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

Lynn eventually set off on his way to Elune's Treehouse.

After all, a king-level druid wouldn't get drunk or anything like that.

That's a bit unscientific.

In her previous life, Lynn had rarely seen Elune drink, let alone get drunk.

I drank so much tonight.

He was clearly in a very good mood.

Elune Treehouse is located at the deepest part of the settlement, surrounded by several extremely ancient oak trees.

The vine-woven door seemed to sense the rich natural aura emanating from Lynn, and slid open to both sides.

There were no lights on inside; only moonlight poured in through the huge crystal window, spreading a silvery white across the floor.

Then, Lynn saw Elune.

She lay on her side on the large rattan bed by the window, clearly having already bathed and changed into her clothes...

A silk nightgown.

Elune, who was already beautiful, seemed to have gained an added touch of holiness and allure.

The moon-white silk was as thin as a cicada's wing, almost translucent under the moonlight, and clung to her slender and graceful body curves.

The robe's belt was loosely tied around the waist, and the opening extended to below the collarbone, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin.

Her long, silver hair was spread out completely, like flowing moonlight covering the pillow.

A few strands of hair clung to her flushed cheeks.

She fell asleep, sleeping soundly.

Her lips were redder than usual, and they parted slightly, exhaling warm breath tinged with the scent of alcohol.

Her beautiful curves rose and fell with her breath.

Clearly, the elven girls not only brought her back, but also thoughtfully helped her change her clothes.

Lynn turned and left.

I couldn't help but complain in my mind.

Not really.

Miss.

Even at the King level, he can't even sober up.

Elune was clearly quite drunk, and the ceremony could not proceed at this point.

Let's come again tomorrow.

Just as Lynn took a step—

Elune on the bed unconsciously shifted.

She rolled over, changing from lying on her side to lying on her back.

The silk robe slipped open slightly with the movement, revealing more of her fair skin.

The moonlight fell perfectly on her, outlining her undulating curves, which were faintly visible beneath the gossamer-thin silk.

However, Lynn will never have the chance to see it.

He has already stepped out the door.

Just then, a slight noise came from behind.

His combat instincts prompted him to quickly activate [Swift Step].

but.

The next second, countless emerald green vines suddenly sprouted from the ground, walls, and even the ceiling, swiftly coiling around Lynn like serpents!

There was nowhere to hide.

"What—"

Lynn only had time to let out a soft cry.

The ankles, wrists, and waist were tightly entwined by vines.

These vines are not thick, but they are exceptionally flexible.

Lynn was immobilized in place, unable to move.

"Hmm..." Elune murmured incoherently.

She was still asleep, her brows furrowed slightly, as if she had sensed something in her dream.

The vines slowly pulled him toward the bed.

Lynn tried to struggle, but the natural magic on the vines suppressed his power.

King level and beginner level.

It's even more formidable than an insurmountable barrier.

It's not something that can be changed by techniques, awareness, or tactics.

Lynn was powerless to resist.

He watched helplessly as he was dragged to the bedside.

Elune rolled over, facing him.

The two are now less than a foot apart.

Lynn could clearly see her flawless, pure face.

You can smell the sweet scent of morning dew in her breath and the cool, refreshing plant aroma after her bath.

You could see the contours of her body rising and falling slightly with her breath beneath her silk nightgown.

Her dress was open to the brink of danger, and moonlight shone through the thin fabric, casting even deeper shadows beneath.

"The aura of nature?" Elune suddenly murmured, her eyes still closed, as if she were talking in her sleep.

"So rich..."

She unconsciously nuzzled her cheek against Lynn's, as if searching for the source of that scent.

Her cheek touched Lynn's bound hands.

The touch was slightly cool, just like her usual demeanor.

And it is very soft, with skin as delicate as the finest silk.

Elune let out a satisfied sigh in her dream.

Like a cat yearning for warmth, she buried her cheeks deeper into Lynn's palms, even unconsciously rubbing her lips against his fingers.

Lynn froze.

Her past life as Elune's master in her previous life came to mind.

