I've been transported into a Western fantasy game, and my dad wants me to marry my sister.

Just as Vivian and Lydia were enjoying their bath and gradually letting their guard down—

"Splash—!!!"

A clump of dense aquatic plants not far from them suddenly burst open!

A thick, long black shadow covered in bluish-black scales shot out like a cannonball, its target Vivian, who had her back to it!

It was a giant python, as thick as a bucket and seven or eight meters long!

On its triangular head, a pair of cold, vertical pupils locked onto its prey. In its gaping maw, gleaming white fangs flashed with a chilling light, and a cold water element rapidly condensed within its mouth!

"Vivian! Watch out behind you!!!" Lydia caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of her eye and was terrified, letting out a heart-wrenching scream!

Vivian turned around in horror at the sound, only to see a huge mouth full of sharp teeth and a water arrow shooting out right in front of her!

Her mind went blank, and her body stiffened with fear, making it impossible for her to react effectively!

It's over! This time it's really over!

A deathly premonition, even clearer than when she faced goblins, enveloped her!

In that moment of despair—

"You beast! How dare you harm people!"

A furious shout exploded like a thunderclap!

That silver-gray figure was faster than a sound!

Almost at the same time Lydia screamed, Lynn shot out from behind the tree like a cannonball!

His speed was so fast that he even left a faint afterimage in the air!

"Clang!"

Before the sound of the short sword being drawn had even fully spread, the cold sword light had already cascaded down like a silver river, striking the water arrow that was aimed at Vivian with perfect accuracy!

"Snap!"

The water rocket burst open, exploding into a shower of water!

Lynn's figure, propelled by the momentum of the rushing water, plunged into the stream without stopping, splashing water everywhere!

He pulled the terrified, naked Vivian into a tight embrace, using his back to shield her from the giant python!

"hiss--!"

The Stream Python seemed to be enraged by this unexpected guest. It let out a piercing hiss, twisted its thick body, and lashed out at Lynn with its huge tail, which whistled through the air like a steel whip!

At the same time, the snake's mouth opened again, and an even thicker water arrow was condensing!

Lynn's eyes were cold. Holding Vivian, he pushed off the pebbles on the bottom of the water and slid to the side like a fish, narrowly avoiding the powerful tail strike!

"Bang!" The snake's tail lashed out at the stream, splashing water several meters high.

Using the force of the current, Lynn had already carried Vivian to a shallower area.

Then, Lynn pointed his short sword diagonally and took the initiative to meet the stream python that pounced again!

The Stream Serpent is a truly high-level monster, with thick skin, incredible strength, and the ability to control water currents and launch water arrows for ranged attacks.

It is especially agile in water.

Lynn's current identity makes it difficult for him to use magic, and holding Vivian makes it difficult for him to use a bow and arrow.

Ordinary sword techniques are unlikely to kill instantly, so special sword techniques are needed.

He gripped the short sword in one hand, starlight gathering on its blade.

"Super-tier Star Sword Technique [Seven Stars' Final Fall]!"

The power of the stars enhanced the sharpness of the short sword, and after the seven sword lights flashed by.

The python stopped moving, and deep wounds appeared on its body, from which green blood seeped out, turning the stream water murky.

"hiss--!!"

The giant python let out a mournful cry, its massive body convulsed violently a few times, and then crashed into the stream, splashing up huge waves, before gradually coming to a stop moving.

The battle is over.

Lynn stood in waist-deep stream water, panting slightly, his body covered in water and the giant python's blood.

He shook the blood off his short sword and sheathed it.

In his arms, Vivian, still naked and trembling, was pale and still in shock.

Lynn's gaze naturally fell on Vivian, who was being held.

The girl's fair, jade-like body was still covered with glistening water droplets, which shimmered alluringly in the afterglow of the setting sun. She trembled slightly from fear and cold, making her appear even more pitiful.

What should have been seen, and what shouldn't have been seen, was probably all laid bare during the intense rescue and battle just now.

Vivian seemed to have finally regained some of her senses from the extreme shock and confusion.

She felt Lynn's gaze, slowly raised her head, and her azure cat eyes met Lynn's still clear but concerned (?) amber eyes.

In an instant, all the shame that had been temporarily forgotten surged back into my heart like a tsunami!

She remembered her current state—completely naked!

She was completely naked by a stranger (or perhaps a man she'd only known for less than a day)! And he even held her tightly in his arms!

"ah--!!!"

After a short, sharp scream, Vivian's eyes rolled back, her cheeks and neck turned bright red at a visible speed, and then... she fainted and collapsed into Lynn's arms.

"Vivian! Vivian, what's wrong?!" Lydia rushed over and shook her in fright.

Lynn: "..."

He looked at the unconscious white cat girl, then at his own soaking wet, blood-stained pants, and finally at the setting sun on the horizon.

Well, this is even more troublesome.

He sighed helplessly, walked to the clothes storage area, and draped the clothes over her body.

Vivian, who was unconscious, felt a soft, smooth texture to the touch.

"Let's go back to camp first."

"She's probably too shocked, plus shy... uh, plus emotionally agitated." Lynn tried to keep her voice calm.

"I carried her back; it was getting dark, and it wasn't safe here."

Lydia blushed and hurriedly tried to help.

Her emotions were incredibly complex at that moment—worry for her best friend, gratitude and admiration for Lynn, embarrassment at being equally naked, the shock of witnessing that thrilling battle, and uncertainty about the future…

Uh, Vivian's deep concern upon waking.

Oh no, they've seen everything...

Vivian too, and so am I.

What should we do?

Lydia looked at Vivian, who was still unconscious and being held in Lynn's arms in a princess carry, and her thoughts were churning.

As Lynn held Vivian in his arms, feeling the girl's light weight and soft touch, the faint fragrance of the girl and the fresh scent of water lingering around his nose, and then looking at Lydia beside him, who was equally disheveled but looked at him with dependence in her eyes, he sighed again in his heart.

It's only the second day of the holiday, and this hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress scenario seems a bit too frequent, doesn't it?