This Druid Is Too Versatile

Frey transmigrated. He became a druid in another world, and by a stroke of luck, he joined the Holy Academy to study magic. But that was when he realized he seemed to be different from ordinary druids. An ordinary druid would say, “O holy Forest God, I beseech you. Grant me the protection of the Forest King. Bear King Izrael, appear!” Frey, on the other hand, could transform into a beast in the blink of an eye. From the [Calamity Rat] to the [Storm Bear King Izrael], even the legendary [Dragon], all it took was contact with a special spirit item. He didn’t need to worship any gods. He was the storm itself, capable of transforming into anything. “Excuse me, could I join your party?” Frey looked behind him at the lovely elf girl who had come seeking him out once again. There was a cool, white-haired witch, a sweet and adorable battle priestess, and a radiant lady knight with a slightly twisted side. Of course she could. After all, his druid class was just too versatile.