This Three-Year-Old Is A Villainess - Chapter 208
At the Astra Ducal Castle, banquet hall—
The banquet hall had been newly refurbished for the first time in several years.
A magnificent chandelier adorned the ceiling, studded with countless diamonds.
A massive table capable of seating all the direct descendants of Astra.
Six hexagonal pillars, intricately decorated with delicate gold patterns.
‘Wow, it’s really extravagant. As expected…’
I widened my eyes at the grandeur of the banquet hall, impressed by its imposing splendor.
‘It truly reflects the continent’s greatest wealth.’
The hall was buzzing with the chatter of the bloodline members.
At that moment, Uncle Sylvain, the fifth son, asked Grandfather in a subtle tone,
“What will happen to Blitzen now?”
Grandfather paused, his hand holding a knife, and glanced at Uncle Sylvain.
When their eyes met, Uncle Sylvain awkwardly smiled, noticing the knife in Grandfather’s grip, and said,
“Blitzen is still too young to live without parents.”
“And?”
“I discussed it with my wife, and it seems she is worried about leaving our nephew alone. How about I take Blitzen in—”
Before Uncle Sylvain, who had made a quick move to get ahead, could finish, Uncle Deacons suddenly interrupted.
“We would be a better choice. We only have Riantine, and we’ve always wanted her to have a sibling.”
“Then why don’t you try tonight?” Uncle Sylvain quietly murmured.
“Sylvain!”
“Would people who think Riantine is the best in the world really raise Blitzen without discrimination?”
Others joined the argument between the two uncles.
Valdrich, pretending to be cheerful, laughed loudly and spoke in the most commanding voice.
“What are you all talking about? I’m Aisa’s full-blooded sibling. Of course, I should be the one to raise him.”
Even Aunt Bastina jumped in, escalating the debate further.
“If anyone is to be a sibling to Blitzen, with his shining talent, it should be our Selene.”
To them, Blitzen was a tempting prize.
Such incredible abilities.
The <Teleportation> blessing stones.
The notebook detailing how to extract blessings.
If they could just take in Blitzen, they would gain all of these.
The argument grew louder and more heated.
‘They’re at it again today.’
I shook my head and focused on my meal.
Aunt Basilla, Deianira’s mother, stepped in to mediate.
“The most important thing is the child’s wishes. How about we let Blitzen decide?”
It wasn’t a bad suggestion.
‘After all, it’s better for Blitzen to have a guardian.’
If a teenager were to hold such treasures alone, the second generation would certainly be after him.
Grandfather nodded slightly and said,
“Blitzen, you make the choice.”
Everyone in the banquet hall turned their attention to Blitzen.
Even the third generation, who were eating, lifted their heads to look at him.
Blitzen, who had been listening to the second generation’s proposals with his head lowered, slowly began to speak.
“I would like to go to the Daymond Jurisdiction.”
“……!”
“……!”
“……!”
Everyone was shocked, their mouths agape.
‘Huh?’
Uncle Deacons, his mouth opening and closing, finally managed to say,
“B-Blitzen, there are already three children in the Daymond Jurisdiction. Even Balzac and Joshua were adopted as heirs.”
“Yes! There’s no lady of the house, so no one will be there to look after you.” Uncle Valdrich chimed in.
Other members of the second generation added their own comments, and the banquet hall grew noisy again.
“Lord Daymond is already overburdened with work. He won’t have the capacity to take care of you, too.”
“We’re saying this out of concern for you, Blitzen.”
Grandfather suddenly placed his crystal glass down with a loud clink.
The banquet hall fell silent in an instant.
“Is there anyone among your children ranked higher than Erylotte, who was raised without a mother?”
“……”
“……”
“……”
“Considering how he raised Erylotte, Balzac, and Joshua, there is no doubt about Daymond’s capabilities.”
Once the subject of rank came up, everyone fell silent, as if their tongues were tied.
Grandfather turned his head to look at Father.
“Daymond. What do you think?”
“I…”
Father looked at me and the twins.
The three of us exchanged glances.
I gave a small nod, and the twins shrugged their shoulders.
“If that’s what you want.”
“Alright.”
With the twins in agreement, I looked at Father.
“We’re fine with it.”
Father then turned his gaze to Blitzen.
On the surface, he seemed calm.
But since Dad and I had spent quite some time with Blitzen, we could tell he was a little nervous.
