For Freia, she liked to play the role of an angel with great idol-like charm before outsiders, crafting an image of herself as a kind, gentle, cultured princess.
Relying on her innate ability to wear a saintly smile, she had achieved that goal, gaining immense popularity among Jiowral's citizens—sometimes even surpassing that of her royal father.
But fake was fake. Freia had never been a good person. Having grown up in the royal family since childhood, her personality was even somewhat twisted.
She had never regarded the lives of others as anything important, not even those close to her...
If someone benefited her, she would put on a bit of a show. If they were useless... they were nothing more than toys for her to play with at will!
As the knight beside her looked at the beautiful princess before him, a trace of hesitation flashed through his eyes.
Sacrificing so many soldiers for the sake of a test was difficult for anyone with even a little conscience to accept.
Even though those soldiers did not dare harbor any resentment toward their own deaths, or their fate would be even worse.
The knight beside her could only cooperate with her. Otherwise, their predecessors would become their examples. The girl before them was not only the future heir to the throne, but also a Hero.
Only those who had witnessed a Hero's strength could truly understand how powerful Heroes were. A single Hero's destructive power often equaled an army of tens of thousands.
Perhaps even more absurdly so...
Mages held relatively high status in this world, but ordinary mages... even the greatest geniuses could at most use fifth-tier magic.
Yet Freia, as a Hero, wielded power that surpassed humanity's limits the moment she acted!
Sixth tier, seventh tier—power capable of challenging