Chapter 27

"Huh?! Three years old?! But..."

He seems to be shocked by the truth that I just told him.

Right, I am a three years old child that should not start any training as what you just said before. That's why you need to stop the training for or delay it for two years later.

But for some reason, I have felt discomfort as I feel chills in my back. He should have some common sense after he dares to lecture me about having common sense, right?

"Oh, I get it! How dare you try to trick me with such a lie. Viscount Ruach would not be able to forget about your age. And he will never forget about the common sense that the youngest age to learn swordsmanship is five years old." He said it with a confident face.

What I saw in front of me is a perfect example of a denial phase. Will he feel grief when we stop the training?

Subconsciously I also try to deny his training or more precisely his absurd existence. Or should I tell him about the fact that the Viscount Ruach family and most people in this mansion have lost their common sense for a very long long long long time ago?

"You are really as dumb as what they are saying about. How could you count your own age incorrectly? Hahaha, you are funny." He laughs at me as he thought that I incorrectly count my own age.

I don't know what kind of gossip the servants telling him. I feel extremely heartache as I don't know how to communicate with this extraterrestrial creature.

"Let me teach you, did you remember the time that you are born until now?"

He acts like a good teacher but in my eyes, he was like a clown. Not a normal clown but those in horror movie that is possessed by a devil or ghost or clown costume that contain a murder inside.

Actually, I want to say yes to his question. Renneshia remembers everything not only after she was born but even before she was born. Her memories were the proof that there was a fetal memory and it starts around three months after conception. That's why those hypnotherapy practitioners that I saw could only able to dig out their memory around three months after conception before moving to their past life memory. I only know about it from some websites in my previous life.

I don't know what kind of answer that I have to give to this crazy person. If I said yes, it will become proof of Renneshia's (my) talents. But if I said no, he will be forcing me to continue the training and from what he said when he entered the room, he must be wanted to add more classes.

Should I ask for another person's help? I hope someone will come and help me.

"What are you thinking about? It was just a simple question. You only have to answer with yes or no." He continues to give his lecture.

I don't want to answer his question. Looking at his expression (although I don't want to), I realized that whatever answer I give him, he won't listen to my words and continue with his own imagination.

"Listen to me, you only have to remember if you remember about what happened when you are born." He tries to speak slowly as if he speaking to an idiot.

Of course, I remember what happened to my (Renneshia) when I was born. It was a cold night in the last week of the autumn season. My mother was able to give birth to her daughter safely on her own efforts without other people's helping her. I feel proud as her daughter when I remembered about it.

At first, the Viscountess sent some people to kill me if I am born as a son. But when they heard that it was a daughter, they stop their attempt to kill me. But they still bullied us (if I said it politely but it was more like abuse).

I remember how they make my mother and I to work outside when the winter. I think I (Renneshia) almost die at that time. That makes them decide to stop their harassment at that time. They keep both of us because we still have some use for them.

"If you only remember about the last three years, it doesn't mean that it was your age. Do you understand what I am talking about?" He finally stops his absurd lecture and looks at me with half-worried and half-hopeful-like expressions on his face.

I could only feel more despair. As I couldn't find any way out of this situation. As I keep thinking about it, I decided to try my luck with the last resort.

'Oh Goddess Elysian, if you really exist in this world, please help me out of this situation.'

I decided to pray to the Goddess. Something similar often happens in my past life but it is only limited to something small and simple wish. For example, when I pray or wish that I won't get drenched by rain when I forgot my umbrella. Around ninety-five percent of such wishes will come true.

'I hope it was not too hard for the Goddess to fulfil it.'

I have always believed that the Gods of each world will only fulfil small requests because they want their creation (believers) to do their best to fulfil the big request as they can not interfere with everything. That's what I was being told in my previous life. I used it for motivated myself to be able to keep going when terrible things happened to me. But I don't know what I should do right now.

"Hmm? Why do you keep looking at me like that? You understand what I am talking about, right? Or did you think that the words that I used are too hard for you to understand?"

I can't see any bad intentions in his expression but why do I feel a bit irritated by his way of speaking? It is getting more and more annoying. Should I get angry? But I don't want to get found out by the Viscount family.

Knock, knock.

Suddenly a sound of heavenly help come to my room.

"My lady, is there something that happened to you? Because you never come to have your lunch, I decided to take it to your room. You need to eat to have a healthy body."

It was Brother Winslow's voice. I am really happy as he is coming at a good time.

"Come in." I happily answer.

"Excuse my interruption." Brother Winslow said as he entered into my room.

As he opened the door, his face is twitching after he saw the muscular creature in front of him. Looking at this unbelievable muscle creature, suddenly I feel that it was too cramped in my room. He used too much space.

"Here is your lunch, my lady."

As expected of a pro. Brother Winslow decides to ignore that giant mass of muscles and decided to do his job. Or maybe he just doesn't want to waste his time with him.

"Thank you, Brother Winslow!" I decided to follow his lead and started eating my lunch.

"Hey, the boy over there."

That person that being ignored by us is suddenly starting a conversation with Brother Winslow.

"Are you referring to me?" Brother Winslow coldly answers.

"Have you known her for a long time?"

This muscular creature seems to have not given up on what we are talking about before (my age).

"I have known her since my lady live in this mansion."

As expected of Brother Winslow! After he decided to help me, he started to learn the art of conversation with the people in this mansion. He said that the trick is to speak only a little bit of it and as vaguely as possible. And the results were like this.

"Oh! So you have known her for a long time, right? Then do you know how old she was right now?"

He quickly asks the question that has bugged him.

Brother Winslow nodded and answer. "Of course, I know about it. Currently, my lady should just celebrate her third birthday. So she has turned three years old recently."

"Huh!? T-Th-Three years old!? What?! I-Impossible..." He was too shocked by Brother Winslow's answer.

His body started to tremble as if he saw something unbelievably terrible things before he finally get out of my room.

"Haaa..., finally he knows the truth and stops bothering me."

I sighed and rejoice as that annoying creature get away from me.

"Who is he?" Brother Winslow asked about his identity.

"He is my swordsmanship teacher," I answer him with a short answer.

"Swordsmanship!? Did the Viscount tell you to learn how to use a sword when you just celebrated your third birthday? Even the young master will only start to learn about it after he celebrates his fifth birthday next year. Isn't it too early for you? Haaa..." Brother Winslow said with a low tone before he sighed.

I could see that he feels angry with how crazy the Viscount family is. But he was in the same situation as me as both of us were unable to do anything about it.

"The only possible explanation is because I don't have any blessings like the other people. Or because I keep acting like an idiot in front of the tutor. They need me to have some value to be able to use or sell me to other nobles." I explained my reasoning.

"You really have it hard." Brother Winslow said with sympathised tone.

I could only silently agree with his words.

I hope they would cancel the training.