I want a Pew Pew!
Uhmmm! Is there anything that could possibly kill my boredom? I could clean up my room, but the maids get angry at me whenever I do so. Aw, dam it, I guess I'll have to head to the library before Sofia comes in to ruin my day.
Well, let's see, I have already checked all the books that seemed obvious, but now there are all the weirdly titled ones, and I don't know where to start from there. Maybe I could ask Mother for help.
Nah, she is way too cozy around me after discovering I'm not her real daughter. What a weirdo. I expected her to be more freaked out or upset with me, but she welcomed me with open arms, even promising to keep my secret.
Apparently, while she had lied about killing my brother, she had not lied about her poor relationship with the previous princess inside this body.
She said the previous Anabel was bright regarding magic use but utterly stupid when it came to solving problems, which apparently made her useless.
I never expected to be seen as smarter than anyone else, but having a fifty-year-old lead ahead of everyone made me more mature than any other ten-year-old girl.
Regarding my research for magic, I have given up on it; it's futile. Since I know the ban is permanent, I have begun to think ahead instead. With the help of my mother, I have already started my research around a gun prototype.
Speaking of which, the super engineer should be arriving any time today so we can start work on the design. I have never built anything myself, so it was apparent I needed help, and thanks to Mom, I got just what I needed.
Like I told that arrogant Goddess, I will find a way to fight without her stupid magic. I'll research and develop the best weapon systems so that I might one day stick a gun on that whor... [BLEEP OUT!]
Yeah, shoot her with it. It'll be nice to get my revenge when the time comes. I just want a weapon; I don't need it. My life is settled as the princess of this nation. I got it easy, but I might not. Random things happen all the time.
Plus, it would make me look cool, the only weapon-wielding princess in the entire world. It would make me a little more intimidating since I have no magic aura, and everyone can tell.
When it comes to the kingdom, I don't really care about it. What do I have to offer them? I'm just a shitty princess with barely any political power of my own. Still, one day, I'll be sitting where my Mom does, so maybe I should visit the middle class more often.
Actually, that sounds like fun, but I need to get a gun first. Even if I'm the princess, that does not guarantee that I will not be attacked outside the castle without my guards, so I must get a gun.
My thinking session was then abruptly cut by a loud library door screech as an older, tall man entered the room with a weird vibe.
"Oh! So you must be Princess Anabel!"
"yes, and who might you be?"
"Oh, pardon me. I'm Alexander Alexandrite, the engineer the Queen called for."
No way, was this for real? Was this old Geezer supposed to be the genius inventor? He looked crazy and out of balance, with a slight stench like he hadn't showered in weeks.
"Did you check my designs up on your way here?"
"Yes, YES! And I'm very interested in working with a little genius like you! Your clockwork is most detailed and exciting! Naturally, I took some liberties to bring someone else with me."
"Uh? Who? Why?"
"Well, to build anything made of metal, we would need an expert craftsman, so I brought my son with me; he's a top-tier Blacksmith."
Well, at least the Geezer proved clever. He thought about something I had dismissed entirely. What a mistake I made; how the heck was I planning on making the gun?
"Excellent, you passed the first test! I like you!"
"So you knew we would need someone to build the thing for us and left it to me to fire my problem-solving skills just to test me?! Amazing! You're a true genius! I promise I won't disappoint you!"
If only he knew I had not even thought about it, but whatever I had to make myself look like I knew what I was doing, or else he might lose his confidence and respect for me.