Synopsis
All I did was step over my grandmother’s garden fence gate—
and the gods tossed me into another world.
Grandma! You never said the fence gate was a spacetime portal!
And what’s this about completing ten divine decrees or else being condemned to eternal slavery?
[ The God of Wisdom and Knowledge, Gerka, has delivered His first decree to you. ]
[ Before you turn twenty, marry Count Hamilcar. ]
…You seriously expect a newborn baby to do that?
To make matters worse, my family’s a so-called noble house, but our county is pathetically small,
and my overly kind relatives are mocked as nothing more than “lapdogs of the crown.”
Fine then. If things are like this, I might as well squeeze some divine powers out of the gods
and save these poor medieval folks while I’m at it.
If you’re commissioning me, then of course there should be an advance payment.
That’s the law of equivalent exchange, isn’t it?
“Let me see my Status. The very detailed version, please.”
Thanks for the fair trade, god!
