This Princess Refuses to Become Your White Moonlight

After transmigrating into the body of a puppet princess, with the Church controlling the emperor to command the lords from within, the Empire fractured and warlords carved up the realm from without, and only three months left before she was sent to the guillotine, Celia was in deep trouble.

Luckily, this was the world of a massive game she knew inside out. Relying on her NPC panel, Celia set her sights on the obscure monster-girl faction in the imperial struggle.

She built an image of a princess trapped in a quagmire of power and watched closely by the Church, yet still devoted to the light and compassionate toward the people, in order to attract players willing to help her.

At first, Celia only wanted to hand out quests and squeeze some experience out of the players, while recruiting a few monster-girl NPCs as personal bodyguards and doing her best to survive the three-month death sentence.

But she gradually realized that things were taking an increasingly absurd turn.

"For Princess Celia's smile! Charge!"

"What's the Church ever done for us? They dare imprison our beloved! Brothers, let's raze the cathedral!"

"This lousy Empire doesn't deserve Her Highness. Let's conquer the neighboring territories too and give them to her as a coronation gift!"

Watching her monster-girl followers lead the players in sweeping through the chaotic world and onward to the stars,

Celia sat on the supreme throne, lost in thought.

"Wait, at the beginning... I just wanted to survive, right?"