How to Be a Dark Hero’s Daughter

Chapter 41.2

“In short, the Duke’s power is stronger than the royal family of this country. Their relationship is cooperation and partnership. But in other countries, they always send love letters to the Duke’s family. And so is every noble in our country. So in a way, the Duke is in a superior position.”

Cedric smiled and answered instead.

‘I see.’

I nodded.

But why is he answering for me?

“Um, yes, that’s right.”

Albert nodded his head. Professor Albert was sweating cold. What’s with this atmosphere?

Then Cedric asked a question.

“Can’t you see a series of pictures of this painting?”

“Ah, there is only a picture book. I couldn’t bring the series of paintings because the museum didn’t give permission.”

Series of paintings? I widened my eyes.

Albert brought the album and opened it.

“You haven’t heard the lesson about this painting yet.”

It was a strange and beautiful picture.

A blindfolded woman is kneeling. In addition, a handsome man with blue eyes leaning towards her.

The faces of a woman and a man are close enough to kiss.

“What is the title of this painting?”

“It’s ‘Three Kisses of the White Wizard’.”

“…This is an unusual picture.”

“Yes. I’m explaining this painting because it’s related to the play that the students will perform in the upcoming festival. According to legend, if the White Wizard kisses a person three times, something terrible will happen.”

“What happens?”

“The person who receives the three kisses becomes the White Wizard’s puppet, like a slave who moves according to the White Wizard’s will.”

“…”

“This painting depicts that scene, and the woman receiving the kiss is a princess from an ancient royal family who almost committed murder while under the White Wizard’s hypnosis. That’s the theme of the play.”

I felt strange and kept looking at the painting.

“Don’t worry. White Wizard isn’t alive anymore,” Albert said, trying to reassure me after seeing my expression. But I wasn’t scared.

‘Hmm, there’s something familiar about the man in the painting.’

Right. He reminds me of the eccentric genius Professor Siebel. He even has the same silver hair. My eyes widened.

‘I should tell him when I see him again!’

By the way, would it be an insult to say that you look like a white wizard?

“Yes, let’s see the next painting. It’s a painting of Duke Kondan running away from the stake.”

Albert seemed pleased that Cedric and I were paying attention in class. He showed us a few more copies of paintings.

‘…Ugh. It’s a burning ceremony.’

It was a picture of a burning man running away.

“According to rumors, Duke Kondan is still alive. It’s said that he jumped out of the fire and his body didn’t burn at all. There are even rumors that he’s still wandering the kingdom as a ghost, but they’re all false rumors.”

“Of course, they’re just rumors.”

I nodded. Why? I heard that there are many special medicines and spices in this world. There is also magic.

‘If you are such a terrible wizard, you might as well run away from the fire. Is’t it so?’

I was completely absorbed in class before I knew it.

After that, Albert told many interesting stories. About the prices of paintings and about the auction for the sale of paintings.

“You buy paintings for inheritance!”

I asked various questions, forgetting about Cedric’s existence.

“You’re an interesting person.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. Did I ask too many questions?”

Cedric grinned and rubbed his chin.

Why does a child smile like that? Oh, right. I’m a child too.

Then, I heard a knock on the door.