Chapter 1: Elf, Princess, Pervert?

Tonight, the Vistoria Continent was graced by a rare full moon.

Pale as jade, glowing brighter than snow.

Across the Vistoria Continent, many places were bathed in a layer of pure silvery white.

But in the Okam Empire, on the outskirts of the capital Monsell, the scene was quite different.

Beneath the moonlight, in a deserted little forest, were a beautiful elf and the notoriously infamous Second Princess of the Okam Empire.

These two, who should never have crossed paths, were now brought together by some primal, unspeakable desire.

They lay on luxurious, noble garments, the forest leaves silent, with only the sounds of this secluded spot breaking the stillness.

Yet, one of them wore a pale, lifeless expression, her pupils empty.

It was a face utterly devoid of vitality; though her body still lived, somewhere deep in her soul, the light had faded.

Sometimes, death isn’t about the body’s end but the loss within one’s heart.

Losing innocence on the Vistoria Continent was, for a woman, worse than death itself.

And what stole her purity was none other than a girl!

A damnable human!

At that moment, hatred reignited within the dead soul, burning away everything else, consuming her entire being.

“Willis Egbert, I will kill you!”

The elf beneath her spoke expressionlessly, yet that deathly calm face bore a murderous aura she had never possessed before.

“Is that so? I’ll be waiting…”

The girl called Willis seemed utterly indifferent.

The elf’s threats only grew fiercer, and Willis’s reactions became rougher.

But the elf seemed oblivious, her eyes gradually darkening beneath the pale moon.

Though these threats brought harsher treatment, she needed to vent!

“I will kill you. Definitely!”

“Hmm.”

“You will be punished by Heaven!”

“Heh…”

Willis scoffed disdainfully.

Suddenly, a thick bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, striking Willis beneath the tree.

The intense electric current paralyzed both of them instantly; the smell of burnt flesh filled the air.

Willis’s eyes widened; her beautiful burgundy hair was now a tangled mess, like a bird’s nest.

She exhaled thick smoke, her body cracked and scorched from the high temperature and voltage.

“This… how is this possible!?”

Willis’s dilated eyes lost focus as she collapsed, but the elf, blessed with Elemental Affinity and Natural Blessing, was only injured, not unconscious.

Staring at the enemy collapsed on her, the elf’s shock froze her for several seconds before she comprehended what had just happened.

“Lightning?”

The elf blinked in confusion, but her expression quickly twisted with uncontrollable rage.

“Hahaha… Ahahahaha!!”

She burst into deranged laughter, pushing Willis away as her magic flared, coalescing into an icy shard!

“Heaven’s punishment, this is definitely Heaven’s punishment! Willis, die!”

Filled with hatred, the elf thrust the ice shard at the unconscious Willis.

Clang—!

A crisp shattering sound rang out as silver light sliced through at her wrist.

The ice shard shattered; the elf was kicked hard into a tree, the impact eliciting a pained grunt.

Her back crashed against the trunk, sending a sharp pain through her like her organs were being crushed.

Struggling through the agony, she opened her eyes and saw the Royal Knight of the Okam Empire’s Second Princess—Victoria Meklei.

Her silver hair danced in the moonlight, heavy armor frosted with cold, as icy and merciless as her silver eyes.

“This time I’m letting you go. If you dare lay a hand on Her Highness again, I’ll cut off your hands and head.”

Victoria’s voice was colder than the shattered ice shard, making the naked elf tremble all over.

Clearly, Victoria also blamed the lightning on the elf, Winnie Kanasha, who specialized in ice and lightning magic.

Failing one angry strike, she had no more chances left.

The elf quickly gathered clothes from the ground to cover herself, but the bloodstains on the once-pure dress burned like a glaring reminder of what had happened.

“Why… why are you helping her? Shouldn’t she die!?”

The elf snarled, glaring at Victoria. Even though they were different species, a Royal Knight shouldn’t be so foolish!

“She’s wicked and infamous, killing her is to rid the world of a menace! Kill her!”

The elf screamed hysterically but only dared to whisper the threat.

Victoria sheathed her heavy sword without expression and stared down at the fallen Willis.

“I am her Royal Knight. If she dies under my protection, I and my family will be implicated.”

Her tone implied she agreed with the elf’s sentiment.

But Willis couldn’t die here, not while Victoria was present.

“I will kill her. Definitely!”

The elf spat again.

Hearing this, Victoria sighed.

“Threatening to kill the person you’re sworn to protect is a challenge to my knightly code. But Willis…”

“Leave, Winnie Kanasha. Before I change my mind.”

Realizing she couldn’t kill Willis in front of the Royal Knight, the elf named Winnie Kanasha glared bitterly at the unconscious Willis.

She etched every inch of Willis’s body into her memory, just as Willis had just done to her.

