Princess Fischl

Chapter 81

Unlike what I expected, this time the outfit was not the same as last time. I clearly felt how my shoulders were bare, while my skin felt the warmth of surprisingly comfortable metal, how something was slightly pulling my earlobes, and the expected weight of the crown on my head did not appear, instead, my hair seemed to come alive, shimmering with purple lightning. I desperately wanted to inspect my new outfit, but in order not to fall flat on my face, I was able to suppress this urge and pretend that everything was going as it should, with dignity looking around at the people looking at me with trepidation.

For a moment, I thought even Oz was surprised, but given how calm he was, I could only wonder if that was really the case.

- Since everything has come to this, there is no longer any need to search for transport, - I began to speak, noticing a certain strangeness in my voice that I couldn't grasp.

- Ozvaldo. You will deliver those present to Takagi's camp. You may not hold back and present yourself in all your glory. However, this time you will deliver everyone carefully to the place. - I ordered the raven, emphasizing the word "everyone"; I still did not want to create an image of a feminist goddess.

- Takashi Komuro, Saya Takagi. You will be handling the negotiations, before going further, discuss the details that the others don't need to know. Gathering in 3 hours. - After looking around the others for a few more moments and waiting for nods from the survivors who didn't even think of arguing with my decision, I simply teleported into one of the living rooms in order not to break character, and Oz disappeared in a purple flash.

Having appeared in the room, I immediately lost my feigned grandeur and rushed to the mirror, ignoring the raven that appeared next to me.

- It's really an armor dress! - I exclaimed in amazement, examining myself. The armor was mostly dark blue, with gold and silver decorations, and the gem in the center of the chest plate shone with Electro energy. What's remarkable is that the chest plate smoothly transitioned into an armored skirt that covered the Legs, but somehow it didn't interfere with movement at all. The ears were decorated with gold earrings with purple gems.

- Milady, your performance was simply amazing. Your aura simply did not allow for dissent. And the outfit was chosen simply perfectly, for the image of a goddess. - Oz burst out with praise.

- Thank you, Oz, but you are a little mistaken, - I answered the raven with a smile.

- Made a mistake? – asked Oz.

- Yes. The outfit was as much of a surprise to me as it was to everyone else. Until that moment, I had no idea that I could change a princess's outfit. Especially in this way. - I said, running my hand through my hair, which seemed to be on fire. Feeling the energy flowing through it.

- I feel like a princess from a cartoon about ponies. - I giggled. - There, the Alicorns also have a rainbow mane, and the other one looks like the night sky.

- Milady, I think comparing you to thousand-year-old royal mares is still not entirely correct, even if in the future you have to visit that world.

- Ha-ha-ha, - I laughed at Oz's words. - You might as well tell me that I myself will turn into, as you put it, a "royal mare."

[Request accepted.]

[Quest generation.]

- Hey-hey, what kind of request is this? What other quest generation! - I was indignant, but as if mockingly, the system continued and soon the text of the task was in front of me.

[Quest generation complete]

The Princess's Wedding.

Taking advantage of the young princess's carelessness, the werewolf queen replaced the bride and bewitched the groom's mind, planning to seize power over the kingdom in one fell swoop during the wedding ceremony by capturing the princesses.

Objective: Prevent the werewolf queen Chrysalis from seizing power.

Reward: Dream Magic.

-… The system. What is it? – after staring into space for a while, I finally asked.

- Task - I received the answer.

- I understand that it's a task, but what the hell.

- After analyzing the host's thoughts, a hidden desire to visit this world was revealed. - After hearing such an answer, I seemed to be speechless. Did I really want to get into a cartoon about ponies?

- And what, will there be a transformation into a pony too? - I asked, stunned.

- The mechanism of this world is designed so that all alien humanoids turn into aborigines when moving. As a rule, people turn into ponies, but as an entity of a higher order, you will become an Alicorn.

"It's a good thing she didn't mention the Winx," I said, still amazed by the situation, expressing my thoughts out loud.

[Request accepted.]

- Cancel the request! - I barked, flashing lightning bolts of anger.

[Request clarification.]

- Are you sure you want to cancel? - the system asked.

- Of course I'm sure. Why the hell do I need a quest in the fairy world now? - I asked indignantly.

- You don't have to accept the task now, you can leave it for later, when you're in the right mood.

- When the mood is right, then there will be a request, but now cancel it.

[Request cancelled.]

- Since you have calmed down, perhaps you would like to put out the fire? - Oz turned to me.

At first I didn't understand what he was talking about, but when I looked down at my feet I saw the carpet starting to burn merrily. Cursing quietly, I put out the fire before it had time to start with a hastily made geo-construction.

- My lady, do you really dislike these worlds so much? - the raven asked me.

- It's not that I don't like them. To tell the truth, I only know them from fan fiction.

- Then I don't understand.

- Oz, you have my memories, - I tried to change the subject.

- And I didn't see in them a single reason for your reaction.

- Oz, don't make me say it out loud.

- My lady, I am convinced that voicing the problem will be a good start to solving it.

"Well… okay," I gave in, sitting down on the chair next to me.

- The thing is that even in school there was often such a moment... In general, it was considered shameful for adults to be interested in such cartoons. I saw how a classmate instantly became an outcast after carelessly admitting that she liked to watch Winx. After which the fear of such things remained.

- Milady, have you forgotten who you are? Where would you find a suicide who would criticize your interests? And it's strange to be embarrassed by the desire to visit the pony world, but not embarrassed to show that you are interested in women.

"You're probably right," I agreed, before seizing on one oddity.

- Didn't I have only one opportunity at this point to arbitrarily choose a world to travel to? The system?

…

After waiting a few seconds, I still didn't hear an answer.

- System, are you ignoring me?

- The host is very observant.