How to Be a Dark Hero’s Daughter

“Hahaha! Hahaha, the adopted daughter isn’t a maid. It is a position to be served by maids.” Her laughter was so loud that it was deafening.

‘To be the daughter of this house?’

When Lady Marianne saw the look on my face, she turned sharply to Duke Collen.

“Collen, you can only blame yourself! She got confused. First you offer her money, then you offer adoption. Anyone would be confused.”

“…Don’t be noisy, Marianne,” said Duke Collen with a slight smile on his face.

Suddenly I heard a knock at the door.

“I beg your pardon, sir!”

Door opened. A young man entered the room.

“Ah, butler,” Jade said.

Is that the butler? He looks much younger than I imagined.

“A member of the royal family wishes to speak with you, sir,” said the butler, addressing Duke Collen.

“Tell him to wait.”

“Sir, the prince himself has come to you,” the butler warned.

Duke didn’t even glance at the butler.

“Mm? I said I’m busy right now, so get out.”

‘To treat a member of the royal family like that… Duke must be very powerful.’

He looked into my eyes and touched my head with his rough hand.

“I don’t want you to be a maid. You are too young and too sweet.”

“I will soon grow up and be bigger! I am nine years old!” I exclaimed.

“If I leave you to your fate, you will find yourself on the street. I don’t want that, so live here like my daughter.” Despite his sweet words, his tone was imperative.

The protagonist of this novel is clearly a psychopath.

Fear, anxiety, shock and excitement blended together. I wanted to say yes so badly. Becoming the daughter of the Duke is like winning the lottery.

“Well, what’s your answer?” Asked Duke Collen.

I closed my eyes.

Finally my suffering has come to an end.

“…Yes! I will become your daughter!” I blurted out excitedly.

My heart pounded wildly. Ah, I never would have thought this would happen. How lucky I’m.

If human life were hours, and life’s adversities were arrows, then all my arrows would freeze in place.

Immediately after that, Duke Collen rang the bell. The young butler who had been here earlier has returned.

“Make sure she takes a bath,” ordered Duke Collen.

“Wait, is it that simple?” Marianne asked, eyes wide.

“Father, do you even know her name?” Jade asked.

“…The name she used to use on the streets, she no longer needs it. I will give her a new one,” said Duke Collen.

“Oh! Yes, I have a name!” I panicked. My mother gave me a name. I want to use at least something that she left me.

Duke Collen looked at me skeptically and turned to leave.

“My name is Lee!” I shouted after him.

He froze abruptly. My breath caught in my throat as he slowly turned his head.

“Your mother gave birth to you on Monday,” that wasn’t a question.

I nodded in amazement.

“In the ancient dialect, Lee means Monday. Few people remember it now,” Duke Collen smiled and left.

The butler reminded us of his presence by addressing Lady Marianne.

“Milady, a man has come to you from the temple.”

“Oh, has he already come? What a pity…” She stood up with a sigh and turned to me.

“I serve in the temple and cannot sit here for a long time. However, I now have a new, lovable family member, so we’ll see you again soon.”

“Yes, lady!” I exclaimed.

“Well, then that’s it for today. See you guys,” Lady Marianne said to Jade and me.

Jade looked at me appraisingly for a while. This boy had such doll-like features. After a moment, he also left.

“Please follow me,” the butler turned to me.

I can’t believe it.

Ba-dump, my heart was still beating.