The full moon shone brilliantly over the Vistoria Continent tonight, a rare sight indeed.
White as jade, its glow rivaled snow itself.
Many places across the Vistoria Continent were coated in a layer of pure silver-white radiance.
But on the outskirts of Monseer, the capital of the Okam Empire, a different scene was unfolding.
Beneath the moonlight, in a secluded grove seldom visited by anyone, a beautiful elf and the Okam Empire’s notoriously feared Second Imperial Princess were together.
Two people who should have had no connection whatsoever were drawn together by a primal, unspeakable desire.
Beneath them lay expensive, noble garments. The forest leaves were silent, save for the sounds emanating from this very spot.
However, one of them wore a pallid expression, her pupils hollow and empty.
One might call it a lifeless face. Though her life still burned within, that place called the soul had already dimmed beyond recovery.
Sometimes, death doesn’t refer to the end of the body, but to the passing of one’s inner self.
Losing one’s purity, on the Vistoria Continent, is a fate worse than death for a woman.
What’s more, the one who had stolen her innocence was also a young maiden!
And a damned human at that!
In that instant, hatred reignited from the deadened soul, burning away everything else, flooding her entire being!
“Willis Egbert, I will definitely kill you!”
The elf beneath her spoke with an expressionless face, yet upon that deathly still visage rested a killing intent so fierce that the former her could never have possessed it.
“Is that so? I’ll be waiting…” The girl called Willis clearly didn’t care.
Moreover, the more the elf beneath her threatened, the rougher Willis’s actions became.
But the elf seemed oblivious, her eyes gradually turning dark and deep beneath the pale moon.
Though threatening her like this only invited harsher treatment, she had to vent!
“I will kill you, mark my words!”
“Mm.”
“You’ll be struck down by divine punishment!”
“Heh heh…”
Willis dismissed her completely.
Suddenly, a thick bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, striking Willis directly under the tree.
The intense current paralyzed both of them in an instant, and the smell of scorched flesh immediately filled the air.
Willis’s eyes flew wide open. Her beautiful wine-red hair had been frazzled into a wild mess, like a chicken’s nest.
She coughed out a puff of thick smoke, her body covered in cracks and burn marks from the immense heat and pressure.
“This… how is this possible!?”
Willis collapsed with unfocused, staring eyes, but the elf—blessed with elemental affinity and protected by nature—was only injured, not unconscious.
Staring at the enemy lying on top of her, the elf’s shock took several seconds to process what had just happened.
“Thunder?”
The elf was stunned for a moment, then her expression slowly twisted beyond her control.
“Hah… ahahahaha!!”
She burst into mad laughter, like something broken. The elf pushed Willis aside, magical power beginning to gather in her hand, condensing into an ice spike!
“Divine punishment, this is absolutely divine punishment! Willis, go to hell!”
With intense hatred blazing, the elf raised the ice spike and drove it down toward the unconscious, fallen Willis.
Ting—!
A crisp sound of shattering rang out as a silver flash split from her wrist.
The ice spike was shattered, and the elf was sent flying by a kick, crashing into a tree with a pained grunt.
Her back slammed against the trunk, and searing pain exploded through her, as if her internal organs were being crushed along with it.
Fighting through the agony, she forced her eyes open and saw the Okam Empire’s Second Imperial Princess’s Guardian Knight—Victoria Mecrai.
Her silver hair danced in the moonlit night. Her heavy armor was covered in frost, as cold and merciless as her silver eyes.
“I’ll spare you this time. If you dare lay a hand on Her Highness again, I’ll cut off both your hands and your head!”
Victoria’s voice was colder than the shattered ice spike, sending the completely naked elf trembling violently.
Clearly, she had attributed the lightning strike to the elf, after all, Winnie Kanasha was an elf specializing in ice and lightning magic.
The anger-fueled attack had failed, and now there was no opportunity.
The elf hastily grabbed the clothes from the ground to cover herself, but the blood-red stain defiling her pure white dress was all too glaring.
A reminder of what had just happened.
