To Transmigrate Is to Wield a Sword

[Transmigration + no everyday-life System + Western fantasy + magic + swords... people? + not exactly a power fantasy + the new author has a limited vocabulary, so the pacing may be a little slow]

After transmigrating to another world, Liang Mochen made three wishes to the mysterious “System” that had said it could grant any wish:

One: immortality. Two: invincibility. Three: ?

But when he arrived in the other world, he became an invincible, immortal? sword. Is this transmigration? You call this transmigration?

He endured a long solitude, until at last a young girl picked him up.

He had thought he would transmigrate to a world of immortal cultivation, but it turned out to be a world of magic. And the magic here seemed rather underdeveloped, with everything constantly taking him by surprise.

After transmigrating to a world resembling Western fantasy, he imagined being wielded by a tall, beautiful woman, but it turned out to be a young girl. He imagined going on adventures and visiting the Adventurers’ Guild every day, but the girl was a queen, and every day was filled with palace intrigue and schemes. All right, it seemed all his usual assumptions were about to collapse!

An interview from beyond the world:

The sword says:

“The young lady who wields me is constantly being targeted, so I’ve been reduced to using nothing but scheming to protect her.

All right... When ordinary people get hurt, they need to go to a hospital, don’t they? But here, they just use a healing spell?

By the way, are there elves, beast-eared girls, and the like?”

The entire audience suddenly fell silent. The reporter, visibly embarrassed, glanced at the many representatives in the audience and smiled as he deftly changed the subject with professional jargon:

“You mentioned scheming? When it comes to that, Li Haihua is the one to watch. So how did you turn her down?”

“I didn’t turn her down. If Heaven would give me one chance to start over...”

“Shut up!”