this 3 years old is a villainess

Chapter 8

I've definitely seen green lavender in <Bing.Black.Son>.

What the hell happened?

"Hing. (Hilda.)"

"Yes, lady."

"Are you new to Lavender? (You know green lavender?)"

"what is that?"

also don't know

'Did Dahlia first find it and name it green lavender?'

Considering the narrative in the novel, I didn't feel that way at all.

I groaned, moaned.

On that day, the maids, who had been staring at each other, spoke carefully.

"Hey, lady."

"Yes."

"You only read books for a few days, so why not go out and play?"

Greta agreed with Hilda.

"If you read a book, mold grows on your head."

The eyes of the maids who said so were wide-eyed.

It seemed very pitiful for me to be locked up in my room without any friends.

Come to think of it, it's already been four days since I've been in the room alone.

Unless it was time to read an ancient language, we ate in the room.

'It's a little frustrating.'

Will the wind come in?

"You're leaving, Joe."

"Is that so too? Greta, bring me your coat."

"Yes."

I put on my coat and went out with Hilda and Greta.

The destination was a walking trail.

In addition to the gardens, this gigantic Astra Castle had several trails and a greenhouse.

I jumped across the stones on the promenade.

"Does your head clear up when you go out?"

"Yes!"

The promenade recommended by the maids was quiet.

This place is more secluded than other places, so it doesn't look like it was artificially decorated.

There were also wild flowers that grew naturally.

"It's cold, don't stand up. (It is cold, but there are many flowers.)"

"It's because of the magic tool. It has a strange effect, so it blooms various flowers even in winter."

"I'm sorry. (pretty.)"

"Shall we make a wreath? Wild flowers have soft stems, so they are perfect for making corollas."

I squatted down on the side of the promenade with the maids.

And I made a garland by picking flowers, dripping, dripping.

It took a long time to weave a single flower as my hands are small and my muscles are not yet fully developed.

The maids were delighted to see me with great concentration.

"Who are you going to give to by working so hard?"

"I'll give you Conrad."

"You seem to like Konrad very much."

of course. This is my valuable information book.

To this day, the only thing I can trust in this castle is Konrad.

Maids are good people, but they are in a position to listen to even if only the butler orders them.

The Viscount Debussy you see often is from your grandfather.

"It will be pretty if we tie the cherry blossoms together."

Greta picked flowers from a tree. Then Hilda said.

"It's not cherry blossoms, it's apricots. This is an apricot tree."

"Ah... ... ."

Greta rubbed her apron with her hands in embarrassment.

I brought the flower in Greta's hand.

"Because they look similar to apricot skewers and bikot. confused (They look similar to apricots and cherry blossoms. I am confused.)"

"That, right?"

"Huh!"

It's really nothing to be ashamed of.

'Because they look so alike... ... . uh?'

With my eyes wide open, I jumped up.

Hilda and Greta, who were squatting, looked at me.

"miss?"

"Go to your room."

"Aren't you going to deliver the wreath to Konrad?"

"Tell me Hinda! (Hilda tell me!)"

Then I quickly went back to my room.

'It wasn't lavender.'

There are flowers that are difficult to distinguish, such as apricots and cherry blossoms.

That is the case with Lavender and Maekmundong.

To Dahlia, the pulse must have looked like lavender. The two look really similar.

'Actually, it's not a green lavender, it's a green pulse!'

I opened the plant sketch.

Then, I quickly turned the bookshelf and found the part where the pulsation came out.



[<Maekmun-dong> Bizarumok. Flowering is similar to lavender, and it grows well in dry shade. Very rarely, the flower buds bloom in green.]



'also!'

I memorized the characteristics of the place where maekmundong blooms in the book.

I was happy to find a big hint, but the castle was so wide that it was hard to know where to start.

I've been walking around in the shade all day, but I can't even see the nose.

It was almost like finding a needle on the sandy beach.

But on the afternoon of the fifth day.

'I saw it! No, I saw Maekmun-dong!'

I raised my hands, covered in dust.

A group among the purple flowers that at first glance you might mistake it for leaves—just one flower.

This was the raw material of the body regression drug.



* * *



It was easy to get the rest of the ingredients.

Because the castle had everything.

Go everywhere and put out your hands,

"Mikaru, please. (Flour, please.)"

If you say ─, you can get all kinds of materials.

Flour was obtained from the kitchen, and evening primrose was obtained from the drug store. Don't forget to get the horse's colostrum from the stable.

like that... ... .

'great!'

One day before my grandfather's birthday, I completed the medicine.

