This Three Year Old Is a Villainess-Chapter 254

Kumal.

I know that name.

The group <Veil> run by Grimié.

One of Veil’s underlings definitely said this.

“Yes, yes, because of you, Kumal-nim is angry, very angry.”

“I-I’m not an idiot. Ku-Kumal-nim gave me a name. I-I’m not an idiot. My name is... my name is Girtab─!!”

‘Right. Back then, he definitely said Kumal.’

It’s a unique name, so I remember it.

The child looked sullenly at the boy called Kumal.

“You always get caught because you snitch.”

“It’d be better if you didn’t do things that get you caught.”

“Shii...”

“When you have nothing to say, just keep your mouth shut. No need to curse.”

Oh, not a single word.

His quick and clean hits and withdrawals in argument showed he was skilled in verbal sparring.

The child frowned at Kumal. Kumal didn’t avoid it.

While the two were locked in a fierce staring contest...

“Please stop it.”

“You’re like a child.”

“You, you’re fighting. We fought yesterday, and today, and the day before that too.”

The kids who came in through the side door stopped the two.

“Kumal made you speechless first.”

“It’d be good if the lady could have something to say. That’s why the priest and those lions don’t give out ‘names.’”

People flinched at those words.

Even Kumal, the speaker, stopped as if realizing his mistake.

“...Are you poking where it hurts?”

The child — that is, Ceylon’s daughter — spoke in a gloomy voice.

‘I think names in this world have a special meaning.’

It was said that gods decide names when one is born.

So, ‘the Created’ don’t have names.

‘Usually, the creator who bestows blessings gives the name...’

That’s what I was thinking.

“Yeah! I don’t have a name. I’m worse than the stones on the roadside! At least they have pronouns!”

The child pouted and glared at Kumal.

The others tried to calm the child.

“It’s not that you don’t get a name because they dislike you.”

“T-The priest is planning to give you a great name because you’re the successor to the priest’s position...”

The child stuck out her lips and said,

“I don’t need a great name. A simple name is fine...”

“My lady.”

“Names like Kumal, Mashitabba, Girtab are nice.”

I gasped.

‘Girtab! The assassin who attacked me was named Girtab.’

It’s certain. Their names are connected to <Veil>.

Kumal sighed.

“Our names aren’t that good either. We inherited them from the maid who served before us.”

“...Did I poke where it hurts?”

The sulky child glanced nervously at those who came through the side door.

They smiled gently.

“Not at all.”

“Y-Yes.”

Kumal flicked the [N O V E L I G H T] child’s head sharply.

“Ah─!”

“Kumal! What if you hurt the lady! If the priest and lions find out...!”

Kumal ignored it and quickly laid the child down.

And even covered her properly with a blanket.

“We are defective products who cannot manifest the blessings the creator gave us.”

“......”

“They took us, who were supposed to be disposed of, made us maids, and gave us names.”

“......”

“We are glad to be maids. Names are precious.”

“......”

Kumal glanced at the silent child.

“Why do you look at me like that?”

“I’m not defective.”

“......Yes?”

“You belong to me. You are mine who will inherit all the priest’s legacy.”

“Well...”

“So take pride. I won’t forgive anyone who calls you defective.”

The children from the side door widened their eyes.

Blinking repeatedly, they smiled slyly.

“Yes... my lady.”

“Yesss...”

Everyone looked at the child with very affectionate eyes.

Even Kumal.

He smiled gently and warmly.

Everyone loved the child.

The priest, the lions, even the maids.

They treasured and loved the child as if she were a treasure.

And so time passed.

A few days before the child’s twentieth birthday.

A great festival was held in the country.

It was to celebrate the coming of age of the child, daughter of the priest and the lions.

Envoys came from everywhere to celebrate her birthday.

[We congratulate you on your precious soul’s coming of age.]

“Thank you!”

The child sat among thirteen fathers including Ceylon, greeting the guests.

The thirteen men smiled gently as they saw the dignified child receiving greetings.

[It feels like just yesterday she was a wild child, and now she’s grown so much.]

[The growth of the Created is really fast.]

[She has a certain grace about her.]

“Dignified, right?”

The child raised her head arrogantly.

[Well, a truly dignified person wouldn’t boast so shamelessly... Should I say something about that?]

“I’m more dignified than Father Ceylon!”

Bakira snorted.

[No one’s less dignified than him.]

The guests and men burst out laughing.

Ceylon wore a very displeased expression.

In that warm atmosphere, someone who seemed like a retainer approached.

[Reporting to the priest and lions. A flock of dragons has run rampant in the northeast.]

[Damn, they have no respect for the seasons. They get more ferocious day by day.]

Even in this era, dragons were powerful monsters called demigods.

Only the priest and lions could handle them alone.

[Child, we will deal with it quickly, so wait a moment.]

“Yes, Father Mikael! Please bring snacks when you come back!”

[Alright.]

After they all left, the child was left alone.

“Is the next envoy from Tarosha region? It’s the farthest from the capital, right?”

[Yes, my lady. Shall I announce them?]

“Yes.”

The door opened, and a new envoy came in.

The representative was a woman with jet black hair and bronze skin.

[Sir Ceylon, I am Inorax~ I hurried here to see such a precious person— Oh?]

The woman introducing herself as Inorax frowned.

[Where is Sir Ceylon? A slave is occupying his seat?]

[Please restrain your speech. She is a precious soul born of the priest and lions’ blood and flesh.]

[How precious can a created be? Probably used as a bedroom slave, right?]

The hall instantly froze.

Inorax sighed.

[Ceylon too. Even if I had slept for hundreds of years, your level of play is too low.]

