Wait! You Mean the Holy Mage Calls the Princess Her Master?

I transmigrated as a girl mage with no talent for magic.

My siblings from the same family are hunting me, monsters want to eat me, the beastfolk hate me to the bone, and even the imperial princess wants to "eat me up."

In this awful age, the cruel and heartless nobles, the reckless monsters, and the elves and beastfolk invading our lands are all rotten to the core, the sort who'd eat you alive.

How do I deal with this?

Give me a serving of magic turned into physical attacks, and don't forget physical attacks turned into magic. I'll channel it from mind to matter, and throw in some overflow too...

You say I don't have enough mana?

Sorry, my mana bar is longer than my lifespan.

"Are you done?"

"I'm done."

"If you're done, then take your filthy hands off Her Highness's feet!" The princess blushed scarlet.

The girl teased her. "Didn't you curse at me and shove your foot in my face, Princess? Now repeat what you said back then."

Blushing, the princess repeated, "You audacious little slave, I can't bring myself to kill you."

"Who can't you bring yourself to kill?"

"...Master?"