I’ll Become a Villainess That Will Go Down in History

Grandfather noticed me?

No, more importantly, Grandpa was level 100!?

Albie looked at me, amused, as I froze. I desperately tried to understand the situation. This was more important than the history of the Ravaal Kingdom’s royal family.

“Um, was Grandfather aware of me? How? Since when?”

“I was not certain, but you received my magic power comfortably…”

Magic? I did not remember receiving anything like that… maybe it was in the Forest of Death?

Maybe that’s why I felt so good in the morning. I was even running so fast while everyone else was on horseback.

Come to think of it, there was no way I could move like that after almost dying the night before.

“Albie is in charge of identifying people who have been deported. I’m always interested to see what kind of people come from Duelkis Kingdom. But I didn’t expect to see my granddaughter here, though.“

Grandfather smiled gently as he said this.

I had never seen such an expression on his face before…. I wondered if grandchildren were special after all.

“Can you hand me that cloth?”

I did as my grandfather asked and took the cloth that was wrapped around my eyes. The light suddenly enters my eyes, making them a little dazzling.

“You have your mother’s eyes. You are beautiful, just like her.”

Is this what grandfathers around the world would say to their grandchildren? If a grandfather enthusiast heard this, they would get a nosebleed.

“Did you give your eyes to someone?”

“To someone you know very well, Grandpa.”

Grandpa thought for a moment and rounded his eyes.

“Will?”

“Yes.”

I showed him a big smile.

“I see. Is he still alive in that village? Will loved mischief, and I, Kate, and Mark adored him like a little brother.“

Grandfather looked nostalgic.

I would love to see everyone in their youth just once. I couldn’t imagine Grandpa Will getting into mischief.

“He was getting a little carried away, though, and that’s why he lost his magical powers.”

Grandpa, that was harsh.

“…So, you went to the Impoverished Village, huh?”

Grandfather suddenly proclaimed loudly. An impoverished village was not something a daughter of a great aristocrat would be interested in.

Indeed, it would be unimaginable for me to go all the way to a place like that. And all alone.

“What kind of upbringing did Arnold provide? Putting aside your swordsmanship and academic ability, your energy and courage are not something that can be taught by others. I’ve got a crazy granddaughter.”

“Shouldn’t it be a beautiful granddaughter?”

“Yes, my most adorable granddaughter. …that’s why I have to take good care of him. What is your magic level now?”

“Level 92”

I have not grown much since I came to Ravaal Kingdom. I couldn’t practice magic, and I didn’t have any books to begin with.

“How old are you?”

“… 16 years old, Alicia Williams, who learned to use magic at the age of 10, and entered the Academy of Magic when she was 13 as a special exception. Two years later, she was deported to learn about the Ravaal Kingdom.”

I told him at once what I thought he would want to hear.