Mystery: Roselle, Call Me Your Majesty the Empress

Lord of the Mysteries fanfiction, dual pathways of Order, set in the Roselle era.

After transmigrating overnight, Charlotte Solon arrives in another world where a red moon hangs high, industry is just beginning to emerge, and mysteries lurk in the shadows. She originally thought she could make a grand name for herself with her noble status and the knowledge in her head, but she never expected that there would be more than one transmigrator in this era!

Charlotte: You’re a transmigrator too (points at Roselle), and you are too (points at “The Fool”), you’re all transmigrators (points all around)?

Some people are busy inventing things, some are playing with secret organizations, and some are treating me like a thorn in their side?

Do I really have to start a war, overthrow the royal family, send the king to the guillotine, and replace him myself as the Black Emperor before I can sit at the same table as all of you?

Roselle: Why are you stealing my job?

Charlotte: Then how about this—the throne of the Black Emperor can be yours.