The Princess Armory

When I opened my eyes, I wasn't in the modern world anymore.

Strange gates appear across this land - closed from the outside, filled with monsters inside. Blessed people, called Hunters, enter those gates to defeat the monsters and close them. Everyone here is granted power by the gods known as The Orbits.

I was blessed too.

Not as a Hunter, but as a blacksmith - the kind who can forge weapons from any materials. Apparently, I'm also a princess. A blacksmith princess. Which sounds impressive until you realize I have zero knowledge of this world and absolutely no idea what I'm supposed to do.

Other isekai protagonists know the plot or get special hints.
I got a sarcastic system that appears as floating pieces of paper.
The D*mn Parchment.

Blacksmiths are supposed to stay out of battle.
Princesses are supposed to follow the rules.

...Yeah, no.

If I'm stuck here, I'll do things my way. Making weapons and using them myself.

I don't have a grand destiny.
I just refuse to be useless.