This Three-Year-Old Is A Villainess - Chapter 194
Noarizen?!
Hearing a name I hadn’t expected felt like getting hit over the head.
‘Why…?’
It wasn’t like he didn’t have money.
Currently, Noarizen was managing my late aunt’s estate.
Known for being the ultimate romantic, he had mourned for three years after my aunt passed, barely eating during that time.
‘I heard that after seeing him like that, my grandfather entrusted him with Aunt’s estate…’
As a result, Noarizen now ruled over a territory wealthier and larger than most noble estates.
Not only that, but the income he received from the research institute was more than enough for a comfortable life.
“Do you know why he pawned it?”
The gleam in the shopkeeper’s eyes faded, and suspicion replaced it.
Han Ji-hyuk pulled out another gold coin and placed it on the counter.
The shopkeeper quickly answered,
“I don’t know the reason. Not many people talk about such things. But he comes quite often.”
He comes often?
“What other items has he pawned?”
Once again, the gleam in the shopkeeper’s eyes vanished—
‘Seriously, why doesn’t he just ask for all the gold at once…’
I snatched the pouch of gold from Han Ji-hyuk and slammed it on the counter.
Gulp.
The old man swallowed nervously as he eyed the pouch filled with gold.
Keeping my hand on the pouch, I asked,
“What else did he pawn?”
“Let’s see… jewelry, books, dresses… quite a few things.”
They were all items a woman would use.
‘…So he pawned all of Aunt’s belongings? And didn’t even repay the money he borrowed?’
Pretending to be the most devoted man in history, but secretly selling off my aunt’s things for cash!
Perhaps because I hadn’t yet removed my hand from the pouch, the shopkeeper began offering more information than I asked for.
“Each time, Lord Blitzen buys them all back. We’re quite happy with the arrangement.”
“Does Lord Noarizen know about this?”
“If he knew, do you think he’d come here? Lord Blitzen made it very clear—he asked us to never, ever mention it to anyone.”
“…I see.”
Something wasn’t adding up.
A desperate-for-money Noarizen.
And Blitzen, who knew his deceased mother’s belongings were being sold off, but did nothing about it.
‘And yet, there’s no intervention?’
“Hm…”
I narrowed my eyes, thinking hard.
But the reason behind what was happening between those two remained a mystery.
As I mulled it over, Han Ji-hyuk suddenly slammed both hands on the counter.
“As you might have guessed, this young lady here is a very important person.”
The shopkeeper forced a nervous smile.
“Yes… I saw the portrait earlier. You’re Lady Erylotte from the Daymond Jurisdiction, correct? Ha-ha, I heard you were part of that recent poll!”
I shot him a tired look, while Han Ji-hyuk raised an eyebrow.
“So if you’re thinking of selling information for a couple of gold coins, you can imagine what will happen, right?”
“Of course, I—!”
“Just burning down your pawnshop won’t be the end of it.”
Han Ji-hyuk’s cold, threatening gaze sharpened with each word.
“There’s a madman who’s broken through the walls of the Daymond Jurisdiction fifty-two times—”
Balzac?
“And a terrifying snake who enjoys mentally torturing people to death—”
Joshua?
“And, well, a war fanatic currently working on a map of the world’s fruit supply.”
…Dad?
I gave Han Ji-hyuk a look that screamed, What on earth are you saying?
But the shopkeeper seemed genuinely terrified as he turned pale.
“I swear, I’ll never speak a word about the young lady!”
“Glad you understand.”
“Y-Yes, even if they put a sword to my throat—”
“And don’t forget to vote.”
“Pardon?”
“For Lady Erylotte. You got that?”
What is this idiot saying now?!
I quickly covered Han Ji-hyuk’s mouth and hurried out of the pawnshop.
Once outside, I shot him a sharp glare.
‘He’s always looking for opportunities to tease me…’
Han Ji-hyuk just grinned and shrugged his shoulders, knowing he’d embarrassed me.
But I knew exactly how to wipe that smirk off his face.
“Starting tomorrow, I’m requesting Mosco as my guard.”
“What? But that means—”
“Of course, since you’re my attendant, you’ll be with me, too.”
Mosco was quite fond of Han Ji-hyuk, but Han Ji-hyuk couldn’t stand Mosco, to the point where he panicked just at the sight of his shadow.
After their (forced) bath together last time, Han Ji-hyuk had been terrified, saying he nearly lost his skin.
“You’re joking, right?”
“…”
“Hey.”
“…”
“Erylotte!”
“…”
“My lady? Master?”
“…”
“Fairy? Angel? Goddess?!”
“Just go grab the herbs.”
Ignoring Han Ji-hyuk’s wails, I walked ahead.
