This Three-Year-Old Is A Villainess - Chapter 103
Erylotte’s peers hastily spread out the notes that had tumbled onto the table.
21st, 17th, 16th, 15th… 4th?!
“There’s even a 4th place!”
“I foun-id in wibawy.” (I found it in the library.)
Then, Balzac casually threw a note onto the table. Joshua also placed down his note.
Scratching his head in annoyance, Balzac said,
“It’s pointless to call out the ranks further, isn’t it? I found the 3rd place note.”
“I have the 2nd place note.”
They had found them while entering the library with Erylotte.
To get to the library, one must pass through the needle-dog monster, so it’s impossible for her to enter alone.
The crowd was astounded, their gazes shifting back and forth between Erylotte and the twins.
That’s when Geoffrey, fuming, burst out,
“This is outrageous! How are we supposed to find anything if you have them all? This is cheating! Cheating, I tell you!”
Unable to contain his anger, Geoffrey pointed and yelled at Erylotte.
Some adults, parents of children who hadn’t found a note, nodded in agreement with Geoffrey.
“The test wasn’t conducted fairly. With one child monopolizing the notes, the others lost their chance.”
Bolstered by agreement, Geoffrey stood up.
“There was never a rule that said you could find multiple notes!”
Erylotte, with an innocent tilt of her head, countered,
“If Vishunt din say it awwowed, does-at make effwything cheating? Thwen why…” (If the Viscount say it’s allowed, does that make everything cheating? Then why…)
She looked around,
“Vishunt nevuh say it awwowed to ask ouw pawensh fow hewp, bwut effyone caww theiw mamas an papas thouw?” (The Viscount never said it was allowed to ask our parents for help, but everyone called their mamas and papas though?)
Geoffrey’s shoulders jerked up.
Erylotte smiled sweetly, a smile so reminiscent of the Duke that it sent shivers down the spine.
Chuckle.
Laughter was heard from somewhere.
All eyes turned to the source of the sound.
The Duke was smiling at Erylotte.
“Erylotte is correct.”
“Father!”
“Grandfather…”
The Duke slammed his fist on the table.
“Did your father teach you that you could cause a ruckus in front of me, Geoffrey?”
Geoffrey and his father, Valdrich, turned pale.
In a small voice, Geoffrey responded,
“No, Grandfather…”
The Duke waved his hand dismissively,
“In my eyes, there’s no one as good as the three-year-old Erylotte. Consider this test concluded.”
“Yes, Your Grace.”
The faces of the 3rd generation’s parents froze instantly.
Erylotte, previously unnoticed, had suddenly risen to prominence.
And the Duke had laughed?
“What exactly is that child…”
Someone murmured, to which Daymond casually replied,
“What do you mean? She’s my daughter.”
Though he tried to appear nonchalant, his lips were so uplifted they seemed to reach the heavens.
***
After the banquet, the twins and I left the dining hall.
The room assignments had been completed during the meal, and the servants had moved all our belongings, I was told.
Hearing my room’s location from Viscount Debussy made me ecstatic.
‘I knew it would be that room for 4th place!’
Balzac, watching me bounce along, looked puzzled.
“You happy, kiddo?”
“Yeah!”
“Even though you didn’t get the 1st place room?”
Viscount Debussy seemed to ponder whether to give me the 1st place room, but I insisted I preferred the 4th place.
‘It was exactly the room I was aiming for.’
“Ish gweat!”
At my response, Joshua chuckled.
“Good. Our rooms are right next to yours.”
I knew that.
After all, I helped them find the 2nd and 3rd place notes specifically aiming for this arrangement.
Knowing that notes were around the library, I subtly involved the twins.
‘Balzac and Joshua are sensitive to other beings’ presence, so if someone targets me and invades my room, they’ll help me.’
“Aren’t you going to greet father?”
“After the banquet, the second generation and Grandfather have teatime.”
As Joshua spoke, Balzac added,
“They call it teatime, but it’s really a reporting session. They’ll say, oh I did this big thing, and this is happening in the imperial capital…”
“They’re desperate to impress Grandfather.”
“I didn’t expect the General to stay for teatime, though. Right, Joshua?”
From Joshua’s muttering, a snicker escaped.
“Wow, your children are impressive. Balzac and Joshua found quite high ranks, didn’t they?”
“Well, it’s nothing.”
“But it’s the 5th and 4th, isn’t it?”
“3rd and 2nd.”
Their father looked and acted nonchalant, but when his brother got the ranks wrong, he immediately corrected him, His brother’s eyes widened at that.
“And Erylotte also found ten notes.”
“She found fourteen.”
“Ah…”
“21st, 17th, 16th, 15th, […] and even 4th.”
“Haha…”
He corrected the number of notes found almost with the intensity of shooting lasers from his eyes.
Joshua glanced back towards the banquet hall.
“He must be itching to boast.”
Balzac chuckled,
“Just a few days ago, he was saying there’s no need to struggle for good results.”
‘Probably didn’t want to put pressure on them.’
It’s only recently that the twins have been on good terms with Father. He probably said that so the kids wouldn’t fret over their grades.
But what parent dislikes their child getting good grades?
‘I made Father happy.’
Feeling giddy again, I couldn’t help but grin.
