This Three-Year-Old Is A Villainess - Chapter 80
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Tonight, a blood-red moon hung in the sky, making it an especially eerie night.
‘Scary.’
Where did he go?
I suppressed my fear and searched for a long time, but not a single strand of Balzac’s hair could be seen.
‘Should I go back now?’
I had been searching for at least an hour.
‘I’ve done enough.’
As I was about to return, I saw a flickering light near the stables.
The light and shadows made it hard to see clearly, but it looked like someone’s head.
I tiptoed towards the stables.
‘It’s Balzac.’
He was holding a candle.
Just as I was about to speak.
“Why did Charles become a beast and… sh-t.”
“…”
“Why is such a book even in the restricted library?”
The grinding of teeth sounded menacing.
I peeked beside Balzac.
“Adults are disgus… Ackk─!”
Grumbling, Balzac suddenly stood up. Normally, aura manifesters are extremely sensitive to presences, but it seems the red moon tonight has significantly weakened his blessing.
“You, why, why are you here!”
“I scawed of night. Balzac scawed too? Les go back twogethew.” (I’m scared of the night. Balzac must be scared too. Let’s go to the room together.)
“That’s something you’d be scared of. Stop bothering me and─”
That’s when it happened.
Snort, wheeze.
A harsh breathing sound came from a pony.
It was small enough for children to ride, but it suddenly neighed and collapsed.
Balzac’s face turned pale as he rushed to the horse.
“Hey, come to your senses…!”
I exclaimed in shock.
“Vet, vet!”
I was about to run and find a veterinarian, but Balzac yelled.
“No!”
“But the horse is in pain. It needs a vet…!”
“I’ve shown it to every kind of vet. Nobody could cure the sickness of KingGodUltraGenerationWildHorseRunningAcrossThePlains anyway!”
I was momentarily taken aback by the pony’s extravagant name.
Balzac looked at me fiercely.
“Don’t go. If you do, it will be bad. I mean it. It’s really scary…!”
If it’s a threat, you shouldn’t look so desperate.
The child was frantic.
So desperate, it seemed he couldn’t even speak.
I crouched down beside the ashen-faced child.
“Why is howsey swick?”
“…Don’t know. It suddenly started last month.”
“But why can’t we go to the vet?”
“Vets from the castle or mansion won’t do. It’ll become known that I care for KingGodUltraGenerationWildHorseRunningAcrossThePlains.”
“…”
“You don’t know what our cousins might do. Understand?”
“But we’we home? Why can’ we caw doctow hewe?” (But we’re home? Why can’t we call a doctor here?)
“Because it’s crawling with spies.”
“…”
Thinking about it again, Astra is really a tough place to live.
You can’t even show affection for something you care about, and there are spies all over the house.
‘For such a young kid.’
I sighed deeply, stood up, and approached the collapsed KingGod… um, the pony.
And I examined it thoroughly.
‘Definitely a peculiar sickness.’
I wondered if it might be a disease from ‘Grandvill’, but I couldn’t tell.
There were shell-like things all over the horse’s fur.
When I gently touched the shell-like things, wondering if they hurt, the horse twitched and seemed to be in pain.
“Just stop bothering me and go.”
Balzac said.
“Y’know. KingGodUwtwa… um…”
“Just call it Genera.”
“Okay, Genewa… Genewa?!”
I gasped in shock and looked back at the horse.
‘That Genera?’
‘All this fuss over one monster…’
Ever since he first entered the castle holding his grandfather’s hand, he felt Dahlia was different from her cousins.
When he saw Dahlia asleep, hugging a sick monster, memories flooded back.
The moment his dear Genera died…
‘And now, all this crying over a monster, of all things.’
Surely, the description said Genera was a monster…
Confused, I took a deep breath.
‘Ah, that makes sense.’
Balzac, like me, must have thought it was a horse until its death. That’s why he must have secretly shown it to vets.
And maybe, as time went by, he realized.
Genera wasn’t a horse, but a horse-shaped monster.
Like a Pegasus, perhaps.
‘Wait a minute. If Genera is a monster then…’
I grabbed Balzac’s hand, several times larger than mine.
“Wh, what— What are you doing!”
“Maybe we cwan sabe Genewa.”
Since he thought it was a horse and showed it to vets, he wouldn’t know the cause of the illness.
There might be another way if it’s a monster.
