She coughed lightly, making her tone appear less teasing.

"So, Hero, why do you think the Gleaming Scale Serpent gave up on attacking and chose to court you instead?"

The history of the ignorant past became the topic of a girl's night talk, and the ordinarily elegant housekeeper couldn't help but show a bit of a conflicted expression.

He hesitated before finally retreating to the other side of the camp in silence.

Though with his perception, this distance was just to cover the eyes and ears, but it was still better than being present directly.

Hearing this, the Hero was slightly taken aback, and then replied with some embarrassment:

"...Because I'm very charming? You see, after all, my talent is being a Magician..."

Her voice gradually lowered, yet carried a trace of long-lost confidence.

From an early age, she had been neglected and ignored due to her innate profession. But after defeating her brother and gaining her father's recognition, the Hero could now face the differences with her family openly.

And as everyone knows, being a Magician is a profession that focuses on charm and perception.

"Yes, Hero, you are quite charming."

The Fourteenth Princess nodded with a frank and undisguised compliment.

"Even from the perspective of someone of the same gender, you are extremely... beautiful."

These words brought a faint blush to the Hero's cheeks as she shyly smiled.

"However, you have not truly understood the significance of this appraisal."

But the Fourteenth Princess's smile soon calmed, and she earnestly looked at the Hero, her tone gentle yet solemn:

The realization that the following words were what the Fourteenth Princess wanted to convey made the blush fade from the Hero's face, as she straightened her posture.

"Hero, 'beauty' is a weapon." The Fourteenth Princess said seriously.

"This is not limited to women's appearance. For Professionals, both male and female, it's especially so.

"The same words, even if they are objective truths, uttered by a beautiful person, will be easier to persuade others.

"Some may condemn this as shallow appearance-based judgment, but the reason it exists is because there is a defensive instinct in everyone's heart, a self-protection instinct.

"And a beautiful appearance and gentle words, namely 'charm', are the weapons to break through these defenses."

The Fourteenth Princess maintained a calm expression, her pink eyes reflecting the stars in the sky.

Her tone was even, neither shameful nor proud, merely narrating the obvious fact.

For the Fourteenth Princess, who possessed royal blood but could not become a Professional, that innate charm from her lineage was her only weapon.

The Hero listened quietly, a thoughtful look emerging in her emerald green eyes.

"Hero, as a Magician, you should know better than I do. Your charm does not merely function when you transform into a Beast Spirit; it is not your transformation that is beautiful, but you yourself.

"At that time, you had not reincarnated yet, but you could already win the hearts of fellow Magic Creatures. Now, you are close to becoming legendary, attracting others' attention and swaying their minds at any moment."

"Is it really that exaggerated?" The Hero said, incredulous.

"I am already being quite conservative." The Fourteenth Princess smiled helplessly.

"As I just said, beauty is a weapon. And you are now unconsciously using it to weaken others' defenses."

Realizing she seemed to have done something wrong, the Hero lowered her head, feeling a bit lost.

"Hero, I'm telling you this not to accuse you." The Fourteenth Princess said softly.

"But to hope you realize the power of this weapon, and then learn to use it with your will, rather than instinct.

"That way, you can sheath it gently when facing friends.

"And when facing enemies, make it sharper and break through their defenses like a bamboo."

Awakening from her memories, the Hero refocused her gaze ahead.

Watching the mesmerized expression of the Demon Mage, she softly exhaled.

"If it's a weapon, then when the time comes, don't hesitate to use it.

"I've just chosen a different way to fight."

"Oh~" The Depraved Hero extended the tone, the crimson eyes full of mockery.

"But I do quite like this approach, it's fine to do it more often when you have the chance."

Glancing at the other self who was grinning mischievously, the Hero instructed the nearby Demon Mage, heading towards another battlefield alongside.

[Kingdom Army Leader LV]

D30+51=d30(26)+51=77

[Winged People Clan Leader's Leadership (D-level, above 102-61=41 successfully repulses the attack, otherwise weakened)]

D68=d68(17)=17

[Winged People Clan Leader's counterattack failed, Filthy Wing Army weakened to D3+51]

→☆→☆→☆→✧←★←★←★←

"We are almost there, let's go help——"

The Hero calls over the Demon Mage and the other self, feet suspended as she swiftly flies towards the central district of the sanctuary, aiming to support the raiding Kingdom Army.

But before she even reached the battlefield, a strong magic storm swept over.

The Hero instinctively squinted, but the intense winds laden with sand and stones diverted gently to both sides upon nearing her, not even disturbing her hair.

Not far away, the Winged People Clan Leader's roar echoed.

The voice was full of violence and unwillingness, causing a tremor in one's heart.

In the Hero's perception, his already incomplete aura weakened further, evidently hurt again.

Immediately, a vast surge of magic power soared into the sky.

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