“Why… why did you help her? Doesn’t she deserve to die!?”
The elf gnashed her teeth at Victoria. As a fellow woman, even of a different race, the Guardian Knight shouldn’t be so foolish!
“She’s done countless evils, her reputation is infamous. Killing her is doing justice for the world! Kill her!”
The elf was hysterical, though she could only manage a quiet scream.
Seeing this, Victoria sheathed her heavy sword, then looked down at the fallen Willis with an expressionless face.
“I am her Guardian Knight. If she died under my protection, I and my entire family would be implicated.”
The implication was that she agreed with the elf’s words.
It was just that Willis couldn’t die while Victoria was present.
“I will kill her, I swear it!” The elf forced those words out again.
Hearing this, Victoria let out a sigh.
“Threatening to kill my charge right in front of her Guardian Knight is practically a challenge to my knightly principles, but Willis…”
“Leave, Winnie Kanasha, before I change my mind.”
Knowing she couldn’t kill her target with the Guardian Knight present, the elf called Winnie Kanasha glared hatefully at the unconscious Willis.
Memorizing every inch, every part of her body! Just as she had done to her moments ago!
Even if she turned to ash, she would pick her out of a crowd, and then… kill her!
Clenching her fists, Winnie Kanasha dressed herself and staggered away, step by unsteady step.
At the edge of the dense woods, she glanced back at Victoria standing beside Willis, as if memorizing her face as well.
As Winnie Kanasha disappeared into the thicket, Victoria looked down at her naked mistress on the ground.
The Okam Empire’s Second Imperial Princess, the infamous Bloody Princess.
One clean stroke of her sword right now, and she could slit this demoness’s throat, letting that beautiful blood spray.
The Bloody Princess’s death would only make the countless nobles and commoners she had victimized rejoice.
But she—Victoria Mecrai—would implicate herself and her family, be made the scapegoat and beheaded.
To uphold the dignity of the Imperial Royal Family.
“Not… yet.”
With a sigh, Victoria picked up the unconscious Willis and turned to leave.
Returning to the luxurious carriage parked on a side path off the main road, tonight only she and Willis had come here.
So even if Victoria wanted to rid the world of this evil, there was no one to take the blame for her.
If something happened to Willis here, she would be at a loss for words, the first to be thrown out as the culprit.
Roughly tossing that piece of flesh into the carriage, Victoria took the coachman’s seat and drove away.
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The next day, it wasn’t until the sun was high in the sky and healing mages had repeatedly treated her several times that Willis finally stirred awake.
By now, the wounds on her body had vanished, as if they had never existed.
Her body had been cleaned, all traces of last night’s activities and the scorch marks from the lightning strike completely washed away.
Her wine-red hair lay spread evenly across the bed like rubies, like a beautiful rosy sunset blooming amid clouds.
“Ugh, I’m…”
Clutching her throbbing forehead, countless memories flooded her mind, pain surging in that moment.
“Aah—!”
“Your Highness!? Your Highness, what’s wrong? Healer! Healer! Come quick, Her Highness is…”
Beside her, the maids in attendance cried out in panic.
It wasn’t that they were particularly worried about Willis’s condition, but rather that if she recovered and they hadn’t summoned a priest immediately, they would face severe punishment.
As the healer frantically treated her again, Willis’s headache gradually subsided and she slowly calmed down.
The memories from her mind and the body’s original memories collided with each other. Willis stared blankly at the bed, murmuring to herself.
“Soul transmigration? Body transformation… I… I’ve… become a woman?”
Unable to accept this reality, Willis collapsed in anguish.
When she woke again, it was already afternoon.
Her stomach growled loudly, as if reminding her it was time to eat.
But no matter how anxiously the maids pleaded, even kneeling and offering food to her lips, Willis had no desire to eat.
Her mind was a muddled mess, chaotic and turbulent, a thousand thoughts racing through it.
“Vistoria Continent? Okam Empire’s Second Imperial Princess?”
