One day, she transmigrated onto a battlefield. Fine, she could deal with that. But she even got a beauty thrown in for free? Now that was great! Except the beauty transformed into a wicked prince? And wanted her to enter the palace and keep him company? Dream on! Come roam the martial world with me instead!
She dreamed countless times of galloping through the countryside with the beauty, drinking wine and shooting arrows, then ruling the martial world together. She imagined herself standing on a high platform as the crowd below roared, “Long live the Alliance Leader!” Delighted, she took the beauty’s hand. The beauty smiled at her, a smile capable of enchanting an entire kingdom, and she couldn’t help staring in a daze. Suddenly, the beauty’s expression turned cold. He raised his leg and kicked her right off the platform!
“After you threw me down a mountain, don’t you think it’s only fair you get to experience it too?”