however, looked calm. Her gaze was firm and deep, as if she could discern everyone's thoughts.