Even if she turned to ash, she would find Willis among the crowd and… kill her!

Clenching her fists, Winnie Kanasha dressed and staggered away.

At the edge of the forest, she glanced once more at Victoria standing beside Willis, as if trying to memorize her face too.

As Winnie Kanasha disappeared into the thicket, Victoria looked down at the naked figure on the ground.

The Okam Empire’s Second Princess, the infamous Evil Princess.

If she lowered her sword now, she could slit this demoness’s throat, watching her beautiful blood spray.

The Evil Princess’s death would bring cheers from countless nobles and commoners she had harmed.

But Victoria Meklei would be implicated, and her family disgraced, becoming a scapegoat sentenced to death.

Such was the imperial dignity of the royal family.

“Now… is not the time.”

Sighing, Victoria lifted the unconscious Willis and turned away.

She returned to the luxurious carriage parked along the main road’s side path. Tonight, it carried only her and Willis.

So even if Victoria wanted to rid the world of harm, there was no one to share the blame.

If anything happened to Willis here, Victoria would be the first to be accused.

Roughly tossing that flesh into the carriage, Victoria took the driver’s seat and drove away.

***

The next day, only after the sun was high and the healer’s magic had been repeatedly applied, did Willis gradually awaken.

Her wounds had vanished as if they never existed.

Her body was cleansed; the marks left from last night’s struggle and the burn scars from the lightning strike were all thoroughly removed.

Her burgundy hair spilled evenly across the bed like a cloud of blooming red clouds.

“Uh, what’s going on…?”

Clutching her aching forehead, countless memories flooded her mind, followed by a sharp pain.

“Ah—!”

“My lady!? My lady, what’s wrong? Healer! Healer! Hurry, come see! Her Highness…”

The nearby maids shouted anxiously.

Not out of concern for Willis’s health, but because if she woke without a priest called immediately, they would face severe punishment.

After the healer’s frantic treatment, Willis’s headache eased, and she slowly calmed.

Memories collided in her mind—her own and those she had merged with—and Willis blankly stared at the bed, muttering.

“Soul Transmigration? Transformation… I… I turned into a girl?”

Unable to accept the fact, Willis collapsed in agony.

When she awoke again, it was already afternoon.

Her stomach growled loudly, reminding her it was time to eat.

But no matter how anxiously the maids urged, even kneeling to feed her, Willis had no appetite.

Her mind was a muddy chaos, swirling with countless thoughts.

“Vistoria Continent? Second Princess of the Okam Empire?”

“No, I’m a male high school student from Blue Star. My name is… my name is…”

“Ahhh!”

Frustrated, she pounded the bed and yelled, “Get out! All of you, get out!”

The maids scattered instantly, leaving Willis alone in the spacious room.

Warm sunlight poured through the window, dust particles dancing in the beams.

Outside, the chirping of insects and birds filled the air.

Watching this, Willis slowly leaned against the headboard with a bitter smile.

“What kind of nonsense is this?”

Her chest felt heavy, painful in every sense.

For three days, Willis languished in despair, gradually accepting the fact she had transmigrated and become the Okam Empire’s Second Princess—Willis Egbert.

She began to grow accustomed to this body, except for the heavy weight on her chest, which no matter what, she couldn’t get used to anytime soon.

“Just that reputation, this start… it’s probably hellish.”

From the merged memories, Willis learned the previous incarnation had been utterly wicked since childhood and harbored a terrifying fetish—she liked women!

Not only was her entire palace filled with women, but half her guards were female, while the men were stationed on the outermost defenses.

Even the healers who cared for her daily were all women.

This revealed Willis’s preferences clearly.

Noble families in the Okam Empire guarded their daughters as if against thieves, afraid Willis would harm them.

Yet, despite this, Willis had succeeded several times.

Including the night three days ago…

Uh, that night.

The moonlit image of the elf named Winnie Kanasha resurfaced in her mind.

Willis remembered every detail—the intense passion beneath the sacred clouded moon felt like her own experience.

Though it was indeed her own doing…

“But that’s not something I did!”

Willis collapsed onto the bed in anguish; the previous Willis had left her an enormous mess.

She already had countless enemies; now there was an elf as well.

[Beep! Queen’s Exclusive System loaded successfully. Welcome, Host.]

At that moment, an exciting voice echoed in her mind.

Willis hurriedly asked, “System?”

[Beep! System online! View current host attributes?]

After a brief pause, thoughts racing, excitement mounting, she reluctantly smiled and said, “Uh, view.”