She would patiently guide Lynn in druidic magic, concoct natural potions for him, prepare suitable equipment for him, enlighten him when he was confused, soothe his anxiety when he was tired, and kick him out in frustration when he tried to win over Vera.

really.

This is the latest one.

But there are things like rebellious disciples and their masters.

It's really real now.

I still can't do it even a little bit.

Elune's touch was in Lynn's palm.

This is the first time.

Lynn truly felt that this was not some backwater game for Mu.

Lynn was completely bound and could only shout.

"Master, you can't."

"You're getting closer and closer."

Where are you rubbing your cheek?

"Still pretending to be so calm."

......

Lynn sensed it.

The temperature of the skin under the palm.

The lips are soft and moist.

The warmth of her breath spraying onto my palm.

"More..." Elune continued to murmur in her sleep, her voice soft and sticky with the characteristic limpness of someone who was drunk.

"I want...more nature..."

It seems that if things continue to develop in this way, it may attract something indescribable.

Lynn could only shout, "No!"

"Elder Elune, I am Lynn, here to take up my druidship."

"Hmm?" Upon hearing this, Elune seemed to react as if some kind of switch had been triggered.

She gently rubbed her eyes.

Then she slowly opened her emerald green eyes.

Her eyes were unfocused, as if she was still drunk.

Elune moved closer to Lynn's face, her warm breath gently caressing his cheek.

Seemingly recognizing the newcomer, Elune slowly spoke, "Welcome to the Way of Nature, Prophet Lynn."

"Yes, Druid."

"Join the Druid class."

She was groping around on herself, as if searching for something.

The silk pajamas were now revealing too much of her body.

How could anything possibly be hidden in these pajamas?

Lynn couldn't help but complain.

"Hmm, it seems we can't find the wood element crystals." Slightly tipsy, Elune spoke with a softer, more endearing tone.

Lynn found the contrast rather endearing.

But Lynn found her next sentence unlovable.

"There's no other way; it seems we have no choice but to enter into a natural contract."

???

???

Natural contract? ??

wow!!!

Master.

Tomorrow is fine too.

I'm not planning on getting married yet.

Before Lynn could react.

Elune's lips were already on his.

Her lips were soft and slightly cool, with a faint floral scent.

But Lynn didn't have time to feel it at all.

A rich, natural scent permeated Lynn's body through the kiss.

Lynn's aura rose steadily.

Beginner Peak.

intermediate.

Intermediate peak.

advanced.

Advanced Peak.

[System Prompt]

You have successfully become a Druid.

You have successfully awakened Wood Element Affinity (Intermediate)

[Wood Affinity (Intermediate): Communication with the wood element is as natural as breathing. Wood magic learning speed +50%, spell cost -25%, spell effect +20%, and perception is greatly enhanced in wood-based environments.]

......

The kiss lasted for about fifteen minutes.

Lynn sat stiffly on the edge of the bed, the sleeping elven elder in his arms.

At this moment, she...

Soft and boneless.

After helping Lynn complete her inauguration, Elune seemed exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.

Her cheek was still pressed against his chest, her warm breath rhythmically spraying onto his skin.

Lynn gently placed her back on the bed, pulled up her slipped silk nightgown, and covered her with a blanket.

Lynn was somewhat silent as she walked home.

Natural Contract.

It's equivalent to guarantoring one's own lover and guiding them towards the way of nature.

It can also be called a marriage certificate for wood elf druids.

It is also the most enduring declaration of love from a Wood Elf Druid.

Each druid has only one chance in their lifetime.

Once an object is selected, it cannot be changed.

They will walk hand in hand through the long course of their lives.

The two people who entered into the contract.

We can share our insights about nature.

Accelerate the practice of the Way of Nature.

They also share life.

Elune.

It must be over 400 years old.

A king-level wood elf druid.

Life is approaching 2000 years.

Lynn immediately divided it in half.

It seems like we made a profit.

But Lynn didn't want to.

Lynn held his head in his hands.

Lynn was confused.

Lynn shouted:

"I just want to become a Druid and raise my favorability rating."

"I really don't want to get married!"