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

"Oh?"

Vilitas raised an eyebrow, looking at Lynn with interest.

In his heart, he was thinking, "This guy is so indiscriminate in his pursuit of women, and he's even putting on an act."

She took a step forward.

It was just a very light step, but Lynn felt the air around him change.

"Lord Lynn, if you are unwilling... then I will have no choice but to resort to force."

Veritas's voice remained soft, yet carried an undeniable air of authority.

"Wait!" Lynn hurriedly raised his hand.

We can't beat them, we really can't beat them.

Elune is indeed an Emperor-level being, but there's a huge difference between Emperor-level and Saint-level.

Not to mention that Veritas is a Saint-level peak in the Truth system.

It's possible that Elune didn't even finish her spellcasting animation before the battle was over.

"We can...discuss the terms."

"I've heard that the Mage Council provides some form of compensation in such cases?"

Lynn tried to make her expression look sincere.

He pronounced the word "compensation" very clearly.

It's called compensation, but the players all say it's payment for prostitution.

Vilitas tilted her head, a hint of amusement flashing in her violet eyes: "Compensation? There is indeed such a tradition."

"That makes things easier!" Lynn breathed a sigh of relief.

"You see, I've long admired the magic of truth, but I've never had a way to learn it... Could you perhaps offer me a training corps for truth mages?"

"You don't need many, five or six king-level beings will suffice."

Veritas: "No."

"...What about alchemy? The alchemy of the Mage Council is unparalleled on the continent. I'd be happy to have an alchemist training corps."

"no."

"An alchemy team?"

"no."

"Construction crew? My territory needs infrastructure..."

"no."

Lynn's expression gradually crumbled: "This won't work, that won't work... then what will work?"

A wicked smile spread across Veritas's face.

That smile was all about how I was just messing with you.

"To tell you the truth, I have no intention of giving you any compensation at all," she said slowly.

Her voice also had a damn sweetness and elegance.

"I've been secretly following you for a while now, ever since you received the blessing of nature. Guess what I've seen?"

She counted on her fingers: "A sister and wife who is devoted to you, an elf girl who is jealous of you, an elf apprentice who has ulterior motives towards you, an elf chieftain whom you just thoroughly explored, and this silly catgirl..."

Amber: "Meow?! I'm not stupid!"

Vilitas ignored her protests and continued to look at Lynn with the same disdainful gaze one would give someone trash:

"You're a vile, deceitful, manipulative, fickle bastard who plays with the feelings of innocent young girls."

"If it weren't for the guidance of truth, I would definitely cut off your harmful thing and soak it in solution as a specimen."

Lynn: "..."

"So you'll get compensation? Dream on."

"I'm here today to get something for free, what's wrong with that?"

"You should be grateful that I didn't chop that thing off after I finished with the prostitute."

"Veritras concluded with a cold expression."

Lynn wanted to refute it, but then she realized that she couldn't really refute it.

Finally, he took a deep breath, straightened his back, and adopted an unyielding stance:

"I'm telling you, forcing it won't work!"

Even if you are as beautiful as an angel, a woman of unparalleled grace, matters of the heart are about mutual consent! Even if you force your way into my body, I will—

Veritas took a small box out of her storage ring.

turn on.

Inside were twenty bottles of bright green medicine neatly stacked.

The bottle is labeled: [Hypertropic Drug - Extra Concentrated], [Enhanced Effect], [Lasting Effect for 12 Hours], [Recommended One Spoon at a Time], [Overdose May Cause Permanent Hyperergy]...

Lynn's voice stopped abruptly.

His pupils contracted sharply.

"Where...where did you get so many...?"

"I bought it. Your kobold priest is so grateful to me, his big customer, otherwise this potion wouldn't have spread so quickly." Vilitas picked up a bottle and shook it in the sunlight; the potion glowed with an ominous green light.

"I've heard that this medicine can even revive elderly nobles who are already terminally ill."

Oh, right.

"What did you just say? Forcing it won't work."

"Even if it's forced, so what?"

She looked at Lynn, her smile as sweet as poison, but her expression was exceptionally malicious.

Negotiations broke down.

Elune and Amber moved at the same time.

Behind Elune, countless vines began to sprout.

[Emperor-level Magic - Thousand-Handed Wooden Guanyin]

Amber then transformed into an orange afterimage, its sharp claws aimed straight for Veritas's throat.