“No, I’m a male high school student from Blue Star. My name is… my name is…”
“Ahhhh!“
With an angry roar, Willis pounded the bed and shouted, “Get out! All of you, get out!”
The maids scattered like startled birds, leaving Willis alone in the vast room.
Warm sunlight streamed through the window, dust motes dancing lively in the light beams.
The sounds of insects and birds drifted in from outside. Gazing at this scene, Willis slowly leaned against the headboard with a bitter smile.
“What kind of mess is this.”
Her chest felt heavy and uncomfortable, in every sense of the word.
After three days of moping like this, Willis gradually accepted the fact that she had transmigrated and become the Okam Empire’s Second Imperial Princess—Willis Egbert.
She had also familiarized herself with this body through gradual exploration, though the weight on her chest was something she simply couldn’t get used to, no matter what.
“It’s just that this reputation, this starting situation… this has to be hell difficulty.”
Based on the fused Willis’s memories, she had been virtually irredeemable since childhood, and she had one terrifying hobby—she liked women!
Not only were all the attendants in her palace female, but half of her guards were women too. As for the men, they were all assigned to the outermost perimeter guard duties.
Even the healers who had always cared for her daily needs and had treated her earlier were all female.
This showed Willis’s preferences clearly.
The noble families of the Okam Empire all guarded against Willis like thieves, terrified she would corrupt their daughters.
But even so, Willis had succeeded several times.
Including that night three days ago…
Ugh, that night.
Thinking of that moonlit night, the face of that elf named Winnie Kanasha floated back into her mind.
Willis remembered every part of her body, including those passionate encounters beneath the holy moonlight, all vivid as if she had experienced them herself.
Though it technically was [she herself] who had done it…
“But that wasn’t me!”
Willis collapsed onto the bed in anguish. The previous Willis had left her a truly dreadful mess.
There were already plenty of people who hated her, and now she had an elf added to the list.
[Ding! Empress System fully loaded. Welcome, Host.]
Just then, an exciting voice rang out in her mind.
Willis quickly asked, “System?”
[Ding! System here! Would you like to view the Host’s current stats?]
She was stunned for a moment, thoughts racing, excitement stirring within.
Finally, thinking of her situation, Willis could only laugh bitterly. “Uh, sure, show me.”
[Name: Willis Egbert
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Identity: Okam Empire Second Imperial Princess, Second in Line of Succession, Lord of Ushi City
Strength: Apprentice Mage
Skills: Fire Phoenix (Basic), Flame Armor (Basic), Fire Whip (Basic), Air Blade (Proficient)
Talent: Not yet drawn
Mana: 1000/1000 (Natural recovery rate: 2 points per minute)
Spirit: 100/100 (Natural recovery rate: 1 point per minute)
Equipment: None equipped
Reputation: Infamous, stops children from crying at night]
[Ding! More system functions are locked. Please complete designated tasks to unlock them.]
[Ding! System initial loading complete. Would you like to draw a talent?]
Looking at the simple system interface before her, Willis nodded. “Draw.”
[Ding! Drawing in progress…]
[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You have obtained a special-grade talent—True Eye.]
As the system announced, Willis felt a marvelous change occurring in her eyes.
She looked at her own hand, and a string of information appeared before her eyes.
[Belongs to Willis’s hand. Though white as jade with delicate pink fingers, it has committed countless evils. Recommendation: chop it off.]
What the heck, chop it off? Do I look crazy enough to chop off my own hand!?
Willis was speechless, then looked at the bed.
[A custom-made grand bed belonging to Willis Egbert, Second Imperial Princess of the Okam Empire. Made from the finest Moonlight Silk, worth a fortune. Sleeping in it slowly increases mana cap and accelerates mana recovery.]
Now that’s a nice find!
No wonder it’s so comfortable to sleep in!
Willis sighed in admiration, then closed her eyes and opened them again. The True Eye’s effect faded.
When she checked the system information again, she saw something new added to the talent column.
[True Eye LV1: Aids in combat. Can inspect target’s basic information, weaknesses, and behavior. Can break through barriers, illusions, etc.
