This Three-Year-Old Is A Villainess - Chapter 33
With those words, Conrad handed over some documents that appeared to be related to the Purification Stone.
I anxiously looked at my father, thinking, ‘Are you going to do it?’
Disobeying orders is punishable by military law.
And if they’re reconsidering the budget, it’s a significant concession.
Even Grandfather would be granting this much.
Enzo and my father’s aides looked at him with eager expressions.
Tsk.
My father clicked his tongue and glanced at Enzo.
“Prepare the troops. We depart for Mt. Hadix tomorrow morning.”
“Yes…!”
Enzo and the aides hastily left, thinking that my father might change his mind.
‘Purification Stone that’s been found on Mt. Hadix… Huh?’
I looked up at Father for a second.
Then, the content of the novel crossed my mind.
“A Purification stone was found on Mt. Hadix, you say?”
“Yes, after three attempts at searching.”
“Too bad. If Lord Daymond had discovered it while he was alive, his talent would not have been wasted.”
“Lord Daymond died during the war, did he not?”
“Do you not know? There’s a rumor that during the war, a curse manifested, and he couldn’t avoid an enemy’s sword.”
“I hear he was quite an extraordinary person, but it is strange that he succumbed to an ordinary soldier’s blade during the war.”
‘That’s right, preventing death on the battlefield doesn’t make you invincible.’
If someone else had incited his death, they might seize the opportunity to curse him again.
‘Father needs the Purification Stone.’
But finding it would be extremely difficult.
It didn’t get discovered after three search attempts.
‘But I read the novel, so I know where exactly it is.’
Yet, I couldn’t simply disclose it.
It’s going to be super suspicious if someone like me, who had never been to Mount Hadix, knows the location of the Purification Stone.
‘They wouldn’t take me seriously, would they?’
Then, there’s only one way.
What if the information would come from someone with more authority?
‘All right, let’s give it a try.’
Like that, I decided to go visit Grandfather.
***
Before sunset, I returned to the central mansion and immediately went to see my grandfather.
Viscount Debussy, who was with my grandfather, said to me,
“It seems like we haven’t met in a long time.”
It had only been three days though?
But I realized that since I used to follow my grandfather around day and night, it might indeed feel like a long time.
“Hewwo.”
“Yes, my lady. Have you had a pleasant day?”
“Ywes.”
“What have you been doing?”
“Umm… I go to Fathew’s woom an dwaw picshures, I go to Fathew’s woom an wite wods, I go to Fathew’s woom an dwaw eben mow picshures, an…”
As I spoke, folding each finger of my hand, Viscount Debussy nodded with an ‘Ohh’.
“You get along very well with Lord Daymond, don’t you?”
“I wike Fathew.”
I raised my arm and spoke, and my cute gestures made Viscount Debussy laugh.
“But why are you here now and not the barracks? Lord Daymond will be returning to his jurisdiction next week, so I hope you can stay with him a little more.”
It seemed like Viscount Debussy didn’t think my father would take me away to his jurisdiction.
‘Well I mean, a homunculus would be difficult to bring back to your jurisdiction, I guess.’
I pushed my face forward over the table and said,
“Becwos I wanna see Gwanfavver.”
“You can go live with that punk, so why.”
Huh?
I blinked.
‘What’s with the sour tone in his voice?’
Could it be that he was feeling bitter about it?
Viscount Debussy looked at my grandfather with a sly smile.
“Are you missing your granddaughter, who you used to see every day?”
“It was good to have peace and quiet without her!”
My grandfather immediately cut him off.
‘Well, that’s true.’
My grandfather was used to having a lot of grandchildren besides me.
He couldn’t really complain that I hadn’t been here for a few days.
‘I’ve definitely been following him around a lot.’
If the child followed him so closely, it could have been bothersome.
My grandfather quickly turned to look at me.
“Then, why are you here.”
“Fathew, he’s gowing to the mountin. Ewiwotte awso wanna go to the mountin.” (Father’s going to the mountain. Erylotte also wants to go to the mountain.)
“What’s the point of causing trouble there? Just wait obediently here in the castle.”
As my disappointment was barely concealed by my grandfather’s words, I had hoped he would allow it. There weren’t any monsters on Mt. Hadix, and we were just going for a search.
I slumped my shoulders in response.
Right then, Viscount Debussy, who had been smiling while watching my disappointment, spoke.
“Miss.”
“Ywes.”
“Despite your request being flatly denied, do you still like your grandfather very much?”
“Uh-huh.”
“In that case, who do you like more, your father or your grandfather?”
I stared into the air for a moment and went, “Ummm.”
Everyone in my grandfather’s study looked at me. Even the butler pouring tea into a cup stopped to listen.
Then, I replied.
“Fathew!”
