How to Be a Dark Hero’s Daughter

After being kidnapped, Leticia had been ill for several days since being trapped in the greenhouse. Nigel asked several times:

“Isn’t she going to die like that?”

And only after three days did she open her eyes.

“Are you going to overwrite her memories?”

Nigel’s eyes widened.

“Is that possible, Doctor?”

“Didn’t you know? Why do you think the slaves who received three kisses from me obeyed me?”

“That’s… because they were under hypnosis…”

“That’s part of it. But the most powerful part of this magic… is that it can overwrite even the most secretive memories. It makes them think that the person they love the most – their parents, precious friends, siblings – is the one who cast the spell.”

“So, the one who cast the spell is you, Doctor?”

“Yes.”

Siebel smiled thinly.

“So, what does Leticia recognize the Doctor as?”

“Anything.”

Siebel opened the door wide.

“She will recognize whatever is precious to her as a loved one. Because I have read Leticia’s heart completely.”

“I think I understand a bit.”

Siebel took off his glasses and let down his long hair.

“Let me give you an example, Nigel. Imagine you wake up one morning with a big wound you don’t remember getting. What would you think?”

“Maybe I drank last night and got into a fight somewhere.”

“That’s because you’re a simple person.”

Siebel chuckled.

“Leticia is intelligent. Such people never accept things so easily. They find reasons. Like when and how they got the wound. And who might have harmed them…”

“…So?”

“But no matter how much they think, there’s no memory. But the wound is real. Then, intelligent people show a fascinating response.”

“What’s that?”

“They come up with a reason on their own, whether it’s fake or not. And if it’s a reason they created, they believe it wholeheartedly.”

“Believing that they wouldn’t deceive themselves?”

“Exactly.”

“And if they have a vivid imagination and are smart, they’re completely vulnerable to this magic?”

“Now you’re starting to get it.”

“So the effort is…”

“To meticulously manipulate that memory, I spent a long time hypnotizing her.”

“Hmm…”

“For example, a boy named Walter made up a story that I was the benefactor who saved him from the slave market.”

“Ah- hearing that, it’s scary. What might be inside me.”

Siebel held the greenhouse door.

“I’m excited. I wonder what masterpiece I have created. This moment is always the most fascinating.”

The greenhouse door, where Leticia was trapped, opened.

She, who had been leaning back in a chair, slowly opened her eyes. Maybe it was because the maids had made her up so well. With her black dress and reddened makeup around her eyes, she looked like a different person.

“Whew, she’s beautiful. Like a doll sprinkled with diamonds wearing a funeral dress.”

Nigel whistled.

“Leticia.”

Siebel approached her and called her name.

Sunlight poured over him, dressed in a black suit, making his silvery hair shimmer, touching Leticia’s cheek.

‘Isn’t Leticia going to hit the Doctor? She seemed quite rough the last time I saw her.’

Nigel felt that Leticia might resist at any moment. However, Leticia’s reaction was beyond her imagination.

“Doctor Siebel!”

Leticia jumped up from her place. A warm smile spread across her lips.