Fairy tales are evil, the fruit of human imagination. Magic and magic do not exist... it would seem, right? If a day ago, you would have told me that I, a person from the 21st century, would find myself in a completely different world called Iderfield (through a portal, I note), where there is magic and enchantment, and on top of that I would find myself the daughter of a king, I would have considered you crazy , because I never believed in such nonsense. However, the reality is this: I am a princess and also a representative of the magical people of Derfi, who also has magical blood. Well, and most importantly: I can’t stand my own brother, who is ready to give me to be eaten by trolls and tsarsans. My uncle the king can’t stand me, as does the aforementioned brother’s fiancée. And the main culmination is that I am the savior of this entire country... but let’s talk about everything in order. With headphones in our ears and Converse on our feet, we effectively break into the medieval world. Well, let's go?