Chapter 1 I met Enrique, the first Prince of the Berton Kingdom when he was fifteen years old. At the time, I was working as an apprentice under Rodrigo Raso, the most renowned painter in the kingdom. Rodrigo Raso... Is there anyone who is from Berton and hasn’t heard his name? In fact, Is there anyone throughout the neighbouring countries who don’t know about his best-known piece ‘God’s Catastro’? Even if there was someone who didn’t know a thing about art, they wouldn’t dare to raise their hand to reveal their ignorance. Later, When Rodrigo fled from Berton his reputation was so high that his fame did not get tarnished. But in reality, what stood out was his wicked personality. To be honest, besides his achievements he was just an aged old man who would say things like ‘Female painters can’t capture the logic of the world.’ Ironically, the reason I was able to become his apprentice was because of such narrow-mindedness. My father had a playful personality and occasionally enjoyed p
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