The grand audience in the throne room for summoned heroes concluded. Everyone moved into the hall, where they began introducing themselves. Shortly after, a captivating young girl with shoulder-length red hair stepped into the center of the hall and loudly cleared her throat to capture their attention.

With a sweet yet slightly sneering tone,

"Dearest noble heroes,

Your greatness leaves us in awe. Your presence graces our kingdom, and we're overwhelmed with gratitude.

In appreciation, tonight we invite you to a royal ball held in your honor—a chance to bask in your magnificence while sampling the glory awaiting once you've resolved our realm's issues.

Please enjoy your stay as honored guests; our kingdom remains eternally devoted."

Princess Malty's radiant smile didn't reach her eyes. Beneath curled lashes lay a calculating gaze—assessing each hero's potential usefulness to her. Despite seemingly gracious words and an enchanting grin, there was an unmistakable squint revealing her charm as mere façade.