Dragon no I de Oyasumi

To her adoring public, Lady Linna is the Knight Commander—a paragon of virtue, a living emblem of national pride, and the idol of every commoner who dreams of glory. But behind the gleaming armor and ceremonial salutes lies a far less romantic truth: she is little more than a glorified bureaucrat, buried alive under endless requisition forms, duty rosters, and diplomatic correspondence. Her superiors, ever hungry for results, pile on new assignments without a second thought, leaving Linna to juggle her tarnished idealism against the suffocating weight of administrative drudgery. Each sunrise promises another day of quill-pushing, and each sunset finds her wondering when she traded her sword for a stamp. That monotonous existence shatters on a routine patrol when Linna comes face-to-face with a dragon of colossal proportions. Instinct and training compel her to draw her blade, but the years of exhaustion have stolen more than her morale—they have dulled her reflexes and eroded her stamina. Before she can even close the distance for a single strike, she is swatted down with humiliating ease, her body giving out as her consciousness fades into darkness. Yet death does not claim her. When Linna finally stirs, groggy and battered, she finds herself not on the battlefield, but in a world that defies every map and legend she knows. The skies are unfamiliar, the flora alien, and the very rules of reality seem bent—leaving her stranded, powerless, and utterly alone, with no clear path home and only the haunting echo of her failure for company.