How to Be a Dark Hero’s Daughter

Winter deepened.

Collen and Jade went out more often. All this time I remained under the protection of the estate. But at least I had work to do.

Study and study again. A tutor who taught me writing and basic common sense came every morning.

‘Studying with a teacher is fun, but I get bored during the day…’

That day, Zion asked me to do my teacher’s homework in the largest living room on the first floor.

‘I love this fireplace so much.’

Even when the house was warm, I always crawled in front of the fireplace.

“The whole house is covered with magic stones, so it’s always warm even in winter. The employees agree that it’s the best working environment.”

Zion laid out soft cushions in front of the fireplace.

Today’s homework is drawing and painting the mansion.

“What color are you going to paint it with?”

“Hmm, sky blue.”

“It’s not a mansion by night, it’s a mansion by day.”

Zion kindly asked me about my homework.

“This spire is very well drawn. What worries Duke the most is the image of water. Will you show him the end result?”

“No. Dad once said that he draws well and plays musical instruments. He’ll laugh at these poor pictures.”

A smile crept into Zion’s face.

“Lady, even if the drawing is a little awkward, it’s still beautiful.”

“Wow, Zion. Sometimes you sound just like my dad.”

Do you think the master and servant resemble each other?

Zion’s pale cheeks turned red. This was unusual for Zion. Most of the time he was like a beautiful statue, remained unchanged, with a stone face. I now seemed to know why Collen had hired him.

“I just thought it was a very cute picture.”

I looked at the ridiculous drawing in front of me.

“Well, Zion actually has a lot to do, right?”

He’s the man who runs the entire mansion instead of Collen.

So, I know that he is not the kind of person who can afford to come up to me several times a day to check his homework or play.

“No. Taking care for the young lady is my important mission.”

“But then I got scolded by my dad. It’s not Zion’s duty to play with me.”

“It’s exactly the opposite,” Zion spoke softly.

“Yes?”

“They’ll be angry with me if they find out that I took care of the lady alone when the master and the young master weren’t there.”

“Why would they be angry?”

Sometimes, I couldn’t understand the two wealthy men in this house.

However, Zion had served the two men for a long time, so he understood them much better than I did. Zion smiled faintly.

“Both of them are tend to be very jealous. And they have strong attachment to someone they once liked.”

“Ah…”

“So today’s homework is just drawing?”

“No, I have to draw a picture, read a storybook by myself, and compose a poem.”

“You have a lot of homework.”

“I’ll finish soon. The hardest thing, I think, is writing poetry.”

I was considered a gifted child, but in reality my education was still at a basic level.

‘Writing poetry or painting is an area that has nothing to do with memories of previous lives…’

Would you say that there is no past life advantage? I just barely learned to write. All my homework is at the kindergarten level.

“I don’t understand poetry. What the hell is rhyme?”

Of course, I have memories from a past life, so I know more words than other children of the same age. But to write poetry…

‘Why on earth do aristocrats learn things like writing poetry?’

If I write a poem like the sun is shining bright and about the cicadas are at level of children’s poetry. No, but children’s poetry is often written by adults, too, isn’t it? Isn’t it impossible for children to write poetry?

“I also studied poetry. I’ll show you how to do it. If you can’t come up with a rhyme, write your favorite subjects from your daily life.”

Well, I like that.

“Chocolate cake?”

Zion held back his laughter.

“Yes very good. It would be nice to describe the sweetness of this chocolate cake.”

“By the way, did Zion go to school when he was young?”

“Because I came from a temple orphanage, I was lucky enough to take the training course of priests. I also learned ancient languages, literature, and songs.”

…Isn’t that pretty advanced knowledge? It was unexpected.

Hmm, I heard that a butler is not a job that requires such an advanced education.