Plugged In: I got Isekai'd into a Sexbot (Now I Must Save The World)

Maribelle drops to one knee, head bowed, fists tight. "Whatever task you have for me, I’ll do it," she says. "I want to earn my place."

Vexena lounges back in her obsidian throne, resting her chin against her knuckles, crimson eyes glowing with amusement. "Good," she hums. "Because you’ll be working under Eris."

Maribelle lifts her gaze, startled. "Truly?"

Eris crosses her arms with a toothy grin, already enjoying the idea. Virelle bounces beside the throne like an excited puppy.

Vexena nods. "You have war experience. And Eris is preparing our armies. You’ll assist her."

Maribelle’s brows furrow. "You really think it’ll come to war?"

Vexena’s expression sours. "We’re getting between Lady Sylareth and the object of her obsession. Conflict is inevitable. She’s the Queen of Greed for a reason."

Virelle lets out a delighted squeal. "Oh! I can’t wait. If war breaks out, I get to punch someone important, right?"

Vexena chuckles. "Perhaps. But remember, not all battles are solved with fists. A future queen must also understand diplomacy."

Virelle groans loudly. "Boooring."

Maribelle straightens her back, glancing at Vexena. "If she’s so dangerous... why don’t you just crush her?"