[Name: Willis Egbert

Gender: Female

Race: Human

Identity: Second Princess of the Okam Empire, second in line to the throne, Lord of Ushi City

Power: Apprentice Mage

Skills: Fire Phoenix (Basic), Flame Armor (Basic), Fiery Whip (Basic), Air Blade (Proficient)

Talent: Not selected

Mana: 1000/1000 (natural recovery rate 2 points/minute)

Spirit: 100/100 (natural recovery rate 1 point/minute)

Equipment: None

Reputation: Infamous, cries in the night]

[Beep! More system functions locked; please complete designated tasks to unlock.]

[Beep! Initial system load complete. Would you like to select a talent?]

Staring at the simple system screen, Willis nodded. “Select.”

[Beep! Selecting talent…]

[Beep! Congratulations, Host. Special-level talent acquired—Real Eye.]

As the system announced this, Willis felt a strange change in her eyes.

Looking at her hand, a string of information appeared before her.

[Willis’s hand, though fair as jade with rosy fingertips, is wicked and recommends amputation.]

Cut off my hand? Am I crazy?!

Willis was speechless, then glanced at the bed.

[The custom bed of Willis, Second Princess of the Okam Empire, made from the finest moonlight silk, expensive and comfortable. Sleeping on it slowly increases mana cap and accelerates mana recovery.]

Nice!

No wonder sleeping felt so good!

Willis sighed, then closed and reopened her eyes; the Real Eye’s effect vanished.

Looking back at the system screen, she saw an addition under the talent column.

[Real Eye LV1: Assists in combat, can probe target’s basic information, weaknesses, and behavior; can dispel barriers and illusions.

Note 1: Within level limits, the host is immune to all mental attacks. However, mental attacks with excessively high power can damage the Real Eye.

Note 2: The host can see through the true nature of things.]

Overall, Willis was quite satisfied with this ability.

The previous Willis had left her an unavoidable mess; if she weren’t the Second Princess, Willis might have died thousands of times by now.

Now with the system, her chances of survival improved.

Just as Willis was thinking this, the door was suddenly kicked open.

Boom!

The loud noise startled her; she turned her head…

The door was smashed against the opposite wall, bursting with a bang, shaking the whole room.

A black-haired girl clad in female armor stormed in, her face burning with fury.

Not again… Who was this now? Someone who could barge into her bedchamber and look murderous?

“Willis!”

The newcomer sat at her bedside, teeth clenched, hands gripping Willis’s shoulders as she shouted.

“Why are you still sleeping? Get up! Don’t you remember what day it is today?”

Having merged memories, Willis was now a blend of two beings.

She held both sets of memories, no longer just Willis, nor merely a transmigrator.

She smiled lazily, a charming yet noble smirk at her lips.

She asked, “What day? Our wedding day?”

Yes, Willis liked girls.

As a transformed transmigrator, she naturally liked girls.

It was a habit she couldn’t break for now; Willis enjoyed teasing her prey from above.

“Pft!”

The girl spat, her cheeks flushed.

“No one’s marrying you, Willis. If you say that again, I’ll beat you!”

She swung a fist, stopping just three centimeters from Willis’s cheek under her unblinking gaze.

“Get up! If you don’t, and you’re late, I’ll be implicated too! I’m only recommending you because you begged!”

Only then did Willis recall who this was.

The Okam Empire’s First Princess—her eldest sister—Sielyou Egbert.

A princess who disliked power struggles, loved swordplay, and wanted to become a knight.

When angry, she called herself “old lady,” a free spirit who scorned the trappings of a noblewoman.

Despite her rough words unbefitting her royal status, this girl was stunning—her curves impossible to hide beneath armor.

No excess flesh, slim waist and full hips, slender legs and arms.

Besides calluses from sword practice, her face was flawless, fairy-like…

Her virgin scent was intoxicating, making Willis want to nuzzle closer.

Meanwhile, Willis remembered what the “special day” meant.

[Beep! System mission issued!

Complete the Okam Empire Royal Academy inaugural speech!

Requirements: Spectacular—at least 100 faculty and students present, applauding.

Reward: Special magical weapon—Ying Shayu.

Failure: Disgusting tentacles grow on your face.

Note: First mission reward is generous; failure penalty is harsh. Tentacles aren’t bad, from the perspective of an evil god.]

Seeing this mission, Willis frowned.

She, a hated pariah, giving a spectacular inaugural speech to 100 people?

If ten showed up, she’d be ecstatic.

But the failure penalty?

Tentacles on her face?

An evil god would like that?

No way! She’d never accept that.

Unbeknownst to Willis, several black-robed figures watched from a secret chamber outside a street near the imperial city.

“Winnie, are you sure she’ll come here?”

“She will! That night, she proudly told me she’s going to the Royal Academy inauguration…”

Winnie Kanasha gritted her teeth, as if ready to unleash her boundless hatred.

“Given the circumstances, that scum wouldn’t lie… And to get to the Royal Academy, this is the path. We’ll ambush her here!”