The Villainous Me Turned the Losers into Blackened Bosses-Chapter 205 - He Thinks He Can Handle It Again

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“Now that I think about it, this ‘missing person notice’ does have some suspicious points,” Shuna said, rubbing her chin thoughtfully.

“Exactly. First of all, a missing person notice isn’t the same as a warrant. Even if someone sees it, they can only provide information—they can’t just grab me and throw me in front of Treya,” Will replied.

“True. And if she really wanted to capture you, why not use the Royal Guard, who are everywhere in the streets?”

“Lastly, the information on the notice is way too sparse. Even if someone loses a dog, the notice would at least say where it went missing, where it might go, or what it was wearing. This one just has my photo.”

Taking all this into account, the purpose of the missing person notice became increasingly ambiguous.

In other words, the notice didn’t align with the theory that “Treya desperately wants to capture him as quickly as possible.”

But…

Looking at it from another perspective made things clearer—

They had just emerged from the dungeon and had indeed been “missing” until a day ago.

Treya couldn’t have known about his encounter with the “yandere” Leah. Whatever she did, it was based on the assumption that he had simply gone missing.

So…

“This is a ‘missing person notice’ meant only for me to see…”

It was meant to tell him that “Treya” was looking for him.

That she was looking for him from the “palace.”

And that the situation was “urgent” enough to involve the guards, leaving no room for additional information.

“She thinks that when I see this notice, I’ll believe she’s in serious trouble at the palace and needs my help. So, I’ll go to her.”

Will’s mind, having already been preoccupied with Leah’s yandere behavior, had now done a full 360-degree turn.

Ironically…

This missing person notice, which was less forceful than a warrant, perfectly matched the behavior of the Treya he had personally trained.

He knew her well—

That once-naive half-elf princess, who neither understood what she wanted nor what she lacked, who couldn’t express her emotions…

What would she be like if she turned yandere?

What would she do?

Leah had used the strange and clever techniques of witches to make him “feel what she felt.”

But Treya…

After learning about the darkness of the royal family and her own family, and after understanding what she wanted and how to express her emotions—

She would, like her siblings, hide her true “intentions.”

She would passionately and obsessively pursue her “desires.”

She would long for someone to notice her feelings.

She would mask her emotions with a cold exterior, hide her turbulent thoughts behind a calm expression, and use “unintentional” plans to achieve her goals. She would express her attachment in the most subtle ways.

So…

This “missing person notice,” whose true meaning only Will could understand, was the most subtle form of yandere “vulnerability” and “confession” from her.

She had plastered missing person notices across every city in the country.

She had woven her intentions into the notice, ensuring only one person could decipher it.

And like a hunter, she waited for that one person to take the bait.

More than the result, the “trap” itself—the way it manipulated Will’s heart, making him take the first step and arrive as the Will she wanted—was part of her plan.

“In my analysis—no, based on my teachings—this is exactly the kind of person she is.”

“Interesting. I never knew the Ninth Princess, a half-elf, had this side to her,” Shuna said, her expression showing rare admiration.

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A princess who used a “missing person notice” as a trap had a kind of royal dominance unique to the royal family.

But…

This “trap” also relied on Treya’s “vulnerability” in front of Will. Only by appearing fragile could she draw him back.

A domineering yet vulnerable princess?

That sounded far too intriguing.

“Honestly, if it weren’t for Leah, if I hadn’t had prior knowledge… I would’ve fallen for it.”

It was terrifying.

Will would’ve fallen for it not just because of his years of “helping Treya survive in the royal family,” but also because of…

A subtle “fate factor.”

A year before Edward’s death—now—the Hysterm family had disrupted a royal power struggle, forcing the Fourth Prince, who had consolidated military power, to lose his control.

The power was redistributed among other princes who were less adept at managing the military.

This event was crucial for the Hysterm family; without it, the Entark royal family wouldn’t have decentralized its most important authority.

It was also crucial for Treya. Though she wasn’t directly involved, the impact on the royal family indirectly shaped her future.

So, knowing that Treya was in the wrong place at the wrong time, he would’ve taken the bait.

“So, Will, what will you do now?”

“……”

The question left Will silent.

He pulled his hood lower, unsure of how to respond.

If he wanted to avoid the “yandere death trap,” the best course of action was to “run.”

Knowing it was a trap, why step into it?

Who in their right mind would willingly jump into a pit they could see?

After all, if he fell into her hands, Will had no idea what would happen to him.

But…

He looked at the “missing person notice.”

A simple notice, filled with traps and lies.

But Will knew the handwriting was genuine.

Treya loved writing in beautiful, elegant script, a habit she had inherited from her mother’s “elven writing.”

In her normal state, she would never abandon the writing style her mother had taught her.

Her mental state had clearly “darkened” to the point where she would write so sloppily.

She couldn’t be feeling comfortable or happy in this state.

And more than that…

She had left behind this “trap” that was like a “confession.”

A sweet yet poisonous confession, one that only “you and I” could understand—it was too unfair.

Was Treya, at this very moment, in the palace, holding onto a copy of this notice, waiting for him to arrive?

“So, run. Let’s head to Novice Town! Don’t you have someone waiting for you there? And a house too?” Shuna suggested, patting him on the shoulder as if reading his mind.

“I…”

Will hesitated.

Then he removed his hood, revealing the same face as the one on the missing person notice, and lifted his head.

—What a joke. This was a yandere he had personally trained!

—No one in the world understood her better than he did!

—In all the stories ever told, wasn’t it always love that redeemed the yandere?

—And who better to do it than the one who had taught them everything?!

“I’m stepping into this trap. Not only that, but I’m going to turn it around!”

He was brimming with confidence, even adjusting his new, stylish glasses for effect.

“Oh?”

Shuna wasn’t angry. Instead, she looked at him with amused curiosity, as if watching a performance.

“First, you spent an entire monologue confessing to Leah, promising never to abandon her. Now, you’re about to chase after a princess who’s practically throwing her love in your face—what are you, Will?”

“Balance is key. I, Will, accept all who come my way.”

“You really just made the quintessential ‘scumbag’ statement with a straight face, huh?”

“I’m not abandoning anyone, so I’m not a scumbag, right?”

“…Classic Will.”

Shuna’s face showed a hint of disdain, though it was the kind of playful expression only a close friend would put on for effect.

But then, Will dropped his playful tone, speaking seriously:

“Shuna, this decision is full of risks. I… I can go alone. If you don’t want to take the risk—”

“You can back out now. There’s no need to follow me.”