Since there was only one green lavender, the raw material, there were only two bottles, but this is enough.

I was excited and laughed out loud.

The maids who just came in spoke to me.

"You are in your room today."

"Now don't go out."

Because the drug is complete.

The maids laughed after seeing me looking happy.

"That's fortunate. You have to try on a dress today."

The administration ordered my dress for my grandfather's birthday banquet.

Perhaps it was finished today.

I headed to the drawing room.

The people in the dressing room had already arrived, but they had already arranged several dresses.

Mrs. Rita, who was the representative of the dressing room, said with a friendly expression.

"Do you like it?"

of course!

I approached the people holding the hangers with the dresses on them.

'Wow, whoa-!'

It was so beautiful I couldn't even put it into words.

The length is up to the ankle so that the child does not fall.

Various jewels were studded over the embroidery made of gold thread. It is like a flower blooming on a vine.

It was a dress that a truly noble child would wear.

"It's sweet... ... ."

I grabbed my cheek with my little hands and said, "Hey... ... ." As I moaned, laughter erupted around me.

Hilda smiled at how cute I was when I was ecstatic.

"Mrs. Rita is the best designer in this Astra Manor!"

"Oh my, such an exaggeration."

"It's overrated. You said that your immediate family also went in vain after finding Mrs. Rita?"

Seeing that, it was strange.

Mrs. Rita was a popular designer.

Just last party season, she received the highest praise for her unique and beautiful clothes.

So, my immediate family would have been paying attention too, so why did they make my clothes without power?

Mrs. Rita said, covering one cheek with her hand.

"Sir Conrad is also scary."

"Sir Conrad?"

"When ordering, they asked me to sign a contract."

"A contract?"

"Yes. Our dressing room is exclusively for the nobility, so it was the first time I saw something like that."

"I will. Who will deceive the noblemen by making clothes for them?"

"We can't even dare to sign a contract first."

"Yes... ... ."

"However, after taking the stamp, it is said that only one person can work on a dress for the duke's birthday banquet."

"Oh!"

"So this time, we only worked on the dresses of Lady Erilot."

'Conrad is amazing!'

It goes without saying that we put our heart into the clothes of a higher person.

So Conrad was not allowed to do business with the other party at all.

I was afraid that Mrs. Rita would waste my clothes because she put so much effort into other clothes of her direct line.

'Because he's a really good guy.'

I was proud to have made such a Konrad my own, so I laughed out loud.

That was then.

A nervous sound was heard through the open door of the parlor.

"Stupid things! I can't find anything like that!"

"It must be something from a legend... ... ."

"There's no way you can't get anything from Astra if you put your mind to it!"

It was Liantine.

The boy was blushing at my nanny with his face turning red.

"You lack sincerity. You're ignoring me because I'm the lowest among direct lineages!"

"Why don't you do that and try to find something else? Tomorrow is my birthday banquet... ... ."

"Noisy! Divine Dragon's Egg! It's definitely the egg of the divine dragon!"

Liantine screamed and turned her head.

Then, my eyes met in the living room.

Seeing Mrs. Rita with me, her eyes were distorted.

The dressing room people quickly set their example. So were the maids.

"I see you in the family."

"I found out it was because of my other cousins who turned down my order... ... ."

"... ... ."

"I'm glad I didn't order it. Would a dress made by a blind man catch my eye?"

Having said that, Liantine strode in.

Then I picked up the ink bottle from the table and poured it all over my clothes.

"Gosh!"

"Oh my gosh... ... ."

Hilda and Mrs. Rita became contemplative.

Liantine looked at me without even looking at me.

"You made it look pretty. Thank you?"

The boy who tossed and threw the ink bottle on the floor smiled.

I squatted and picked up an inkwell.

"miss... ... ."

Perhaps he thought I was very disappointed, the weak-hearted Hilda was at a loss for what to do.

But I... ... .

puck!

"Aww—!"

I threw an inkwell at Liantine.

"... ... !"

"... ... !"

"... ... !"

Everyone in the room opened their mouths.

Liantine, who was hit on the shoulder by the inkwell, trembled.

"What are you doing now... ... ."

"It's pretty."

"What, what?"

I smiled broadly.

"I treat my sister pitifully too!"

Liantine's face turned red as if about to explode.

The boy, who had been shaking for a while, quickly raised his hand.

"this... ... !"

"what's going on?"

A familiar voice was heard from the doorway.

It was Viscount Debussy and Conrad.

Liantine clasped her hands tightly and shut her mouth.

