This Three-Year-Old Is A Villainess - Chapter 200
“Noarizen experimented on you, didn’t he? He’s trying to create a teleportation blessing stone.”
“No, he didn’t.”
Even as Blitzen denied it to the end, he quickly averted his gaze from my piercing eyes.
“He succeeded in making it, didn’t he? That’s why he could travel back and forth to the capital without leaving any records.”
“I told you, no.”
“How could he do that to his own son…!”
I clenched the hem of my skirt tightly, my voice trembling with anger.
Blitzen looked at my shaking hands and sighed heavily, his expression weary.
“Just go. I need to rest.”
As Blitzen tried to leave the drawing room, I grabbed his arm.
“What are you—”
“Come with me. Let’s go together.”
“…”
“Come to our jurisdiction.”
Blitzen stared at me silently, his gaze deep and searching.
At that moment, Noarizen suddenly flung open the door to the drawing room.
“Sorry to keep you waiting.”
Sensing the tense atmosphere, Noarizen narrowed his eyes as he stepped inside.
“What’s going on here?”
I resisted the urge to punch the oblivious look off his face. Instead, I forced a smile and said,
“Uncle, would it be alright if I took Brother Blitzen to our jurisdiction?”
“Blitzen? Why?”
Noarizen asked, his eyes widening.
“Brother helped me a lot during the evaluation, and Father wants to thank him.”
“A reward?”
“Yes. He wants to share a meal and has a gift for him too.”
My father’s overwhelming affection for me was well known. If Blitzen had helped me, it was expected that my father would offer a significant reward.
After a moment of contemplation, Noarizen nodded.
“Alright. Blitzen, go with your younger cousin.”
“…”
“Blitzen.”
At Noarizen’s stern prompting, Blitzen reluctantly answered,
“Yes.”
Noarizen shifted his gaze from Blitzen to me.
“Shall we talk about that investment idea another time?”
“Sorry, next time. Father is expecting me.”
“Is it because of the gift for Blitzen…?”
He really was good at making assumptions.
“Probably,” I replied, giving him a sweet smile.
Noarizen laughed heartily and let Blitzen and me leave.
***
Daymond Jurisdiction—
Dragging Blitzen into the courtyard, we found my entire family gathered there.
When Balzac saw Blitzen beside me, he frowned and asked,
“What’s Blitzen doing here?”
Joshua, without even glancing at Blitzen, looked at me with warm concern.
“Is something wrong?”
My father, watching me holding Blitzen’s wrist, remained silent, studying the situation.
“Come inside.”
He turned and walked into the study, with the twins following him, still looking puzzled.
I pulled the stiff Blitzen along and followed them into the study, sitting him down in a chair.
I reached for his sleeve to roll it up, but Blitzen twisted his wrist out of my grip.
“Just stay still.”
“Let go.”
This time, he was using more strength. Earlier, he hadn’t resisted much because he was too weak, but now he had regained some of his strength.
But this was my territory now.
“Dad! Brothers!”
At my shout, my father and the twins immediately rushed toward Blitzen like a pack of wolves.
They were quick, too.
“Let me go, Uncle!”
“Stay still.”
“Balzac! Joshua!”
“Ery just wants to check your sleeve.”
“Should I hold him down?”
It became a struggle between those trying to roll up the sleeve and Blitzen trying to stop them.
I watched the chaotic scene unfold, and then—
Blitzen’s eyes suddenly gleamed with a dangerous light.
‘It’s the teleportation blessing.’
Blitzen was an extraordinary genius with tremendous power. Was he planning to escape?
But this was Daymond Jurisdiction, meaning my father, Daymond Astra, was here.
A man who had experienced battles on land, sea, and even in the air. He had literally drawn maps of the world’s fruit supply in his spare time—he was Astra’s certified mad dog.
The moment Blitzen’s eyes lit up, my father activated his blessing.
No matter how powerful Blitzen was, he couldn’t surpass my father.
The difference in casting speed was overwhelming, and before Blitzen could even begin, my father had already intercepted his power.
He disintegrated Blitzen’s blessing activation before it could reach his core.
“Ugh!”
And finally, Blitzen’s sleeve was rolled up.
“…”
“Unbelievable.”
“What is this?”
Father, who had been holding Blitzen’s arms from behind the chair.
Joshua, who had been holding Blitzen’s wrists.
And Balzac, who had rolled up the sleeve.
They all froze as they saw the state of Blitzen’s arm.
Even though I had seen it before, I still couldn’t find the words to speak.
Blitzen had never done anything wrong to me.
In fact…
“Blitzen, why are you sitting here?”
“Are you saving a seat?”
“No, but… haven’t you heard that I tried to kill Dahlia?”
“Were you really trying to kill her?”
“No.”
“Then that’s all that matters.”
“…But Dahlia got hurt because of me. The Dahlia you guys care about so much.”
“Class is starting.”
I pretended not to care, but at that moment, I felt comforted.
I’m not a good person.
In fact, I’m a bad person.
I use whatever means necessary to achieve my goals, even if they’re not right.
But even a bad person like me knows that a favor received must be repaid.
I clenched my fists at my sides and fumed.
“Noarizen, that total scumbag!”
Blitzen, the comfort you gave me back then—I’ll return it a thousandfold.
