This Three-Year-Old Is A Villainess - Chapter 193
They must be crazy.
Why are they even holding such a ridiculous poll?
‘And why am I the “rose”? Oh, right, I was famous for that nickname before. I completely forgot.’
I had always brushed off remarks from Lady Gonalon and others as mere pleasantries, but hearing people in the shopping district call me by that nickname was deeply embarrassing.
I felt so mortified that I couldn’t even lift my head.
‘When things are peaceful in the estate, strange things like this always happen.’
Seeing how embarrassed I was, Han Ji-hyuk seemed to find it even more amusing.
He poked his head out from behind the herb pile, wearing a cat-like grin.
“I’ve heard some things about that poll. Want me to fill you in?”
“No.”
“The boys are voting more for Lady Selene, but the girls seem to prefer you.”
“I told you not to tell me!”
I shouted, covering my ears.
I seriously, absolutely did not want to know.
Han Ji-hyuk laughed even harder, clearly enjoying my discomfort.
Why could I still hear everything so clearly, even with my ears covered?
“I voted, too. For Lady Selene.”
“Well I, for one, voted for Erylotte.”
Startled by the sudden new voice, I spun around.
Blitzen was standing there, looking at me with a languid smile.
He finally showed up.
Though I’d been waiting for him, the timing couldn’t have been worse.
“…When did you get here?”
“Ever since I heard, ‘I voted for Lady Selene.’”
I shot a glare at Han Ji-hyuk.
This is why I told him not to speak so casually in public.
“What brings you to the shopping district?”
I gestured toward Han Ji-hyuk—well, the pile of herbs that was Han Ji-hyuk.
“Buying herbs.”
“Okay.”
Blitzen seemed to accept my answer without suspicion.
Of course, who would buy that much herbal medicine just to fake an encounter?
“And what about you, Blitzen? What brings you here?”
“Just passing by.”
When I played dumb, he gave a vague reply.
“Passing by?”
“I have business at the Mage Tower.”
Indeed, a man in a robe standing off in the distance called out, “This way, please.”
“Well then, see you later.”
Without giving me a chance to stop him, Blitzen turned and left.
‘Since he seems to have actual business, it’s not the right time to hold him up.’
After confirming that Blitzen was gone, I stepped into the pawnshop.
“Welcome.”
An old man with a monocle greeted me with a smile.
I slowly walked around, taking in the sight of the pawnshop.
‘It seems like an ordinary pawnshop.’
Why did Blitzen come here?
Just looking around didn’t provide any clues.
‘There’s a simple way to find out.’
I strode over to the counter.
“That young man who just left—what did he pawn?”
The owner looked a bit flustered, seeing a well-dressed child suddenly ask such a bold question.
But his expression quickly hardened as he answered,
“I’m sorry, Miss, but I can’t disclose any customer information.”
He was quite firm.
That was expected.
Unfazed, I tilted my head slightly.
Without a word, Han Ji-hyuk placed a gold coin on the counter.
I smiled at the owner.
“Let me ask again. What did he pawn?”
Before I even finished speaking, the owner snatched up the gold coin and bit down on it.
Seeing his teeth marks clearly imprinted on the shiny gold, his face brightened, as if he’d grown younger. His eyes practically turned gold.
“He didn’t pawn anything. He purchased something.”
As expected.
This method always works so well.
Satisfied, I nodded and asked the now very cooperative owner,
“He bought something? What was it?”
“Let me see…”
The old man pushed up his monocle and scanned through a list.
He rummaged through some papers and finally showed me a picture.
It was a beautiful music box.
“This is it.”
“Why that?”
“Well, he checked the name engraved on the back before buying it.”
“Name?”
“It was engraved with the name ‘Aisa A’.”
Aisa…
‘That’s my late aunt.’
She was my aunt, and Blitzen’s mother.
‘Who would have pawned Aunt’s music box?’
Someone must have failed to repay their debt, so the music box ended up belonging to the pawnshop.
Whoever did that must have been out of their mind.
A crazy servant, perhaps?
“Who pawned it?”
The once-cooperative shopkeeper now looked at me with caution.
His gold-like eyes returned to normal.
Han Ji-hyuk placed another gold coin on the counter.
“Please wait a moment. I’ll find out for you.”
The owner, now all smiles, clasped his hands together.
This time, he didn’t even check the gold coin as his eyes turned golden again.
After rummaging through the records again, he showed me the paperwork.
“It was Lord Noarizen.”
“…!”
