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

Chapter 103 Debt Collection in Progress

Gambling and drugs are definitely things you should never touch!

Looking at Ying, who bears a slight resemblance to Freya.

Lynn had originally planned to have a proper conversation, but suddenly Ying pounced on him, yelling, "Medicine, medicine, medicine!"

Lynn has no medicine.

However, Lynn immediately realized that Shadow had been infected with something similar to a certain poison in the game.

There is no antidote for this; you can only gradually wean yourself off it.

So Lynn could only knock the guy unconscious and take him back to the Graystone tribe, asking Dogg to help him quit.

Incidentally, he also lost the meditation and breathing techniques that Freya had practiced in her previous life, and gave them to Dog to let Shadow practice.

When Dog saw Shadow's appearance, he inexplicably thought of himself in the goblin cave.

He immediately assured the gods that he would definitely help him quit.

As for the people of Blackthorn Keep, they've all been dealt with.

He casually tossed the blueprints of Hanhai New City to Ivital and told her his plans.

Lynn returned to Silver Dew Village.

We just arrived at the treehouse.

Lynn sprawled out on the soft fur-covered recliner without any regard for appearances.

He crossed his legs, his toes dangling idly, tossing a palm-sized rhomboid crystal in his hand.

This is the communication crystal that Vilitas presented as tribute after triggering the defeat cutscene.

Ok.

This thing, it's said, cost enough to buy half a small town.

But its function is similar to a video call.

"Tsk, it's still more enjoyable to be a hands-off boss." Lynn squinted, admiring the starlight-like patterns flowing inside the crystal.

"Now it's time for debt collection."

He lightly tapped his fingertip, and a wisp of magic flowed into the crystal.

Then, ripples like water spread across the surface of the crystal, and the starlight at the center began to converge.

A few seconds later, Veritas's face appeared clearly in the crystal.

The background appears to be an elegant study, where she is sitting behind a large desk.

"Master? What's wrong?" Vilitas's voice came through the crystal, carrying a hint of surprise and curiosity.

Today she was wearing a loose, light purple loungewear dress, her long black hair casually tied up, with a few strands falling beside her cheeks.

That once stunningly beautiful face, filled with arrogance and wickedness, now seemed more languid and gentle, and her eyes appeared somewhat tired.

Lynn immediately put on the face of "that kind of lazy, good-for-nothing husband who doesn't do any housework at home, and who abuses his wife every day to earn money to support the family, and who still does housework when he gets home."

He brought the crystal closer and blurted out, "Where are my people? Where are my supplies? Where is my team of experts?"

"Velitas, it's been days! Where's the thing you promised me?"

Vilitas was clearly taken aback by Lynn's expression and rapid-fire questions, her beautiful eyebrows furrowing slightly.

She subconsciously stroked her still-flat stomach with her hand, her tone tinged with grievance:

"Master, I've already made the arrangements."

"But mobilizing resources, selecting personnel, coordinating with all parties... which of these doesn't take time?"

"and……"

Her voice softened, carrying a hint of coquetry.

"Besides... I'm currently... preparing for pregnancy."

"Because the Mage Council places great importance on this aspect, there are many things they need to consider..."

"Could you please give me a little more time?"

"Pregnancy care?" Lynn raised an eyebrow.

Instead of showing any consideration, he moved his face even closer, almost touching the crystal, and spoke with even more self-righteousness.

"Does being pregnant mean you don't have to work? What kind of maid lies down as soon as she gets pregnant?"

"I'm waiting for the city to be built! The skyscrapers are just missing this little bit!"

"Can't you just make an effort and take some time to get this done for me quickly?"

"Waaah..." Vilitas, who had never suffered any injustice since childhood, had her eyes slightly redden and her voice moistened by Lynn's unreasonable attitude.

"Master, please...please stop!"

"I'm already making arrangements! I was checking the supplies list until midnight last night, and we were still selecting candidates this morning..."

"Give me a little time! Even if I were your maid, you can't be so impatient..."

"And besides, she's carrying your baby!"

She became more and more aggrieved as she spoke, one hand covering her lower abdomen, the other unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes, her purple eyes misty as she gazed at Lynn on the other side of the crystal.

