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

As the treehouse door was gently pushed open, Leah was trying to sit up in bed.

Hearing the familiar footsteps, Leah's eyes lit up, and she almost instinctively wanted to get up and greet them.

Just like when they were little, like kittens and puppies waiting for their owners to come home, they happily rushed to the door.

She threw herself into her brother's arms.

However, as soon as Leah's legs touched the ground, a strong feeling of soreness spread from her waist.

His knees trembled, he lost his balance, and he knelt down on the wooden floor with a thud.

"Lia!"

Lynn's exclamation and the dull thud of the food box hitting the ground rang out at the same time.

He rushed over in one stride, knelt down on one knee, and picked up Leah in his arms.

The body in my arms felt light and airy, carrying the pleasant scent of lily of the valley, yet it was incredibly soft.

"I'm sorry, brother..."

"Liya is useless now... she can't even stand up straight..."

Leah buried her face in the crook of his shoulder, her voice muffled and clearly tinged with frustration.

Lynn blushed with embarrassment upon hearing this.

He carried Leah back to bed and gently stroked her cheek.

"I'm the one who should apologize."

"It's because I was too...unrestrained."

Memories of last night are surfacing in my mind—no, not just last night, but also this morning.

The more obedient and compliant Leah was, the more... out of control he became.

Those techniques from my past life, those techniques I used with Freya that teetered on the edge of being excessive and extremely excessive, were inadvertently employed a few last night when I was aroused.

They even started a classic battle at the entrance.

At that moment, Leah was trembling and curled up in his arms.

Looking back now, I realize I was simply—

Birth.

Lynn cursed herself in her heart.

"My brother is not wrong."

"It was what Leah herself wanted..."

Leah took his hand, her platinum-grey eyes looking at him intently.

"And, actually, Leah..."

At this point, Leah's voice lowered, and her cheeks flushed.

"...I like it very much."

The last three words were as light as a feather, yet they made Lynn's mind wander.

But then I thought about how Leah's body was already starting to give out.

If this continues, it might really break down.

Lynn could only sigh, then leaned down and planted a kiss on her forehead: "Lia, eat something first, I made you something delicious."

The food box was kept warm by magic, and steaming hot food was served when it was opened.

The tangy aroma of pickled fish and the rich fragrance of chicken soup wafted through the air.

Leah's eyes lit up: "It smells so good..."

"I'll feed you." Lynn picked up the small bowl, scooped up a spoonful of milky white fish soup, carefully blew on it to cool it down, and brought it to Leah's lips.

Leah obediently opened her mouth.

The moment the soup touched her lips, her eyes narrowed happily: "Mmm...it's sour, but so delicious..."

"Drink slowly."

"Try the fish slices, Leah."

Lynn scooped up another spoonful, this time with a slice of tender fish.

The fish meat almost melts in your mouth.

The crispness of the pickled cabbage, the tenderness of the fish slices, and the umami of the broth intertwine in your mouth.

This is indeed delicious.

However, Leah didn't care much for these things.

Even the half-cooked sweet potatoes her brother baked for her when she was little, Leah thought were the most delicious thing in the world.

Because it was made by my older brother, it's the most delicious.

Leah ate in small bites, glancing up at Lynn after each bite.

It was as if Lynn in front of him was the best side dish.

"Brother, you should eat too," she suddenly said halfway through the meal.

"I've already eaten," Lynn said with a smile, shaking her head as she continued feeding her.

"don't want."

"My brother feeds Leah, and Leah wants to feed my brother too."

Leah, unusually persistent, reached out and grasped Lynn's wrist as he held the spoon, gently turning the spoon toward him.

Her fingertips were warm, and her eyes were earnest.

Since Leah has been so insistent, how could Lynn possibly refuse?

Leah carefully fed him a spoonful of soup, her eyes sparkling as she watched his expression: "Is it good?"

"It tastes good."

"But it's mainly because Leah feeds it that it tastes good."

Lynn swallowed the soup and teased her on purpose.

"Brother!" Leah blushed slightly, but a smile curved her lips.

