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

then.

The girl's heart was so close to mine; I could feel its hot, rapid beat.

And... her selfish yet sincere favoritism.

When I met the girl's watery yet panicked eyes,

I felt a pang of heartache for a moment.

But a moment later, I... started lying again.

"Lia..."

Nature once told me a saying: "If the skin is gone, where will the hair attach?"

"The reason I chose to take on this responsibility of saving the world is because without the greater good, what is the point of our own families?"

"The rise and fall of the nation is the responsibility of every citizen."

"Moreover, I am the prophet destined to save the world."

"We are part of the world."

"If the world were gone, we would be even less likely to find happiness."

"Saving the world is also about saving your own family."

Lynn's gaze lingered on the distant horizon.

The elves and orcs were all moved by Lynn's words.

Yes.

We are all part of a global community.

Without the greater good, there is no individual family.

The rise and fall, everyone is responsible.

Even Vera was moved by Lynn's words, her eyes sparkling.

But Leah hugged her even tighter.

Because, Lydia suddenly realized.

Saving the world is a dangerous thing.

He will face many formidable enemies, far more powerful than the so-called Blackthorn Baron.

"Can't we not go?"

"Even if my brother doesn't go, there are others who can do it."

She spoke softly, her tone pleading.

"The world is so big, it doesn't necessarily have to be you, brother."

Lynn touched Leah's soft, light blue hair.

He revealed a smile that was as warm as a spring breeze, and slowly began to speak.

"Lia".

"I am the prophet."

"I choose to save the world—"

"One is my duty."

"The other one is for better protection of you..."

Lynn paused, his gaze, as supple as the most resilient thread, firmly locking onto her panicked eyes.

then.

He continued speaking.

"so."

Please support me.

"May I?"

Under Lynn's sincere gaze, Leah felt lost and uneasy.

Regarding the older brother's request.

Leah was never one to refuse, so she could only give a soft "hmm".

She also made up her mind.

Leah, you must become stronger.

This way we can better protect our brother.

After comforting Leah, Lynn gently pulled her tightly clenched hands away.

When Lynn looked again at the clearing where the elves and orcs were gathered.

The first thing he saw was Elune, who was standing quietly on the periphery of the crowd.

She had arrived at some unknown time; perhaps she was already there when Leah cried out.

Her long, silver hair remained perfectly in place in the gentle breeze, and her elegant dark green robe accentuated her snow-white skin.

She simply stood there, her emerald eyes reflecting the figures of Lynn and Leah.

Sunlight danced on her long eyelashes, but could not dispel the complex glimmer in her eyes.

Her hands, clasped together in front of her, unconsciously tightened, her knuckles turning slightly white.

This small gesture revealed the subtle undercurrents beneath that calm and collected demeanor.

When Lynn's gaze met hers, Elune's eyelashes trembled almost imperceptibly.

immediately.

She quickly, almost hastily, looked away.

But on that slightly turned cheek, a very faint pink tinge quietly appeared on the tip of her ear.

The surrounding elves all cast their gazes, some openly, some subtly, toward their chieftain.

Elder Xihai's eyes held a deep sigh and understanding.

Elder Seran pursed his lips.

Vera looked at everyone's reaction with some confusion.

The younger elves exchanged meaningful glances—a glance filled with concern, sympathy, and perhaps a hint of helplessness in the face of complex emotions.

The covenant between Elune and the prophet, witnessed by nature, and Lydia's undeniable outburst just now.

A subtle, unspoken tension filled the air.

then.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, Elune made a move that surprised everyone.

She didn't step forward, didn't ask any questions, and didn't even glance at Lynn again.

She did it very lightly, yet very resolutely.

He turned around.

The silver hair traced a slightly lonely arc as it headed deeper into the settlement.

He left with a measured yet undeniable gait.

Her back view remained elegant and upright, yet it seemed to be covered by an invisible layer of thin ice.

It quietly separated her from the noise, the concern, and the person who unsettled her.

Elune.

She is the chieftain of Silver Dew, an Emperor-level druid, and a hero who has just saved the settlement.

She needs to remain calm and protect the settlement.

Instead of getting caught up in the complicated feelings and bittersweet emotions of love and relationships.

At least, not in front of others.

Elune's pace quickened.

Her heart didn't seem as calm as she thought.

Lynn watched her departing figure.

I recalled all the things from the past.

He was not unaware of Elune's behavior these past few days.

but.

My teacher from a past life.

Does she really have to become my wife?

But after glancing at Leah in front of him, Lynn looked away.

He took a deep breath, and the composure befitting a leader returned to his face.

The matter of the underground city is of paramount importance at this time.

"Captain Sheena, Captain Fang."

His voice rang out clearly, breaking the silence: "The situation is urgent, we need to discuss it immediately. Please summon the relevant personnel for a meeting at the Elder Treehouse in one hour."