This Three-Year-Old Is A Villainess - Chapter 114
“That can’t be. Is this the command of a three-year-old?”
“Impossible. It must be a coincidence!”
[These little brats!]
Geoffrey, getting no help from his team members, pushed forward.
Bam─!
Just as he was about to bite Deianira,
[Sistow Wianine!]
As Erylotte shouted again, Riantine closed her eyes tightly and sprang forward in front of Geoffrey.
Instantly, her wrist glowed brightly.
[Aaah!]
As the light poured out right in front of him, Geoffrey quickly retreated.
Losing his balance, Geoffrey stumbled and fell flat on his backside.
“Timing was perfectly captured to use Riantine’s blessing.”
“It’s unbelievable. It wasn’t a coincidence—she was really commanding?”
The people on the platform focused their attention on Daymond all at once.
At that moment, in the magical crystal, Erylotte charged at Geoffrey.
Daymond’s grip tightened as he watched the magical crystal.
‘Now’s the time.’
Deianira, with her fist clenched, smacked Geoffrey on the head.
Bang!
[You’re asking for it.]
After taking a solid hit, Geoffrey’s mouth reverted to its original form.
And then,
[Uwaaaaah! Dad─!!]
Valdrich’s face twisted in frustration.
‘That idiot…!’
He quickly glanced at Duke Astra.
The Duke was stiff, watching the magical crystal.
“Is this even possible?”
Viscount Debussy chuckled in response.
“Well, it’s unheard of, indeed. But one thing’s for sure.”
“…”
“There was a genius among us in this duchy that we didn’t know about.”
Listening to the two men, Valdrich clenched his teeth.
Daymond’s lips subtly as he looked at Valdrich.
“What a shame. It’s not my daughter who’s wailing.”
“…!”
Valdrich’s face turned red.
***
The match ended.
As Erylotte handed over the amethyst she was holding to the referee, the training ground transformed back to its original state by the magical device.
Riantine was the first to rush out.
“Mom! Dad!”
Uncle Deacons and his wife on the platform hurried down the stairs.
“Did you see? I knocked down Geoffrey!”
“Yes. You did very well!”
“You were incredible.”
Riantine was beaming between her parents when,
[Miss─!]
[Miss─!!]
Enzo and the soldiers from Daymond’s jurisdiction roared as they rushed over.
They surrounded Erylotte, ready to lift her in celebration.
Daymond’s jurisdiction was unmatched in the personal abilities of its soldiers.
Elite soldiers rumored to easily handle a small country were the formidable ones.
However, even within the Astra dominion, they weren’t quite acknowledged. They were overshadowed by the capital of other jurisdictions and outnumbered in military strength.
Ultimately, Daymond’s jurisdiction was ridiculed as no better than a pretty but useless bauble.
However, this little lady overcame the heirs of other massive jurisdictions and swiftly secured victory.
The previously smug soldiers from other jurisdictions couldn’t utter a word, and it was incredibly satisfying.
“Such brilliance!”
“Such wisdom!”
“So admirable!”
“Ugh… ish uncomfy…”
Erylotte squirmed among the soldiers crowding around her as if they were about to burst. An arm sneaked through the crowd and scooped up the child.
“Fathew.”
“You were splendid.”
Held in her father’s arms, Erylotte raised her arms high and shouted.
“Ywes!”
Not long after, the twins who had been watching from outside the platform also ran over.
“Kiddo, I saw how you smashed Geoffrey’s head! I saw it!”
“Me too. You were cool, Erylotte.”
The twins were also thrilled by their younger sister’s performance.
“Me, I want a hug too!”
“Balzac is too clumsy and might drop you. Come to me.”
“She’s my daughter.”
The people of Daymond’s jurisdiction were in the midst of a festival.
“F-Father!”
Geoffrey hurried towards his father, Valderic.
“So, the thing is…!”
“Shut it.”
“No, I mean, that is… I couldn’t concentrate!”
Geoffrey yelled back.
Only then did Valderic look at his son.
“What are you talking about?”
Geoffrey’s eyes trembled aimlessly as he tried to think of a good excuse.
‘Right, there was that.’
The thing hidden in that annoying girl’s room.
“The fountain pen you gave me! I couldn’t concentrate because it was missing!”
“Fountain pen?”
“Yes. Someone must have stolen it. I saw it during the morning class. It’s one of the kids from the primary-level classroom.”
“What?!”
“One of the latecomers? It could be Riantine, Deianira, or that dirty… no, Erylotte!”
Geoffrey pointed at Erylotte, loudly blabbering.
Then, the training ground became noisy once again.
Geoffrey smirked, curling the corners of his mouth.
“Riantine and Deianira were wearing clothes without pockets. But Erylotte had a bag.”
“…”
“A bag big enough to fit a fountain pen!”