And he looked at Viscount Debussy with a pitiful expression.

"Erilot is-"

"If your sister sprays this on you, you treat her badly."

"It's not-"

"I'm trying to take care of both of you!"

"No, I-"

"Is not it? I'm sorry, my sister."

"Let me talk too-"

"Guronde, why are you angry?"

When he cut off all of Liantine's words, the girl had an angry expression on her face.

'I can't let you come early.'

Viscount Debussy narrowed her brow.

"i See."

Then he looked at Mrs. Rita.

"Please fix Miss Erilot's dress and bring it back."

"Yes, Viscount."

That was the end of it.

However, it is certain that this will soon reach Grandpa's ears.

So Liantine is trying so hard to look good to Viscount Debussy.

Viscount Debussy said, "Well then." and bowed his head.

"viscount! Wait a minute, bro!"

Liantine followed him frantically.

I looked at the boy's back and smiled.

'I mean, I'm better at it?'

I mean, it's special.



* * *



Liantine trembled and left the room.

I followed the Viscount all afternoon, trying to talk about the inkwell incident. But he just smiled haha.



"You don't have to excuse me. I've heard enough of the situation."



She clenched her fists tightly.

'You wicked girl. Do you know how I can go on like this?'

Liantine strode forward.

Her nanny, who was waiting outside, quickly caught up behind her.

"Girl, where are you going?"

"Where is that girl's room?"

"Yes?"

"The room of the unlucky half!"

"I heard it was on the 3rd floor of the annex."

Liantine bit her lip.

'On the subject of staying in the annex.'

The educational space for the 3rd generation (the duke's grandchildren) was the priesthood. A bedroom is also located in the new building.

There are no rooms in the new building, so I dare to talk about staying in the annex... ... .

Liantin entered the hallway on the third floor and headed straight to Erillot's room.

Said the guard guarding Erilot's room.

"From Miss Erilot—"

"Move!"

Liantine pushed the guard and went inside.

Liantine's nanny handed some gold coins to the bewildered guard.

"You know what to do, right?"

"Yes, old!"

The guard quickly put the gold coins in his arms and backed away.

Liantine entered the room and frowned.

There was nobody inside.

Erilot, of course, and even one maid.

Ttt, Liantin, with a tongue-tied tongue, looked around the room.

It is a shabby room without a parlor, study, or even a dressing room.

There was no comparison with the priest's room.

The only furniture was a bed, a few closets and a desk.

'All the desks are old... ... .'

Liantine roughly opened the desk drawer.

But there was something strange about it.

"Pills?"

A ribbon was clumsily tied to the loosely placed vial. Next to it was a small card with crooked letters on it.



[Birthday, Ha Hammin. There is no place to do it.]



It was obvious that the girl had written it because the sentences were messed up.

"Did you prepare a gift for the theme?"

"What drug?"

"Eat the nanny."

"... ... Yes?"

The nanny was annoyed.

Do you know what kind of medicine it is and take it?

"It's usually a nutritional supplement."

"Are you going to eat it?"

"... ... ."

Liantine roughly gripped the vial, and the nanny looked at it with trembling eyes.

When Liantine was so stubborn, no one could stop her.

If you don't listen to the orders, you don't know what kind of chaos may arise.

She drank the medicine with her eyes closed.

"Tell me when things get weird. I'm going to blow it up on my grandfather's birthday."

Having said that, Liantine roughly closed the drawer.

'This is not the time to deal with this.'

The other cousins take precedence.

Due to poor practice grades, I was pushed to the bottom of the ranks.

I had to restore the ranks because I looked good to my grandfather.

But it was then.

"Ah... ... ?"

The nanny clenched her chin.

"what? Why?"

"It doesn't hurt my teeth, girl."

"what?"

"Recently, I have had a toothache, so I can't even eat food, and I don't feel any pain at all."

Liantine hurriedly opened the desk drawer again.

And he grabbed the one remaining vial.

"Does this mean that it has such an effect? How did the other half get this?"

"It must be Konrad Martial."

"Conrad? Grandpa's lieutenant?"

"I also heard that Mrs. Rita was monopolized to make a dress for Lady Erilot."

Konrad Martial was a man known for his outstanding abilities.

So at that young age, he became the lieutenant of the Duke of Astra.

'It's stupid. To hold the hand of the other half.'

Liantine stared at the vial.

"For a girl like that, this medicine is a waste."

I put the vial in my pocket.

"Stop searching for Shinryong's eggs. Because I got a present from my grandfather."

Liantine laughed arrogantly.