This Three-Year-Old Is A Villainess - Chapter 195
The ducal castle—
I headed to the aide’s office to meet Conrad.
‘Blitzen’s situation keeps bothering me.’
While I was lost in thought, staring at the ground as I walked, I heard a commotion ahead.
There was a head towering above the maids.
‘Conrad?’
He was carrying an armful of items, looking incredibly awkward with his forced smile.
“Thank you…”
The maids, faces flushed with shyness, were holding their cheeks, sighing, “Haah…”
One maid even clung to Conrad’s arm, marveling at it, saying,
“We should be the ones thanking you…”
‘Huh?’
Then, a face that was all too familiar popped into view.
“Greta?”
At the sound of my voice, Greta’s shoulders shot up, startled.
Like a machine, she turned stiffly to look at me.
“M-M-M-Mi-la-la-dy.”
Eh?
She looked like someone caught in the act of cheating.
Greta stared at me with trembling pupils, as if an earthquake had hit her.
Then, suddenly, she rushed over to me, speaking desperately.
“I swear I wasn’t distracted! I also bought your gift! But Lady’s Day is still far away… And Sir Conrad is always so considerate of the maids’ circumstances, and I’ve been so grateful to him for so long. But I swear, the one I adore the most is you, Milady! I know it’s pointless to say this, but please, Milady, I’m so sorry—!!”
“…”
She left, her eyes filled with regret, claiming she had affection for both of us.
“Love is a crime~!”
A crime~!
A crime~!
Her voice echoed through the ducal estate.
…Suddenly, I felt exhausted.
Watching Greta walk off, I shook my head in disbelief.
Conrad, still holding a mountain of gifts and smiling awkwardly, approached me with heavy footsteps.
“Milady.”
His face barely peeked out from behind the pile of gifts as he spoke.
“What’s all that?”
“Well, in four days, it’s Gentleman’s Day… And since I’ll be away starting tomorrow, they gave me the gifts today.”
Oh, Gentleman’s Day?
It’s already coming up in four days.
It’s the day when people give gifts to the gentlemen they admire.
‘Like Valentine’s Day, I guess.’
The mountain of gifts in Conrad’s arms swayed dangerously, looking like it might topple over at any moment.
“For now, put those down. I have something to ask you. I’ll wait here—the weather’s nice today.”
I took a deep breath of the fresh breeze, filling my lungs with the scent of grass.
“Yes, Milady.”
After dropping off the gifts at the aide’s office, Conrad hurried back to me and asked,
“What do you need?”
“The main castle is keeping watch on the second generation, right?”
Conrad gave me a slightly troubled look.
“They call it protection.”
“Whatever. Does that include Uncle Noarizen?”
“Yes. Since he’s Young Lord Blitzen’s father, of course. However, the surveillance on him is far less strict compared to the others.”
Even a little oversight is good enough.
I clasped both of Conrad’s hands, my eyes sparkling with excitement.
“I want to see those records.”
After a quick glance around, Conrad lowered his voice.
“I’ll make a copy and send it to the Daymond Jurisdiction.”
“Great!”
I nodded eagerly and grinned.
‘As expected.’
All the work I put in since I was three years old was paying off.
I had placed the right people in all the right spots.
‘Thanks to that, the information I need comes right to me.’
I was glad I’d worked so hard when I was three.
As Conrad walked back toward the office, I waved him off with a satisfied smile.
Bye bye, Conrad!
My walking, talking information guild at the main residence!
***
Inside the carriage heading home.
I slouched, sprawled out in the carriage.
Every trip took at least two hours, and it was exhausting.
Even after loading up the carriage with the blessing of ‘Swiftness’, it was still a chore.
‘I’m so envious of Blitzen’s blessings.’
He had two.
One was for offense.
The other was the blessing of ‘teleportation’.
He could combine powerful attacks while moving swiftly.
‘He’s basically a munchkin, isn’t he?’
Even the twins couldn’t beat him during practice matches.
Of course, matches between them hardly ever took place.
Since Joshua’s wide-range spell, ‘compression’, could potentially destroy the estate during a match, they usually trained outside the estate.
And Balzac, with his ‘enhancement’ blessing, had enough strength to cause destruction on a massive scale just by releasing his aura.
That’s why matches against the twins and Blitzen happened only once every one or two years as special events.
Sure, the twins won sometimes, but…
‘Blitzen’s win rate is still higher.’
There’s a reason he’s never lost his spot in the rankings.
‘Anyway, I’m really jealous of that teleportation blessing…’
A life where you don’t have to ride in a carriage to get to the shopping district or the estate.
Every time I travel, it feels like I’m on an express bus.
‘Two hours? That’s practically a trip to the capital.’
Today, I’d spent more time inside the carriage than actually being out, and I was utterly exhausted.
