This Three-Year-Old Is A Villainess - Chapter 20
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‘I feel bloated. Maybe because of all the tension while eating the meal.’
Grandfather ate the toast I gave him quite well.
I think he had enough for two?
Viscount Debussy laughed like crazy during the meal and was scolded by grandfather at last.
I held Conrad’s hand and, bounce bounce, skipped out of the kitchen.
Conrad asked kindly,
“What are you going to do today?”
“I’m gowing to thwe wibwawy.” (I’m going to the library.)
“There may not be picture books. How about the greenhouse?”
“I wike the wibwawy.”
I’ve got some work to do.
I laughed insidiously to myself.
‘Grandfather’s birthday is coming soon.’
His birthday is on the 15th of next month.
It’s a significant event with a grand banquet, highly essential for direct descendants.
It’s an opportunity to win grandfather’s favor with a gift.
Of course, I don’t have the ability to offer magical artifacts or legendary treasures like other direct descendants.
First of all, I’m a broke 3-year-old.
‘But I have the information I read in ‘Grandvill’.’
I let go of Conrad’s hand.
“Bye bye!”
“Yes, Miss. Have a great day.”
I waved my hand to Conrad and headed straight to the library.
The library was quite far from the dining area.
I had to pass through the second gate to get there, and in front of it, a monster stood guard, which left me frozen.
It was a beast-type monster with fur as stiff as needles and sharp edges.
It was so massive that one swipe of its front paw would likely send me straight to the underworld.
I stuck to the wall and moved stealthily.
Just as I was about to pass through the gate…
“Grrr.”
I was startled and froze in my tracks.
This one terrified me the most.
In ‘Grandvill’, the protagonist Dahlia almost died because of this creature.
Erylotte was the one who released it from its bounds and sent it to Dahlia.
If Dahlia’s relatives, who loved her, hadn’t rushed to help, she might have died.
“Grr…”
“Puppy, pwease let me pass…” (Puppy, please let me pass…)
“Grah—!”
“…!”
I quickly retreated on the path I came from.
That darn mutt.
‘I need to get to the library.’
To create the ‘Physical Rejuvenation Elixir’ for my grandfather’s gift, I needed to gather the right materials for it.
Physical Rejuvenation Elixir.
It was a powerful medicine for the elderly, with remarkable effects on aching teeth.
‘In this world without dentures, old age is a real pain.’
So, if you were an elderly person, you’d go crazy.
Just a while ago, my grandfather couldn’t eat properly because of a toothache.
‘The main ingredient for the Physical Rejuvenation Elixir is Green Lavender.’
It was indeed a hard-to-find plant, but I knew it was somewhere nearby.
Why? Because Dahlia found it by chance in the castle.
Maybe it was thanks to the protagonist buff, but it was a fortunate thing for me.
‘I was planning to go to the library and look for its growth conditions…’
If I found a suitable place in the castle, Green Lavender would be there.
I groaned and looked at the monster.
Should I close my eyes and dash past it?
Or should I go with an adult since it’s scary?
Conrad or the maids would accompany me.
As I pondered, I heard a grumpy voice from behind.
“What’s this.”
A hateful sound came from behind.
A girl with her arm linked with a woman who seemed to be a senior servant was walking towards me.
There was a large pendant around the woman’s neck.
That means the woman was a nurse, or a noble child’s nanny.
The girl frowned and asked,
“Who are you, and why are you loitering around the second gate, where only direct family members are allowed?”
I quickly realized who she was.
She matched the description from the novel perfectly.
Blonde hair, green eyes, freckles on her cheeks.
‘Riantine.’
She was my cousin.
Riantine looked annoyed.
“Can’t you hear me?”
“She seems to be someone who can enter the second gate, Milady.” said the servant.
“What?”
Riantine’s expression became even more sour.
Her lips pursed.
“Ah.”
The girl who had come with her arm linked, Riantine, aggressively pointed her chin at me.
“Dirty blood, right?”
“I’m not diwty.” (I’m not dirty.)
“If you’re going around with the intention of getting something, like a beggar.”
“…”
“That’s what’s dirty.”
“…”
“Don’t lower the family’s status. You should behave accordingly—”
As if giving a grand lesson, she suddenly stopped. Footsteps were approaching from behind.
“Oh, young misses.”
It was Viscount Debussy.
Riantine’s expression changed instantly.
“Viscount Debussy~”
She called him in a cute manner and flashed a sweet smile.
Her behavior towards me and her behavior towards Viscount Debussy were like night and day.
Viscount Debussy was the most trusted aide to my grandfather, sometimes having more authority than main family members.
So, even for someone like Riantine, who was a direct descendant, she wanted to impress Viscount Debussy.
She probably hoped for good news to reach Grandfather’s ears, and she wanted to be in his good graces.
“It’s been a while.”
“Yes, have you been well?”
“No. Training has been too strenuous…”
Riantine pouted.
“But we are preparing for Grandfather’s birthday. I’m getting a gift ready.”
“I see.”
Viscount Debussy, who nodded, then looked at me.
“You left this behind.”
Saying that, he placed a pretty stone in my hand.
It was the stone I picked up in the garden yesterday.
“Thane yew.”
As I said that, Viscount Debussy smiled gently.
“It’s nothing. But more importantly, why are you here?”
“Am gowing to wibwawy.” (I’m going to the library.)
“Oh, really? Then shall we go together?”
It was Riantine who said that.
Just a moment ago, she was mocking me for having ‘dirty blood’, but now she appeared like an angel.