Note 1: Within level limits, True Eye host is immune to all mental attacks. Caution—mental attacks of significantly higher power can damage the True Eye.
Note 2: True Eye host can perceive the essence of things.]
Overall, Willis was quite satisfied with this ability.
The previous Willis had left her an unavoidable mess. If it weren’t for her status as Second Imperial Princess, Willis would probably have died ten thousand times over by now.
Now with the system at her side, her chances of survival were somewhat better.
Just as Willis was thinking this, the door was kicked open.
Bang!
The loud crash startled Willis, and she turned to look…
The door had been sent flying, slamming against the opposite wall with a resounding boom, the entire room trembling from the impact.
Looking again, she saw a girl with long black hair, wearing female-style armor, storming in.
Her face was full of rage.
Oh no, who’s this now? Not only can she freely barge into my bedchamber, but she looks ready to kill?
“Willis!”
The newcomer sat down at the edge of her bed, gritting her teeth, and grabbed her shoulders, shouting.
“How can you still be sleeping? Get up! Have you forgotten what day it is today?”
Because she had fused with the previous body’s memories, the current Willis could be considered a combination of both people.
She possessed the memories of two individuals—no longer purely Willis, nor purely the transmigrator.
Casually, she let a charming yet noble smile curl at the corner of her lips.
She asked, “What day? Is it our wedding day?”
Yes, Willis liked girls.
And as a transmigrator who had been transformed into a girl, she naturally liked girls too.
It was a habit she couldn’t change, and Willis enjoyed teasing her prey from a position of superiority.
“Pah!”
The newcomer spat, her cheeks flushing slightly.
“Who would marry you? Say that again, Willis, and I’ll beat you up!”
She swung a punch, stopping just three centimeters from Willis’s cheek under her unwavering gaze.
“Get up! If it weren’t for you begging me, I wouldn’t be your recommender. If you’re late, I’ll be implicated too!”
That’s when Willis remembered who this person was.
The Okam Empire’s First Imperial Princess, her older sister—Hilou Egbert.
An imperial princess who had no interest in power struggles, preferring to wield swords and pursue knighthood.
When she was angry, she liked to call herself “old lady,” and was a free spirit who disliked the constraints of being a proper lady.
But compared to her crude speech that didn’t match her royal status, the girl before her was absolutely stunning. Her voluptuous figure couldn’t be hidden even by her armor.
Not an ounce of fat on her, with a slender waist, curvy hips, and delicate arms and legs.
Aside from the calluses on her hands from sword practice, her face was flawless, worthy of a celestial beauty…
The fragrance of her maidenhood was utterly intoxicating, making Willis want to press herself against her and nuzzle.
At the same time, Willis also recalled what the other had meant by “what day is today.”
[Ding! System task issued!
Complete the inauguration speech at the Okam Empire Royal Academy!
Requirement: Spectacular—at least 100 faculty and students must attend and applaud you
Reward: Special magic weapon—Sakura Death Word.
Failure: Repulsive tentacles grow on your face.
Note: The first task’s reward is generous, but failure is harsh. Actually, tentacles aren’t so bad, from a certain evil god’s aesthetic perspective.]
Seeing this task, Willis couldn’t help but frown.
Her giving a spectacular inauguration speech when she was a pariah everyone avoided? With 100 faculty and students?
She’d be grateful if even ten people showed up.
But what was that failure penalty? Tentacles growing on her face, and an evil god would like them?
Screw that! She would never accept something like that.
What Willis didn’t know, however, was that several figures in black robes were currently lying in wait in a secret chamber beside a certain street in the royal capital.
“Winnie, are you sure she’ll come this way?”
“She definitely will! That night, she proudly told me she was going to the Royal Academy for her inauguration…”
Winnie Kanasha ground her teeth, as if venting the immense hatred she carried.
“In that situation, that scumbag wouldn’t lie… And to reach the Royal Academy, this road is the only way. We’ll ambush her here… and kill her!”