This Three-Year-Old Is A Villainess - Chapter 30
The Elite 100 were made up of powerful individuals Daymond had gathered from all over the place.
Former slaves.
Mercenaries.
Criminals.
Even sub-human shapeshifters.
With just 100 elite soldiers, they had decimated the borders of the Vellikan Kingdom.
They were astonishingly skilled individuals.
However, there was a problem…
‘Considering they all come from the lowest of backgrounds, they tend to be quite unruly.’
Where they went, chaos followed.
The term used to describe them was ‘The Beasts of Daymond’s Jurisdiction.’
‘I need to return to my jurisdiction as soon as possible.’
You never know when the hounds’ leashes will come undone.
As they were about to enter the barracks, Daymond stopped abruptly.
“What’s that.”
Enzo, who was following behind, instinctively halted as well.
“The training ground. I heard that you’d get pretty stiff if you didn’t train even for a day, so I got permission from the central mansion to conduct some training.”
“And what kind of training is that.”
Training was always the same, right? What could be different?
Enzo stepped out from behind Daymond, his face wearing an expression of curiosity, as he looked towards the training ground.
The training ground was buzzing with activity, filled with the elite soldiers.
And among them, a little yellow chick… no, a child dressed in a bright yellow raincoat appeared.
The child seemed so frightened of the fierce-looking soldiers that they trembled in fear.
She locked eyes with Daymond, and without hesitation, they rushed over.
The child clung to his leg.
“Fathew!” (Father!)
“…”
Daymond’s expression, quite rare, stiffened, as if he was in panic.
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I clung to my father’s leg like a cicada.
‘Oh, I almost got in trouble there. I was genuinely terrified.’
Being surrounded by these soldiers, who had a bit of battlefield in them and were inherently intimidating, and on top of that, had such a menacing appearance, made me really scared. They were all so huge.
“Is this the General’s daughter?”
“It’s not ‘this’. It’s the young lady.”
“So, is this how little kids are?”
“Le, let me, let me hu, hu, hug her.”
“Heh, if it’s you, Mosco, you could crush her with just one hand!”
I was trembling, truly fearing that I might be crushed.
And then, like a savior, my father appeared.
Even though my father’s gaze was quite scary, he was more welcoming than the 3-meter-tall monster with scales.
“Young Miss?”
Someone behind my father asked.
He was a likable guy with stunning turquoise hair.
“Ah, I am the General’s aide, Enzo.”
“Hewwo…”
“Yes, it’s very nice to meet you. But how did you end up here?”
“Hiwda gib me umbwewwa an waincoat. To giv to Fathew. Bweacause is waining.” (Hilda gave me an umbrella and a raincoat. To give to Father. Because it’s raining.)
My pronunciation was so much more terrible than usual, as if the supporting character penalty had become stronger from my shock.
“Um, you’ve come to see the General…”
I nodded my head.
The soldiers burst into laughter.
“Cute, so cute!”
“Is this what having children is like?”
Laughter echoed through the camp.
When my father narrowed his eyes, the laughter quickly faded.
“Seems like you’ve lost your edge since coming back from the battlefield.”
The soldiers with intimidating appearances looked a bit flustered at that remark.
Enzo quickly gestured, and the soldiers promptly formed up.
Father, with his hand on his waist, spoke,
“Give them 10 minutes. Finish your training preparations and return to the training grounds.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers swiftly dispersed, full of energy.
Afterward, Father glanced at me, saying,
“…How long are you going to cling to me?”
Then, Enzo awkwardly smiled and suggested,
“The soldiers appear quite formidable. Perhaps it would be nice to carry the Young Miss?”
It’s a great idea, but I couldn’t afford to act like a spoiled child anymore. So, I quietly stepped back.
“Ewiwotte, can walk awone…” (Erylotte, can walk alone…)
Enzo smiled at my response. After all, having spent over five years amid the stench of blood on the battlefield, I might look cute to them.
I followed my walking father…
Still clutching the hem of his pants.
“…”
“…”
‘I’m sure I look silly…’
I knew it, but my heart was pounding too much, and I couldn’t completely let go yet.
Luckily, Father didn’t say anything and just gave me a glance.
I trailed behind Father as we entered one of the structures in the barracks.
‘I need something to compensate for all this.’
While I was thinking that, Enzo spoke up.
“Would you consider holding a return celebration for the soldiers?”
“These men have spent over five years on the battlefield. They probably expect a return celebration.”
“It might be difficult considering the budget cuts. Frankly, we don’t have money. How can we hold a celebration with no money…?”
So, Grandfather cut the budget.
‘He’s trying to tame Father.’
When it comes to taming his children, the first thing parents usually do is cut their allowance.
Suddenly, a light bulb went off in my head.
I tugged Father’s pant leg and said,
“Ewi… Ewiwotte has money!”
