How to Be a Dark Hero’s Daughter

“Did this many letters come again?”

“Yes. You’re really popular these days.”

I was taken aback by Zion’s words.

Lately, it seems I’ve been doing well. I’ve received fan letters expressing gratitude for providing water and numerous invitations.

Various associations have also sent me letters asking to accept plaques of appreciation. But that’s not what’s important right now.

“Have you finished preparing for the interview?”

“Yes.”

I am finally preparing to end my semi-unemployed life. Specifically, I’m preparing for a doctoral course interview at the university department of the academy.

I originally planned to prepare for the academy exam for a long time and take it next year…

But Cedric informed me of an unexpected fact.

Surprisingly, there is also a special admissions system in this world. If you have industry experience in the field you want to enter, that’s enough.

Coincidentally, the field I want to enter is ‘law’.

‘The truth is, I really want to study crime more seriously.’

There’s no criminal investigation department in this world. So, studying unique criminal cases in the judicial was the closest thing.

With Cedric’s help, I organized the cases I’d solved so far and received recommendations from those around me.

‘It’s easy to get a recommendation.’

Fortunately, it’s allowed to get recommendations from family.

‘I’m so grateful that Cedric asked the royal family for recommendations.’

He should do that, considering all the cases I’ve solved for them.

Then Jade entered the restaurant where I was having breakfast.

“Your interview is today, right?”

“Ah, you remembered. I’m nervous. It’s my first time having this kind of interview…”

“You’ll do well. With your track record, even if you spit on the interviewer, you’d pass.”

“…No one would pass doing that!”

“The newspaper articles will back you up. The cases you solved often made the news.”

I nodded.

“You’re my sister, you’ll do well.”

Jade patted my head. I chuckled. Furthermore, Collen even accompanied me.

“Come back making me proud as always, Leticia.”

“Yes.”

I nodded.

* * *

Upon arriving at the interview venue, I took a deep breath and opened the door.

‘Why… aren’t the interviewers asking any questions?’

When the interview actually started, Leticia was taken aback.

‘Shouldn’t college interviews include some pressure questions? Did I write something wrong?’

The interviewers just kept reading Leticia’s resume.

“Hmm, so… you’ve amassed such experience.”

One of the interviewers finally said after a while. In reality, they were in shock after seeing my resume.

“What are we even looking at right now?”

One interviewer whispered to another.

Starting with this career, it was outrageous.

The careers they’d usually seen were like members of the horseback troop or knights, but hers included:

[Solved a princess kidnapping case at the palace.]

[Aided in the capture of 9 serial killers.]

[Solved 2 national spy cases as a member of a secret organization.]

[Resolved a murder case related to a foreign diplomat, preventing potential war.]

[Collaborated in national agency investigations 10 times.]

…(omitted for brevity)

[Prevented a plot to exterminate the capital’s population by finding an antidote.]

[Solved numerous other cases, but detailed information is classified and can’t be shared.]

“This incredible resume… My hands are shaking.”

“It’s more of a record, a miraculous record.”

“What can we teach someone like her…”

They whispered.

They wondered whether they should give me a standing ovation or deeply bow to thank her for applying.

“Is my experience insufficient?”

Leticia asked, puzzled.

“No, not at all. But what are these experiences marked as confidential?”

“Oh, those are…”

Leticia smiled brightly.

“I can’t write in detail about cases related to the confidential political situations of our country or foreign countries.”

“…”

“If you really want to know, I can tell you one-on-one… But you’d first need to sign a pledge with the kingdom.”

“A pledge?”

“Yes. A vow stating that if you ever talk about what you learn, you agree to any punishment, including torture!”

“…!”

“You could be imprisoned at any time, but as long as you keep your mouth shut, it’s okay!”

“It’s okay. Really!”

The professors unanimously raised their hands.

“Thank you for understanding.”

Leticia said shyly.

“Then, shall we look at the letters of recommendation next?”