[Lady Inorax...!]

[Hey, come down. I’ll warm the seat for when Sir Ceylon returns.]

Everyone was uneasy.

The child spoke with a cold expression.

“That’s a problem. If you want to meet Father Ceylon, come prepared with forgotten manners.”

“What!”

Boom!! Crack─!!

Thunder split the sky.

It resonated with Inorax’s rage.

Even the ancients were taken aback, but the child calmly got up.

“I am the successor to the great priest. Don’t waste your blessings in front of me.”

“Do you dare know who I am! I am born from the same root as the lions! If all was proper, I would have been one of the thirteen lions!”

“You mean because you weren’t proper, you couldn’t be one of the thirteen lions?”

“You witch─!!”

Inorax’s shadow flickered wildly.

And in an instant, it took the form of a sharp spike and rushed toward the child!

‘I’m going to get stabbed!’

Startled, it was then.

Tzeng─!!!

With a dull noise, the shadow spike disintegrated.

People in gray robes rushed out at once to block the attack.

‘Those are the ones named <Veil>.’

The child’s maids.

“If you threaten my lady, we will stand against you.”

Kumal in the center glared sharply at Inorax.

[Nonsense. That blessing is Mikael-nim’s <Disassembly>! How dare you block me with his blessing?!]

“This blessing was given to protect my lady. If you do not retreat, we will attack.”

[The world has changed while I was asleep. How dare a mere doll resist a human!]

Inorax waved in the air.

A gap appeared in the air, and a strange creature began crawling out.

The courtiers were shocked and ran to me.

“My lady, please retreat now. Lady Inorax possesses blessings that traverse worlds. If she calls a primordial being, it will be troublesome.”

At that moment.

“St-Stop. Stop. Please do not attack my lady...!”

Girtab ran quickly and clung to Inorax’s leg.

Inorax’s expression turned fierce.

[How dare a lowly doll lay hands on a noble’s body─!!]

Those who crawled out of this space rushed toward Girtab.

And...

“Girtab!”

“Girr!”

“Girtab─!!”

Girtab was torn apart.

Those named <Veil> rushed to the shredded Girtab mercilessly.

“Girtab, snap out of it!”

“Jerome Lion-nim will come soon. When he arrives, healing will be possible. So─”

“My, my lady....”

The torn Girtab twitched and stretched out a hand toward the child.

“Ma... my lady...”

“...rb.”

“...”

“Girtab─!!”

The child’s pupils turned blood red.

Bang─!

The heavens and earth violently shook, and dark clouds covered the country’s sky.

Jjeojeojeojeok...

Cracks began appearing on the palace walls, and dust and stone fragments began swirling.

“Wh-What is this... What the hell...!”

Inorax looked around, panicked.

Countless letters appeared.

“How dare a doll take Sir Ceylon’s place?”

“...It was true.”

“Created beings standing above humans is impossible.”

“Ah, Ceylon. My love.”

“The doria I ate today was not good.”

“I don’t want to rule any region. If annoying retainers spout nonsense again, I’ll label them murderers and kill them...”

.

.

“What the hell is going on! Why is my inner thoughts revealed in letters! What kind of blessing is this...!”

‘Her thoughts are written in the air!’

Inorax was very flustered.

But soon gritted her teeth.

“A strange blessing. But what can you do with such a pathetic blessing!”

The letters moved again with a flutter.

<Inorax was very embarrassed. She feared those letters revealing her inner thoughts.>

What kind of blessing could this be?

Neither the special Ceylon nor the thirteen lions had ever had this kind of blessing.

‘But how ridiculous.’

As long as it’s not an offensive blessing, not a single hair on her head can be touched─

The child waved her hand in the air.

The letters shone and rearranged once more.

<Inorax cannot breathe.>

[Gak─!]

Inorax’s face turned pale blue.

Gek, gekeg...!

She clutched her throat and struggled violently.

‘She really can’t breathe!’

The child waved her hand once again.

<Inorax’s right arm is broken.>

[Kyaaaak─!!]

Inorax’s right arm bent into a grotesque shape.

“Bring him back.”

[It hurts, it hurts, it hur...!]

“Bring Girtab back.”

“I c-cannot. I can’t do that...!”

“Is that so? Then you’ll die too.”

The letters shone again.

<Inorax tasted despairing pain. Blood gushed out like a fountain from her whole body. Then her breath stopped─>

“Stop─!”

It was Ceylon’s voice.

Bang! The door opened, and Ceylon and the other fathers rushed in. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Ceylon nodded to a man with soft caramel-colored hair.

He hurried to the child.

And when he covered one eye, the child gently collapsed.

‘Looks like she lost consciousness.’

Ceylon was pale.

“Why did she bloom so early? What on earth happened...! Inorax!”

The collapsed Inorax gasped for breath.

“I, I don’t know. That child suddenly attacked me!”

“My daughter wouldn’t attack humans for no reason!”

“I-I really didn’t. I just tore that doll, but then she suddenly got excited...!”

“How did you even wake up from ‘forced sleep’? I’m sure I put you to sleep!”

“T-That was ‘that person’...”

Then.

Crack.

The surroundings started to split like cracked glass.

And a familiar voice came to my ear.

“No matter how strong Ceylon’s power is, you can’t show any more, child.”

It was Mikael’s voice.

“Mikael? Mikael, right?”

He didn’t answer.

I shouted into the air.

“Come out! Answer me! What is this? Why did you show me?!”

Mikael remained silent, but I yelled,

“Why do you call me gently as if calling your daughter?”

Come out.

I have questions!

“I’m yours, right? Right? That’s why you call me kindly, and Ceylon protected me...!!”