She picked up another piece of fish, this time using chopsticks herself, clumsily but earnestly offering it to Lynn's lips.

The two of them ate like that, taking turns eating.

Sunlight streamed through the windows of the treehouse, casting warm dappled patterns on the floor.

Occasionally, birdsong could be heard, making the room exceptionally quiet.

After eating, Leah's spirits improved significantly.

She leaned against Lynn's chest, playing with a strand of his hair.

Lynn thought for a moment and decided to tell Leah about his plans: "Well, Leah, I might need to leave for a few days."

"Where to?" Leah looked up, somewhat curious.

"Ancient Tree Area with Rock Roots"

"I might be able to find the earth-type affinity materials I need near the giant's remains over there."

Lynn briefly recounted what Amber had said.

Leah stiffened slightly. "Is it dangerous?"

Lynn thought for a moment: "It shouldn't be too dangerous. I plan to... go with Elune."

"Elder Elune? With her around, it shouldn't be too dangerous."

Leah bit her lip. Although she felt a little weak, she still whispered, "Brother... Leah wants to go too."

"Not this time." Lynn shook her head, her tone gentle but firm.

"You're still recovering, just rest and recuperate. Your brother will be back soon."

Seeing Leah's disappointed expression, he added, "I promise you, I'll take you next time. I'll take you to see the giant's remains—it's spectacular, the giant's body is thousands of meters long."

Leah reluctantly nodded: "Then you must promise me, brother, that you'll be careful, don't get hurt, don't be reckless, and run away first if you encounter danger..."

She listed more than a dozen "don'ts" in one go, and Lynn smiled and agreed to them one by one.

"When are we leaving?" Leah asked finally.

"A few days later," Lynn said. "I'll go talk to Elune first, and then I'll set off."

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It was evening.

Lynn arrived at Elune's treehouse, which was now rather quiet.

He hesitated for a moment, then gently knocked on the door.

no respond.

They knocked again.

A slight noise came from inside the treehouse, followed by slightly hurried footsteps.

The door was opened a crack, and Elune poked half her body out.

"Mr. Lynn, good evening."

Her voice was somewhat ethereal, completely different from her usual cool and composed tone.

What concerned Lynn even more was her condition—her long silver hair was somewhat disheveled, clearly not as carefully combed as usual.

A faint shadow hung beneath those emerald green eyes, and her gaze darted around, avoiding eye contact with Lynn.

Most importantly, her cheeks were flushed with a distinct blush that spread from her cheeks to the tips of her ears, and even her neck was tinged with a light pink.

This was not the aloof and dignified elven chieftain he usually was.

And you shouldn't blush like this just from meeting her.

"Chief Elune, you... haven't rested well?" Lynn asked tentatively.

"Ah... um."

"Right... I had some distracting thoughts last night."

Elune's fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes, a gesture that reminded Lynn of Vera's nervousness.

Her voice grew softer and softer, and the last few words were almost inaudible.

Lynn's heart skipped a beat.

He recalled the sudden sense of resonance deep within his soul that he experienced during his battle with Leah in the entrance hall last night.

Lynn thought she had enjoyed it, so...

At that time.

Elune is outside the door?

Why did she come to see me?

Did she hear everything?

Then it happened...

The incompetent Elune?

"Chief Elune, did you come to see me last night?"

Upon hearing this question, Elune's ears turned red, and she quickly denied it, "N-no!"

Seeing the tension on Elune's face and the guilty feeling transmitted through the soul resonance.

Lynn knows.

Elune must have gone to see me last night.

A gentle evening breeze stirred, lifting a few strands of Elune's silver hair.

She kept her head down, and the setting sun cast dappled shadows on her eyelashes.

This hesitant, shy demeanor was a stark contrast to the aloof and noble elven chieftain he usually was.

A thought suddenly popped into Lynn's mind.

A bold, even somewhat offensive, idea.

"Chief Elune".

"Regarding the Way of Nature... I had some new insights last night. Would you like to come into your room so we can discuss it in more depth?"