This Three-Year-Old Is A Villainess - Chapter 22
I distinctly remember seeing ‘Grandvill’ mentioning something called Green Lavender.
What on earth happened?
“Hiwda.” (Hilda.)
“Yes, Miss.”
“Do yew know what a gween wabendew is?” (Do you know what Green Lavender is?)
“What is that?”
So she didn’t know either.
‘Could it be that Dahlia first found it and named it Green Lavender?’
But it didn’t feel that way when I recalled the novel’s description.
I sighed and sighed some more.
The maids who had been discreetly watching me approached carefully.
“Um, Miss.”
“Ywes.”
“You’ve been reading books for a few days. Why not go outside and play?”
Greta agreed with Hilda.
“Reading books all the time will make mold grow in your head.”
The maids’ eyes were watery as they spoke.
Seems like I appeared quite pitiful, spending days alone in my room without any friends.
Now that I think about it, it has already been four days since I’ve holed myself up in my room.
Unless it was time to read ancient languages, I also had my meals in my room.
‘It does feel a bit stuffy.’
Should I go outside and catch some fresh air?
“I wike going out.”
“As expected, right? Greta, get the Young Miss’ coat.”
“Alright.”
After I put on my coat, Hilda, Gretta, and I went outside.
Our destination was a walking path.
In the vast Astra Castle, there were several walking paths in addition to the garden, and there was even a greenhouse.
I skipped over the stones on the walking path, feeling the crisp air.
“Does your head feel clearer when you’re outside, Miss?”
“Ywes!”
The promenade they recommended was peaceful. It seemed less artificially decorated compared to other areas.
Naturally growing wildflowers were scattered about.
“Is cowd, but thewe’s so many pwetty floweys!” (It’s cold, but there are so many pretty flowers!)
“Because of the magic tools. They have a remarkable effect, making various flowers bloom even in winter.”
“Pwetty.” (Pretty.)
‘Would you like to make a flower crown? Wildflowers have delicate stems, perfect for making crowns.’
I sat down with the maids on a part of the walking path.
And then, pluck, pluck, I picked the flowers and made a flower crown.
Since my hands were small and my muscles were not fully developed yet, it took quite some time even to weave one flower.
The maids watched with satisfaction as they concentrated on the task.
“Are you making this for someone special?”
“Fow Conwad.”
“Naturally. You seem to like Lord Conrad very much.”
Of course, he’s my precious information source.
So far, the only person in this castle I can trust is Conrad.
The maids were nice people, but they’re in a position where they have to obey the butler’s orders without question.
And I often see Viscount Debussy, but he’s my grandfather’s person.
“Cherry blossoms will look pretty if you weave them together.”
Gretta suggested this as she plucked flowers from the tree.
But then Hilda said,
“Those aren’t cherry blossoms—they’re apricot blossoms. These are apricot trees.”
“Ah…”
Gretta looked embarrassed and touched her apron.
I brought the flowers that ended up in Gretta’s hand.
“Apwicots and chewwy bwossoms look thwe same. I awso got comfused.” (Apricots and cherry blossoms look similar. I also got confused.)
“Is that so?”
“Yeah!”
There’s really no need to be ashamed.
‘Because they look so similar… Huh?’
I suddenly stood up. Hilda and Gretta, who were sitting with me, looked at me.
“Miss?”
“Am going to woom.”
“And not give the flower crown to Lord Conrad?”
“Hiwda will gib it!” (Hilda will give it!)
With that, I quickly returned to my room.
‘It wasn’t lavender.’
There are flowers that are not easily distinguishable, like apricot blossoms and cherry blossoms. And lavender and sage are like that too.
To Dahlia, sage might have looked like lavender. The two look very similar.
‘Then actually, it’s not green lavender, it’s green sage!’
I opened the botanical catalog.
Then, I quickly flipped through the pages to find the section about sage.
[Lilyturf]
Asparagales order. A flower with similar blooming patterns to lavender. Thrives in dry shade. Very rarely, the flower buds bloom in green.
‘I knew it!’
I had remembered the characteristics of the place where lilyturf flowers grew well from the book.
I was delighted to find a big clue, but the castle was so vast that I didn’t know where to start searching.
I wandered in the shade all day, but I couldn’t find a trace.
It was almost like looking for a needle in a haystack.
However, on the afternoon of the fifth day,
‘I found it! No, I found lilyturf!!
I raised my hands, which were covered in dirt.
Among the purple flowers, there was a small flower that could be mistaken for a leaf at a glance.
This was the raw material for the Physical Rejuvenation Elixir.
