With her head lowered, little Princess Mia did not dare look at the lady hero before her. Everything she had said went against her true feelings.
Princess Freia had taught her to deceive this older sister.
But she had no choice. If she did not do this... her royal sister would keep her locked away and subject her to that kind of torment. At the same time, she hated her own weakness. Never before had she craved strength so desperately.
If she were as powerful as a hero, things would not have turned out this way, would they?
Father would value her as much as he valued Freia and their eldest sister. But she was not a hero.
In this world, the potential of humans and every other race had limits. Even the most gifted humans could only reach the fifth tier.
Though fifth-tier strength was already formidable, making it easy to fight a thousand alone, even an army of thousands could not stand against a fifth-tier warrior or mage.
But that was all. Compared to disaster-like beings such as heroes and Demon Kings, fifth-tier strength was simply not worth mentioning.
As someone of royal blood, she had reached the initial fourth tier in her early teens thanks to the blood of heroes flowing through her veins. Yet she was still human, still bound by the same fifth-tier limit as everyone else.
Without another method, she could only remain at the fifth tier for her entire life.
And in the royal family's eyes, the fifth tier was nothing. If she wanted to grow stronger, if she wanted to surpass the human limit of the fifth tier, she could only rely on heroes.
Whether male or female, as long as they were heroes, the DX produced within their bodies was a