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nMoments later, Aria felt someone’s presence behind her.

nAnd as she turned her head, she squinted into the light rays, shielding her eyes against the bright sun – trying to discern the figure that stood underneath the intense blaze.

nHe was a boy with blonde hair.

n“I’ve heard a lot about you. I guess this is our first encounter.”

nMost of the Valentines’ wives had no second children. They usually died of illness even if they had only given birth to one child.

nHowever, since the current grand duke did not have a concubine or an illegitimate son, there was only one possibility left.

n‘He is the Grand Duke of Valentine’s relative and was probably adopted because he was a genius…’

nAria stared at Vincent.

nRecognizing the meaning of her gaze, the blonde boy smiled and introduced himself.

n“His Grace has acknowledged my ability, thus he decided to adopt me. I am, of course, eternally grateful to him.”

nThe genius of the century, but he was jinxed with ill luck.

nVincent Valentine.

nHe was a symbol of the reversal of life, adopted by a person with the highest authority, one that even the emperor would not dare to look down upon.

nBut in the end, he was completely expelled from the estate before the great massacre.

n“The grand duke raised a poor orphan who had lost his parents, and, well, it didn’t turn out pleasant. The kid turned out to be a spy from the gutter!”

nThe aristocrats who liked to talk about others often chewed on rumors about Vincent at social gatherings.

nThe Valentines were the center of all gossip.

nEveryone swore and cursed at them, calling them pure evil, but ironically, they still wanted to know more.

nAbout their secrets, their wealth, how they were unable to find the grand duchy…

nIn fact, they tend to fantasize about them as if they were charmed by their mysteriousness.

n‘Vincent’s story must have spurred their engrossment.’

nAria had listened to it so many times that she’d even ended up memorizing it.

n‘I heard that he ended up relying on liquor and drugs, and ended his life miserably after wandering around the gutter.’

nA spy… Was it true? Aria had doubts.

n‘If one were able to spy on the Valentines, then they’ll have to be exceptionally influential in the gutter and have rats to cover for them.’

nAria looked into Vincent’s clear blue eyes.

nHis eyes were almost translucent, glossy, like the palest blue glass. Yet, at the same time it caught the beauty of a perfect summer lake, shining underneath the gentle sun.

nIndeed, they were the eyes of a scholar seeking the truth.

n“It seems that sister-in-law is very interested in epistemology,” Vincent said, pointing to Aria’s book.

nOnly then did she examine the title of the book she was holding.

n「The Theory of Knowledge」

n‘…a philosophy book?’

nHer knowledge was actually quite limited.

nShe didn’t know anything unless it was related to music or art.

n‘Because I was trapped all my life and had never had the chance to learn.’

nOf course, it wasn’t that she had no intention of learning. She wanted to learn if she could.

nBut philosophy was a huge no-no.

nShe wasn’t interested in it at all.

n“It is said that humans can only make assumptions about the form and nature of things that exist in the social world. It is concerned with whether or not social reality exists independently from human understanding and interpretation. In that sense, ontology and epistemology are like two sides of a coin.”

n“?”

n“Are you interested in phenomenology? Simply put, phenomenology as a discipline is distinct from but related to other key disciplines in philosophy, such as ontology, epistemology, and others. It is the study of phenomena: appearances of things, or things as they appear in our experience from the subjective or first person point of view.”

n“???”

n‘What was that, an alien language?’

n“To think that my sister-in-law is a person with such interest in knowledge! I’m truly glad.”

n“……”

n“Shall I tell you more about the book that you’re reading?”

nAria looked up at the boy and gave him her best smile as if she was really eager to learn more about philosophy.

nHow his eyes shined, those blue hues like the envy of any summer sky, it did not resemble the grand duke at all. Rather, his orbs were bright and warm.

n“Ah.”

nAt that time, Vincent caught her staring at his eyes.

nHe looked slightly disappointed and it made Aria feel uncomfortable somehow.

n“Haha, you’re probably wondering why my eyes look so different from the grand duke. I’ve been able to survive here because I’m considered a genius… ” He said, smiling brightly with an innocent look on his face.

n“I can’t handle being uneducated. The only thing I’m good at is being smart…”

n“……”

n“If I’m ignorant, then what’s the use of living? I’ll just become a waste of oxygen.”

nVincent continued, “I would rather die than to live my life as a failure.”

nAria watched the boy, who was still smiling.

nAs she kept observing him, she finally figured it out.

n‘Ah, so he was banned because he was unlucky.’

n* * *

n“……”

n“See you again, sister-in-law.”

nAria ran into Vincent at the library every day after that encounter.

nShe had to practice singing inside the library, so she had to be extra careful.

