This Three-Year-Old Is A Villainess - Chapter 165
There’s nothing particular that ties me to Blitzen Astra.
Although I know him since we are both from the third generation, my knowledge of him is limited to basic information.
‘He has the blessing of <Teleportation>, right?’
When the Holy Grail released my curse and exploded after exhausting all its power, I heard Blitzen used his blessing to move people away.
‘Even though I didn’t cause the explosion… I’m still somewhat grateful.’
So, I had a slight sense of goodwill towards Blitzen.
‘Though, that might change since we’ve never had a proper conversation.’
The direct descendants who came in after us were surprised.
“Oh, Blitzen?”
“Why is Blitzen here?”
“Is this a situation for Blitzen to be here?”
“What kind of test could it be?”
In fact, even the direct descendants rarely see Blitzen.
Blitzen is 16 years old.
He often works outside now.
Because of this, he frequently doesn’t attend tests.
Actually, it’s more accurate to say he doesn’t need to participate in tests.
Blitzen is already considered beyond the third-generation ranking by Grandfather and the vassals.
‘Why is Blitzen here then?’
Is this annual evaluation so important?
Important enough to call Blitzen back?
What on earth are we doing in this evaluation?
While I was pondering,
Viscount Debussy entered the new hall.
When Viscount Debussy scanned the faces of the third generation and saw me, he smiled slightly.
Then he returned to his expressionless face and began explaining the annual evaluation.
“This year’s annual evaluation will be conducted in a slightly different manner.”
The murmuring among the children grew louder at Viscount Debussy’s words.
After the murmuring subsided, Viscount Debussy announced the test subject.
“The test is to host a distinguished guest.”
Hosting a distinguished guest?
It was different from the usual format, too different.
‘We’ve never had such an ambiguous test subject for the annual evaluation.’
The third generation started buzzing.
Viscount Debussy, as if expecting their reaction, chuckled.
“The one who receives the highest evaluation from the distinguished guest will be the first place.”
Someone raised a hand and asked,
“Apart from first place, how will the remaining ranks be determined?”
“The professors will evaluate the rest.”
This means there are objective evaluation criteria even for hosting.
It’s also a hint that bribing one or two distinguished guests won’t secure a good rank.
“We will meticulously evaluate not only the attitude in hosting the guest but also the hosting plan, the execution rate of the plan, and the favorability gained from the guest to determine the ranks.”
Someone asked the most crucial question.
“So, who is the distinguished guest?”
Viscount Debussy smiled mischievously.
“Finding that out is the first part of the test.”
‘Viscount sure loves to torment the kids.’
Of course, it’s not torment but evaluation.
The kids already sighed as if their heads were hurting.
Viscount Debussy looked at the kids with a kind face.
“This hosting test is not just limited to evaluation. It will greatly influence your future.”
‘Our future?’
Something significant enough to impact the future of Astra’s third generation.
I was even more curious about the guest’s identity.
After giving further detailed explanations, Viscount Debussy and the professors left the hall.
Once the adults left, the atmosphere became instantly boisterous.
Opinions about the identity of the distinguished guest flew around.
“It must be a noble. Or perhaps royalty.”
“Why state the obvious? Do you really think they’d invite commoners to the castle?”
“They might aim for surprise!”
While the others were chatting, a few quietly slipped out of the hall.
‘I need to hurry too…!’
This time, getting information quickly would be advantageous.
I quickly left the hall and headed to the storage room where cleaning supplies were kept.
This was the place where Conrad had helped me when I was younger.
Since then, it became an unspoken agreement to meet there whenever something came up.
Conrad was already there when I arrived.
I asked him,
“Who is the distinguished guest?”
As Grandfather’s aide, I thought Conrad would already know the identity of the guest.
But his answer was unexpected.
“We don’t know who the distinguished guest is either.”
“Really?”
How could Conrad not know something this important?
According to Viscount Debussy’s schedule, the guest would arrive at the castle in just four days.
To properly host the guest arriving in four days, it would be essential to inform the aides.
Given Grandfather’s character, no matter how important the annual evaluation is for the third generation, he wouldn’t leave the guest hosting solely to the children.
