Chapter 1891 - 519: Forgot the Beginning, Forgot the Middle, Forgot the End_4

Faced with Lady Antonie's curiosity about her background, Mia showed no trace of panic, elegantly picking up her teacup and gently blowing on it, before narrating the story woven by the Hell Intelligence Bureau for her.

"...My father was Baron Gilbert Mitiya from the Holy City, but he passed away early. The title is now held by my brother Harvey Mitiya."

Lady Antonie said apologetically.

"I'm sorry for bringing up such a sad topic."

Mia smiled slightly, maintaining her noble grace, and smoothly glossed over the sadness with her soft voice.

"It's okay, he has been gone for a while now. Rather than living in past sorrow, I prefer to seize the happiness of the present."

Duke Edward gently rubbed the rim of his teacup, seemingly conversing with Prince Colin, but actually pondering in his heart.

Although he had heard of the upper class circles in the Holy City, the surname "Mitiya" was unfamiliar to him.

However, upon hearing that the family was merely a baron, the taut string in his heart relaxed slightly.

While the Imperial Nobles are indeed more prestigious than the Campbell ones, that prestige doesn't allow a baron's title to transcend its class.

Moreover, Miss Mitiya herself holds no hereditary title; a female knight's title in the Imperial hierarchy is merely symbolic.

Unless the Mitiya family is profoundly powerful, the Colin Family would never possibly marry into a humble baron family.

This is a matter of mismatched social standing.

Thinking this, his brows slightly unfurrowed.

The most they might have done is slept together.

Though devout Saint Sis followers might have a psychological purity, for a duke wielding great power, this is hardly a matter of concern.

Even if Erin found out, she would still forgive his youthful indiscretions.

While Mia narrated the life that wasn't hers, she ground her molars in her heart, lamenting how useless her father was, as that Human Duke didn't consider her a worthy opponent at all.

What were those fools at the intelligence bureau thinking? Since they were already fabricating, why not make it grand?

The eldest daughter of the Padric family actually had to play the role of a fallen baron's daughter; the key is she couldn't quite capture that essence.

Despite her inner grievances, Mia still endeavored to act as "Miss Yaya," desperately portraying a detachment from worldly concerns, careful not to disrupt Lord Demon King's grand plans.

Actually, she was overthinking.

Since when did the Demon King care about others' suspicions?

The "illegitimate daughter" who seemed more like an heir was currently in the courtyard, delivering a flying kick to a three-year-old, so she, a self-assured, radiant fallen noble dame, really wasn't a suspicious setting.

Those who believe in him will surely add bricks to his "Colin universal family," fabricating ten thousand reasonable explanations.

Especially in the face of greater interests, no one cares about such minor details.

"...Since my father's passing, I've lived a secluded life. I dislike those noisy social balls, spending my days either studying oil painting at the Imperial Art Academy or indulging in various art exhibitions."

Edward smiled and said.

"Then your artistry must be quite distinguished."

Mia nodded slightly, smiling humbly.

"Not at all, I was merely influenced by my family, exposed since childhood. My artistry can't compare to my brother Harvey Mitiya, such an outstanding artist."

Edward pondered seriously for a moment.

"Harvey Mitiya... I do have some impression of this name, though I haven't heard of your family."

Mia pursed her lips and smiled.

"That's normal; our family is not very prominent. My brother and I usually lead low-profile lives."

Lady Antonie curiously asked.

"What is your favorite art genre?"

"Abstract art," Mia answered with a smile, flowing with ease, "it's the most popular art genre recently in the Holy City, and my brother Harvey is the leader of this school. His innovation owes much to Mr. Colin's inspiration."

"I didn't expect Prince Colin to understand art?" Edward looked at Colin in surprise, his eyes full of surprise.

By Saint Sis, does Prince Colin, skilled in magic, also dabble in art?

Is there anything he doesn't know in this world?

"Like Miss Yaya, I've only dabbled a little," Luo Yan almost couldn't hold his expression, lightly coughing, "I personally lack artistic talent... What I mean is, I'm not adept."

"Haha, Prince Colin, my friend, you're too modest!"

Edward then turned to Miss Mitiya, smiling with interest.

"By the way, Thunder City University is expanding its faculty; I wonder if you could introduce some artistic talents to us?"

Mia nodded with pleasure, smiling as she replied.

"No problem, as a friend of Prince Colin, you are a friend of the Mitiya family. To serve you is my honor."

Edward involuntarily revealed a hint of joy on his face.

As a Duke of Campbell, his vision was far beyond ordinary. Art may not feed people, but it connects the well-fed Campbell people with the Empire's upper society, providing a ticket to the high society.

This will become an invisible fortune.

"Speaking of which, how did you come to know Prince Colin?" Seeing her husband veering off topic, Lady Antonie discreetly steered the conversation back to Miss Mitiya herself.