Who in Their Right Mind Works as a Translator in a Western Fantasy World?

Who in Their Right Mind Would Work as a Translator in a Western Fantasy World? Oh, me. Never mind, then. Blurb: Savi closed her eyes and opened them to find herself in a Western fantasy world. The good news was that her family was fabulously wealthy, and every one of them was a powerful figure. Her father was the lord of the northern lands, her mother was the most beautiful rose in the empire, her eldest brother was the imposing commander of the Imperial Knights, and her second brother was a legendary mage of immense power. The bad news was that she had been born frail, was weak and sickly, and couldn’t withstand the slightest hardship. Even when she reached the age to start learning, she still couldn’t understand her tutor, and the archbishop regretfully called her a withered rosebud. And then there was even worse news: Savi’s System had finally arrived, very late indeed, but its startup screen remained completely blank. After shutting herself away for a few days, Savi finally found the greatest help the System could offer her in its settings: one-touch translation, with languages switched automatically. Savi breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, I can finally talk. * And so. Several elves sat beside Savi, convinced that they were having a private conversation in Elvish. Savi smiled awkwardly but politely the whole time. Elf A (dignified and graceful): Vido, who defected and became a dark elf, is pursuing our queen again. Elf B (startled, lips pursed slightly): Vido dares show his face before the queen? Did she not send him back to the Mother Tree with an arrow? Elf A (beautifully disdainful): The queen has always shown mercy to everyone equally. Savi let out a piercing scream in her heart: What? Elves have gossip like this too? The merfolk hosted a banquet, and Savi slipped off to a corner to enjoy the VIP view all to herself. Mermaid Princess (gently swishing her tail): I’m trying to figure out how to dump my current boyfriend. Merman Prince (smiling courteously): Do dragons undergo some kind of extreme metamorphosis as they grow? The last time I saw your boyfriend, he was a slender, skinny lad. Now he’s turned into a hulking, double-door-sized muscleman with wings. Mermaid Princess (reminiscing bitterly): Shouldn’t I be the one with a broken heart? Savi’s pupils shook: How can it be this explosive? The mermaid princess suddenly noticed her, then confidently assured her companions, “It’s fine. We’re speaking in merfolk to keep our conversation private. This little girl can’t understand us.” ** Later. Archmage: Savi is a genius! She can actually read the arcane inscriptions written by the ancient prophets! She’s a treasure sent by heaven! Savi: I can read them, but I’m just an ordinary Muggle. Undercover agent: Impossible! I sent the letter in code. Anyone who sees it would think it’s just a bunch of scribbles! There’s no way I could be exposed! Savi: Sorry, the System’s one-touch translation has never been turned off. ** An ordinary person with no magic and so little strength she couldn’t even kill a chicken, Savi’s only wish was to live safely in this Western fantasy world where all kinds of races were at odds. Whenever she ran short of money, she would do a little translation work for extra cash. She never imagined that she would directly promote cultural exchange, bringing all the races together to make peace and rekindle their friendships. In fact, generations later, she would be hailed as “the Blooming Rose of Peace.” Tips: 1. A confident, optimistic, fiercely resilient rose × a mixed-blood social climber who claws her way upward through the darkness 2. My own take on Western fantasy, with countless original liberties. It’s not traditional Western fantasy; the main goal is to let loose and freestyle! 3. The male lead is already decided. He’s a slow-growth type, and that won’t change. Theme: Even in an unfamiliar place, you can still shine!