Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Alonso trembled with rage upon hearing Soren's words. He pointed at Soren, his fingers shaking slightly, and roared, "You—you unfilial son! How could you do such a rebellious thing! You are dragging the royal family's face through the mud!"

His gaze was like a torch, as if trying to see through Soren. His heart was filled with pain and anger, never having imagined that his most beloved granddaughter and the crown prince he had placed so much hope in would fall into such an absurd situation.

Empress Maria emerged from behind Soren, tears welling up in her eyes, and eagerly explained, "Grandfather, we—we are truly in love, it's not as awful as you think."

She tried to defend their relationship, but in the face of such a violation of worldly ethics, her words seemed so weak. Tears streamed down her cheeks, wetting her clothes.

The atmosphere inside the room instantly froze, as tense as a drawn bowstring, ready to snap at any moment.

Just as the tension reached its peak, Shadow, clutching his chest, stumbled in, his footsteps unsteady, his face pale.

His face was as white as paper, and large beads of sweat constantly rolled down his forehead. Clearly, he had just experienced a fierce confrontation while trying to prevent Alonso from barging in, and had been severely injured by Alonso.

"Your Highness, this subordinate is incompetent!" Shadow supported his body with difficulty, kneeling on one knee with a 'thump', his words filled with self-blame and regret.

It was his duty to protect the Crown Prince and prevent this private matter from being discovered by others, but he never expected that he would fail to stop Alonso, plunging the situation into such a terrible state. At this moment, he only felt that he had failed the Crown Prince's trust and was filled with guilt.

Upon seeing this, Alonso coldly snorted, his gaze shooting towards Shadow like lightning, and sternly rebuked in a chilling tone, "Shadow, as a loyal hound of the royal family, you should know the rules and protect the dignity of the royal family. But now you are knowingly breaking the law, covering up for the Crown Prince's rebellious behavior. You have truly failed His Majesty's trust in you, and wasted the royal family's cultivation of you!"

His voice echoed in the bedroom, each word like a heavy hammer, striking Shadow's heart, causing Shadow's face to turn red with shame, and his head to droop even lower, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Seeing this, Soren frowned, feeling both grateful for Shadow's loyalty and distressed by his injury. He immediately spoke up to defend Shadow, "Great-Grandfather, this matter has nothing to do with Shadow. I ordered him to do this. If you want to blame someone, blame me alone. Shadow was only doing his duty, everything was according to my arrangements."

Upon hearing this, Alonso's face became even more gloomy, and he glared at Soren with wide eyes, "You still dare to protect him? Soren, as the Crown Prince, you should set an example and be a role model for the royal family. But now you have done such an unethical thing,

and you still don't know how to repent. Do you really want to drag the entire royal family into eternal doom?"

He was heartbroken. He never imagined that Soren, whom he had always placed high hopes on, would commit such an unforgivable mistake. This made him both angry and disappointed, and his worries about the future of the royal family surged into his heart like a tide.

Empress Maria, no longer caring about her fear, walked out from behind Soren, knelt down in front of Alonso with a 'thump', and pleaded with tears, "Grandfather, please, calm down. We know we were wrong, but we are truly in love. Emotions are inherently difficult to control, we didn't want this either. Please forgive us this time."

Her tearful appearance was quite pitiful, but Alonso was currently in a fit of anger, how could he easily soften his heart.

The atmosphere inside the room became even more oppressive, as if heavy dark clouds were shrouding everyone.

Suddenly, Soren burst out laughing, the laughter seeming particularly abrupt in this oppressive and dull bedroom, yet carrying a kind of determination and uninhibitedness.

Everyone was stunned and looked at him in unison. They saw that Soren's face did not show any fear, but instead revealed a kind of courage to burn his boats.

"At worst, I won't be the Crown Prince. I'll take Maria to the Norahan Labyrinth and live in seclusion. Master Alonso, why bother getting angry? You can declare to the outside world that we were both assassinated and died," Soren's voice was calm and firm, each word seeming to be a vow after careful consideration.

With that, Soren bent down, picked up his robe, and gently draped it over Empress Maria's body. The movement was gentle and meticulous, as if he wanted to incorporate all his love and care into this simple act.

The robe wrapped around Empress Maria's slightly thin body, and also seemed to give her a reassurance, allowing her to feel unparalleled warmth and peace of mind in this chaotic and frightened moment.

Hearing that Soren was willing to give up the throne without hesitation for her sake, Empress Maria's heart was instantly filled with emotion, the emotion like a surging tide, wave after wave impacting her heart.

She looked at Soren's eyes with tears glistening, but also with an increasingly firm light. The original fear and worry had now turned into a deep love for Soren and the determination to follow him.

In her opinion, how many people in the world would go to such lengths for love, and Soren's true love made her feel that even if she were to be against the whole world, as long as she could be with him, that would be enough.

"Soren, wherever you go, I will follow you, even to the ends of the earth, I will never regret it," Empress Maria said firmly, tightly holding Soren's hand. The tightly clasped hands seemed to be proof that they were facing everything together at this moment, even if the road ahead was full of thorns, they were willing to advance hand in hand, never abandoning each other.

Upon hearing Soren's words, Alonso was first stunned, and the anger on his face momentarily froze. He obviously did not expect Soren to make such a resolute response. He stared wide-eyed at the two people in front of him, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

On the one hand, he felt angry and disappointed at Soren's actions of disregarding the dignity of the royal family and giving up a bright future for the sake of personal feelings;

but on the other hand, he had to admit that Soren's deep affection for Empress Maria was indeed touching.

For a moment, he didn't know how to respond. The room fell into a brief but suffocating silence, as if everyone was waiting for Alonso to break the deadlock.

After a long time, Alonso finally sighed slightly, the sigh filled with helplessness and vicissitudes, as if it contained many unwilling stories from the past years. He slowly opened his mouth, his tone carrying a hint of heartbroken meaning: "It's true that the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam is crooked! Back then, my sister, then Empress Elizabeth, and now Maria, are the men of your Prague family all like this!"

Alonso's words fell, like a blockbuster bomb exploding in this silent bedroom. Soren and Empress Maria were immediately stunned. The two bodies shook slightly, as if struck by lightning, standing blankly in place.