While Lybia was changing clothes, Seiya, with nothing better to do, began wandering around the estate.
Before long, he discovered a portrait of a family of three hanging on the wall.
The painting depicted a married couple and a little girl of around eleven or twelve—a family portrait.
The father in the painting looked stern and resolute, while the daughter had a mischievous, impish expression. Both of them had dark blue hair.
As for the mother, she was delicate and beautiful, with an elegant, noble bearing. Her long golden hair fell over her shoulders, and there was a hint of heroic spirit in her gaze. She appeared to be quite a strong-willed woman.
"Your sister wasn't lying, was she? Your hair color and eyes are almost exactly the same as our late mother's.
"Unfortunately, this portrait was painted by a court artist before Mother gave birth to you, so it isn't truly a complete family portrait."
While Seiya was examining the painting, Lybia, now wearing a long purple dress, appeared behind him at some point.
She had wanted to dress simply and casually for this rare outing with her younger brother, but she simply did not own many everyday clothes.
Ever since their parents had died, finding her lost younger brother had become her sole obsession. To that end, she had constantly trained with the sword and grown stronger.
The outfit she wore most often was her Dark Knight armor. As for the long dress she currently wore, she had bought it for a banquet some time ago.
They were currently in Bestaria, the Royal Capital of the Dark Empire.
Although it was called the Royal Capital, once Lybia brought Seiya onto the streets, he realized that this so-called main city was nowhere near as prosperous as he had imagined.