[Tier 4 Arena Skill - Instant Kill Flash]

However, Veritas didn't even lift her eyelids.

She simply uttered a single word:

"Certainly."

Time stopped.

No, not completely stopped—Lynn could still think and feel his heartbeat.

But Elune and Amber's movements froze in mid-air. Before the Thousand-Armed Guanyin could even show herself, Amber's claws had just begun to swing.

Even the dust flying in the air seemed to stand still.

This is the Master of Truth.

They possess the power to manipulate time.

Veritas gracefully raised her hand, and several purple magical halos flew from her fingertips.

The halo enveloped Elune and Amber, rapidly contracting and binding them into an extremely humiliating position—

Elune was bound in a standard tortoise shell style, her druid robes accentuating her breathtaking curves.

Amber was tied up with her buttocks raised, and her tail was specially pulled straight and fixed. The catgirl's face was so red that it was almost dripping blood.

"Solve," Veritas uttered another word.

Time resumed its flow.

"Elune! Amber! Run—" Lynn's shout was cut off halfway through his sentence.

Because he saw that the two of them were already tightly bound, staring at him with shameful yet murderous eyes—no, they were staring at Veritas.

Don't worry.

"I won't hurt them. I'm just trying to keep them quiet."

"I'm being very kind; I was thinking that if I left them outside, they might get snatched up by monsters."

"So I kindly let them stay here until we're done."

"I wonder what their expressions will be when they see you looking like you're in ecstasy, and when you can't take it anymore and start screaming in agony."

Veritas spoke casually, but her eyes were full of teasing as she looked at Lynn.

She turned to Lynn, waving the male enhancement potion in her hand: "Now...it's our turn."

"Velitas! I'm warning you!"

Even if you get my body, you'll never get my heart!

Lynn tried to reason with him as he backed away.

"Oh."

What would I do with your heart?

Veritas scoffed.

She took a step and appeared directly in front of Lynn—not by teleportation, but by spatial folding.

The Mage of Truth's understanding of space allows her to fold distances as easily as turning the pages of a book.

Lynn tried to dodge, but the air around him suddenly became as hard as concrete.

He was frozen in place by an invisible force, and could only watch helplessly as Vilitas pried open his mouth and poured an entire bottle of male enhancement potion into his throat.

"Glug glug—"

The moment the medicine went down his throat, Lynn felt a burning sensation explode in his stomach and then quickly spread throughout his body.

A sleeping beast has awakened and is expanding at an alarming rate.

But Vilitas's actions did not stop.

"Wait...wait! One bottle is enough! Drinking too many will cause problems!"

Lynn spoke with difficulty.

Veritas tilted her head and thought for a moment, then pulled out another bottle: "The truth tells me that I have to hold on for a whole night, until dawn, before I can get pregnant. I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on."

"I can hold on! I'm just worried about you!" Lynn's lips twitched.

"What a joke! Me, a Saint-level Truth Mage, would have problems?"

Vilitas poured him another bottle.

Lynn: "..."

Big sister, it's precisely because you are the Truth Master that I'm worried!

In the game's previous version, there was a classic meme on the player forums: "Where did all the skill points for the Truth Mage go?"

Answer: It encompasses both perception and spirit.

In order to understand the truth of the world, analyze the essence of the laws, and cast high-level truth spells, truth mages basically invest their attribute growth in mental and perceptive attributes.

This made them the most powerful spellcasters, but it also made them... well, rather extreme in other aspects.

For example, physical constitution.

And what about Lynn?

He has just awakened the [Five Elements Mutual Generation, Endless Regeneration].

The trait is described as: "Almost never getting tired."

In layman's terms: As long as his energy isn't depleted, he can keep working.

Not to mention, two bottles of the male enhancement drug were also dispensed—the extra-concentrated version, with enhanced effects, the kind that recommends one spoonful at a time.

No.

She's still drinking.

Lynn looked at Vilitas's stunningly beautiful face, which was filled with the attitude of "I can do whatever I want, so what?" and felt a pang of regret.

Tonight... someone is bound to die.

It wasn't Lynn's fate.

It's hers.

Of course, if she persists, someone will still die.

Never mind, it's all this awful guy's own fault.

We can also discuss the price of prostitution later.