n‘It was nice and quiet until he came.’

nThis place was built solely for those who had the blood of Valentine.

nUsually, nobody would come here except for the librarian who kept going back and forth to organize the books.

nHowever, Vincent would be inside the library before Aria could arrive, and he would leave later than her.

n‘At least I know that he isn’t intentionally chasing after me…’

nHe was a scholar from an academic institute who loved learning more than anyone else, so it made sense as to why he kept staying in the library.

n‘The soundproofing is perfect, but my singing might leak out by accident.’

nThe possibility was tiny but it could not be completely ruled out.

nAria peeped at Vincent, nervously hiding behind the edge of a bookshelf.

nHe was reading a book on a sofa.

n“You won’t choose a book?”

n“……”

nAria stared at Vincent with a sullen look.

nHe often argued with her over the simplest, most unnecessary things. He would belittle her if she chose a useless book, and he would give his own opinion about each book he recited afterwards.

n“You don’t know this either?”

n“Come on, there’s no way that you don’t know what this is!”

n“What? You have no idea about this?”

n“I don’t know how you’ve survived when you’re this dumb…”

nHer conversations with Vincent had always been like this.

n‘Even if I ignore him, he’ll continue to blabber about his so-called area of expertise.’

nShe didn’t know why he was so interested in her.

nAria, who used to be sensitive to insults and provocations, couldn’t even care less anymore.

nShe didn’t know how proud she would feel if she was also a genius, but she knew that if she did the same things as him, she would have made tons of enemies.

nThen recommend a book to me.

nShe decided to respond in a dry manner.

nHe was so annoying.

nThen, after pondering for a while, Vincent handed her a book.

n「Basic Arithmetic That Even Monkeys Can Do!」

n“……”

nAria glared at Vincent while looking at the contents of the book that read ‘1 1=2’.

nVincent Valentine.

nHis eyes were a perfect spring sky, his mind was filled with curiosity, and his blond hair and gentle smile brought more golden sunshine into the world.

n‘Golden sunshine my ass!’

nHe might look like an angel. But he certainly had the ability to make Aria want to spit on his smiling face.

n* * *

n“… Milady, did you have a bad day?” Diana couldn’t help but ask.

nAria seemed to be in a bad mood these past few days.

nDiana was scared because she looked like a volcano that could erupt at any moment now.

nAnd as Diana had guessed, Aria was on the verge of explosion.

nIt didn’t matter if he insulted her openly for being ignorant. But at the same time, it couldn’t be helped as she had never been properly educated!

n‘That’s right, I’m stupid! So what?’

nShe finally admitted.

nHowever, the library was the only place where she could practice singing without other people’s knowledge.

n‘I can’t stand him! He keeps disturbing my singing practice!’

nShe needed to learn the song of healing as soon as possible to treat the grand duchess.

nIf Vincent interfered with her and she missed the time of the grand duchess’ treatment…

n‘Didn’t the ancestors say that if I can endure him three times, I should save him from the massacre?’

nBut what would happen if he crossed her more than three times?

n‘Will it be okay for me to kill him?’

nShe had been patient because he was Lloyd’s younger brother.

nThere was a limit to her patience, and the little patience she had was waning fast.

nBut in the end, things happened.

nOne day, Vincent was waiting for Aria in the library.

n“You’re a little late today.”

nAria naturally turned her back and reopened the door to visit another library.

nThis library, which Vincent spent his time on, used to be her go-to-place.

nIt was the largest library in the entire palace, and she used it because it was perfect for sound insulation.

nBut still, it didn’t mean that the other libraries weren’t soundproof.

n‘I guess he’ll be planning to read books here from now on.’

nAria tried to pass it that way.

nSuddenly, Vincent shut the library door shut.

nThe boy leaned obliquely by the door with his arms crossed and looked down at Aria.

nHe struck her cold gaze with an innocent smile.

n“Since you’re from the House of Cortez, you should know a lot about music.”

n“……”

n“My sister-in-law’s grandfather, Maestro Cortez, was a genius musician and mathematician who will never be born again. He was the one who invented the 24th note in music.”

n“……”

n“No way!” He covered his mouth, mocking her, “You do know the history of your own family, right?”

n“……”

n“Really? You don’t know this either?” Vincent muttered as if he was openly disappointed.

nAria’s patience wore thin.

n“Oh, excuse me. I’ve been talking about things that only I know,” he chuckled.

nThat’s it.

nShe couldn’t take it anymore!

nAria pushed the book that she was holding into Vincent’s arms in the harshest way possible.

n“Argh!” The boy groaned.

nAria walked straight to the organ on one side of the library.

nThen, she sat down and ran her fingers along the pure white keys of the organ.

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