Selection by Contract

It was a simple assignment—one I’d already carried out a hundred times: escort a noble young lady to a boring official event. Only the contract term was a bit longer than usual, and I’d have to travel to another country. But what’s the problem?

Problems appeared later when I found out that the young lady wasn’t just noble—she was a real princess; the official event was a selection of brides; and the other country turned out to be another world. And it wasn’t for nothing that the divine patron, the Fearless Warrior, warned me that soon there would be a mission I wouldn’t want to carry out—and one that would turn my whole life upside down. But I had no idea how much!

And now I am, a follower of the God of War, participating in the selection for the title of empress in the world of the Goddess of Love. Wait—participating? Why am I participating? I didn’t sign up for that! Or… maybe I did?