She doesn't look like a Saint-level Truth Mage at all; she looks more like a little wife being bullied by a tyrannical landlord.

Lynn looked at her like this and actually wanted to laugh, but he kept his face tense and even brought up an old grudge.

"Oh, oh, oh, now you know how to play the victim?"

"Who told someone to be so arrogant and awful back then? Hmm? Where did that queen-like demeanor go when you were forcing me to take my medicine?"

These words struck a nerve with Veritas. Her confidence instantly waned, tears welled in her eyes, and her voice was soft and sweet: "I...I know I was wrong..."

"I was wrong back then, I apologize, I repent... But I was punished and signed a slave contract with my master, so please don't keep bringing that up, okay?"

"Oh? You feel wronged by signing a contract with me? Is this what you call punishment?" Lynn shouted loudly, her attitude hostile, as she leaned close to the crystal.

Lynn's expression startled Veritas: "Waaah~ I'm not wronged, that's what I wanted, I wanted to sign a contract with my master."

Then, Veritas sniffed, held up four fingers, and made a promise.

"Master, I promise to assign my most talented and handsome student to help you first!"

"I'll get the rest done as soon as possible too!"

"Master...please be kinder to me, okay? You're really making me feel bad."

"Waaaaaah ┭┮﹏┭┮"

By the end, Veritas's voice was almost pleading.

Lynn decided to stop while she was ahead, considering that the pregnant woman's unhappiness could indeed have negative consequences.

Ok.

So it's best to know when to stop.

Lynn softened his tone slightly, but still maintained his domineering manner: "Alright, alright, stop crying. Anyone who doesn't know better will think I did something to you."

"I'm building a city, and neither speed nor quality can be compromised, understand?"

"Didn't you do anything to me?" Veritas muttered aggrievedly, her nose twitching.

"What? Speak louder!" Lynn shouted.

"I said, I understand!" Veritas nodded quickly, like a chick pecking at rice.

"Hurry up and arrange it over." Lynn waved her hand, preparing to end the call.

"Okay..." Veritas replied with a pitiful expression.

Vilitas stared at Lynn expectantly, as if she wanted to say something more.

But Lynn had already decisively cut off the magic supply.

The light from the communication crystal dimmed, and Veritas buried her face in her arms on the desk and burst into tears.

"Waaaaah, Lynn is so mean! I'm practically his woman, I do everything for him, and he still treats me like this! Waaaaah~"

"Done." Lynn casually tossed the crystal onto the bed next to him.

He stretched out a big yawn, his joints cracking.

At this moment, Lynn's face no longer held the wicked look from before; only a relaxed demeanor and a sly smile of triumph remained.

"Although it's a bit much to bully Veritas like this."

"But who can blame us? She's Vilitas. She used to be so awful and outrageous. It's okay to bully her a little."

"Yes, that's called getting what you deserve, an eye for an eye."

Lynn muttered to himself, but then nodded confidently.

After completely convincing himself, Lynn got up from the recliner.

He dusted off non-existent dust, hummed an off-key tune, and walked out of the treehouse.

The sunset is infinitely beautiful.

Taking a deep breath of the sweet air filled with the scent of beautiful fairies, Lynn walked briskly toward Leah's treehouse.

Pushing open the door, I saw Leah sitting in a chair by the window, looking at a plant guide.

Her long, light blue hair was loose, and her profile looked exceptionally soft and serene in the light and shadow.

Hearing the door open, Leah looked up, her platinum-grey eyes clear and bright: "Brother? Is everything done?"

"It's all done." Lynn walked over and casually ruffled her hair.

"Come on, let's go to a restaurant for dinner."

Leah closed the encyclopedia, stood up, and a faint smile flashed in her eyes: "Okay."

The two walked out of the treehouse side by side, blending into the tranquil and warm street scene of the settlement at dusk.

As for that maid still in the distant study, perhaps sulking or crying in front of the dimmed crystal...

Well, that's not something Lynn needs to worry about right now.

My top priority right now is to feed myself and my adorable little sister.